If not for stimulation, what joy could sustain one through such a long life?
“There stands the king of demons!”
“The beasts of the Black Forest have emerged!”
People howling noisily like beasts with pierced throats.
“Prepare for battle!”
“Argio is here! Take aim at him!”
“Kill the wicked beast!”
The tearing shriek of steel trembling with anger, fear, and excitement.
“Do not allow him to enter!”
“Kill Argio—Keurgh…!!”
A death cry leaking between the claws thrust into flesh. The faint tremor of vocal cords and warm blood. Tearing hide.
The vibrations shaking his entire body. Wind brushing his skin. Red obscuring his eyes. When he put strength into his feet and kicked away from the ground, the world shook. He danced with the things baring their teeth at him, sang, shouted, and cheered…
Who would join him today? Who would take his life? Yes, let us see together, my friends. With whose blood would they paint what picture next?
“M-Monster…”
“……”
Ah, truly.
“…Hah.”
Argio loved the battlefield.
Animal Kingdom_“Argio”
Synchronization Rate: 61.9%
“……”
Gio awoke from his dream.
“…Oh…”
He exclaimed in admiration.
“This is better than I expected.”
“Mung.”
“A thrill like this is rather…?”
To be honest, Gio had doubted Argio’s tastes.
Neither as Seo Gio nor as Giovanni had Gio ever been a person who enjoyed combat. His nature did not especially enjoy conflict, and…
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