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Chapter 4 - Chapter 4- Herculean strength

When he woke up it was already dark and he felt different, he was larger and much heavier. His 360 vision allowed him to capture his entire visage in all it glory and by Odin's beard was it glorious.

His brown scales had turned completely black, his little feet had grown three claws each an inch long. His teeth had also grown longer and a row of tiny razor sharp spikes ran along his spine and ended at the tip of his tail.

However the most glaring change was his poison sack, it felt larger and stronger. He could instinctively tell it could produce an extremely more potent poison.

He could even tell the properties of such poison, not only was it extremely deadly and fast acting it also had a numbing effect as well. He was much closer to a dragon now.

'My dream of flying through the air is not far off, all that is left is growing larger, breathing fire and growing wings, nothing too hard to achieve for one as great as I.'

His stomach grumbled, the evolution drained too much energy from him. He dragged his menacing and magnificent form to the dead hawk.

He devoured it in minutes, however he only got 0.06 points from it which was strange. It legs alone gave him more that that. 'System, what the hell is happening here? Why are the points so few?'

(Answer, the amount of evolution points host can receives from lower rank beings is naturally lower, if host wishes to obtain more points you should consume creatures of similar or higher rank)

'Rank? Oh I see, so living creatures are divided into ranks? But what could be of higher rank than a dragon? which is me. System can be silly sometimes.'

He checked his status screen and as expected, it had changed.

Name: ???

Species: Poison lizard( 0/223 years)(32 cm/100 cm)

Rank:1

Abilities(1/1): Traits assimilation

Traits(1/3): Poison secretion

Evolution points: (0.06/10)

'Why is the name space empty?' ( Host has yet to assign himself a name) 'so I can assign myself a name? That awesome, system do you have recommendations for cool dragon names?'

There was no answer as expected, he also noticed his lifespan had grown to be over 200 which was insane. Currently he was full, although the hawk barely gave him any evolution points it was still enough to fill his stomach.

He thought of going back to his hole but before that he needed to test his strength. He approached a relatively large tree, he swung his right claw at it and drew three gashes on the trunk.

The power behind that attack surprised even him, if it was directed at a human their intestines would fall out. He started laughing like a villian.

'Witness the rise of the great dragon, world, soon you shall be conquered.' Then he turned around and started running to his hole, his body blurred through the grass moving like the wind.

He felt the wind brush against his scales, by his estimate, he was probably faster than a leopard which made no sense. Lizards aren't supposed to move at that speed.

When he arrived at his hole he faced another problem, he was too big, although he can still fit inside it would be uncomfortable. Luckily he had his mighty claws.

He started digging, it was not as easy as he had expected. Digging through the soil was not an issue, his claws were sharp enough, it was removing the soil that was troublesome.

He dug until sunrise and the reason for that was, he had decided to go an extra mile. He didn't just make it large enough to accommodate his current self but future self as well.

When he was done digging he went to collect grass, why would one as great as himself sleep on the ground. He made a makeshift bed with grass then an struck him.

He went out and collected twigs and vines. Using vines and grass he tied the twigs together in a grid like pattern. It was hard and akward, his claws were not suitable for that job.

It took a while but he finally did it, then he collected the soil together, spit large amounts of purple poison into it then mixed them to form a purple mud.

He then plastered the mud on the twigs and waited for it dry up. Them tied it to the top of his hole. He had successfully made a door and not just any door, a poison door.

It opened outwards up, he bet not a single one of these dumb animals could figure out how his magnificent door worked. With that done it was time to find food.

It did not take long for him to find a rat, overconfident in his own speed he ran towards it but it jumped into a tiny hole before he could reach it.

He continued looking for more but his luck was not good. He had missed three rats and there weren't a lot of small animals around here.

He spent a few more hours hunting and still nothing. At some point he had dug the rat hole but found it standing defensively infront of it babies. Normally animals would abandon their offsprings to protect themselves so this scene touched him

He couldn't bring himself to kill it. So now he was lying on the grass watching birds fly above him and wishing he had wings so he could hunt them instead.

Dejected he went to eat the berries, although they could fill his stomach they got digested way to fast and did not give any points which was not ideal. After he was done he went back to his hole.

On the way back he saw something tiny skittering through the grass, he followed it and it turned out to be a beetle. It was too tiny.

Not even big enough to fill the gap between his teeth but he will still eat it anyways. Even if it won't fill his stomach it will still provide him some evolution points

He didn't eat it immediately though but followed it, he didn't know much about beetles but maybe they also lived in colonies like ants and termites.

He wanted it to lead him to others but he was greatly disappointed. Seeing as it was not leading him anywhere he ate it. It was crunchy but did not taste bad, it was a wonder how his tastebuds had changed. Then the system notification came.

( Traits- Herculean strength detected, does host wish to absorb trait?) 'Well that sounds impressive.'

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