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Life of a Kobold

A guy died and got sent into another world reminiscent of the popular game he plays, but with a twist, he turns into the game's equivalent of cannon fodders, Kobold. Trying not to die for the second time, he will try to survive as a Kobold. But, it wasn't easy as the world is far crueler than the game has displayed. Will he survive through the hardship or will he die for the second time from the cruel fate awaiting his life? Weak to decent MC with a twist.

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Chapter 13 - A Short Break Might be Good

It's been half a year since the last time I encounter that boar and start my training. Right now, I did a bit of parkour in order to take advantages of my more agile and lighter body. But-

"*crash!* WOOF!!!"

.....yeah, it's still work in progress. My misspell also didn't help to tone down my embarrassment. I groan before rubbing my butt and glaring at the tree, as if it mock my already shattered pride and my lack of parkour skills.

I sigh before walking back to my camp, which isn't far from where I practice my parkour skills. I can't help but wince as I look at all the broken weapons I used to hunts and training scattered around the ground.

Since when did I become a slob who never clean their home? I sigh before picking each of the broken pieces with my arms. Into the campfire they go.

Huh.....is it me or my vision seems like I'm seeing things from higher place? Did I grow taller? Now that I think about it, how long has it been since I check on my body other than looking at the scars I got since I got here?

Speaking of scars, I gain more for these few months. After my fight with Hanzo, I start focus on practicing my reflexes against monsters that are known for its fast movement, crazy agility and reflexes.

It was challenging for me, especially since they are faster than me. Scars across my shoulders and arms are the proves, either caused by fangs, claws, or even poisonous tail.

I manage to beat them, but not without difficulties. I'm just glad that Kobold actually can grow stronger like humans or else I would be doomed.

I went to the river and blinked. My face looks more of a mature wolf instead of a cartoonish furry I have back when I first got here. And I never realize that there's a scar on my left cheek.

Did I got used to pain so much that I never bother to check and simply eat the apple or herb? I feel like I rely too much on those healing items.

But then again, I never understood why gods made the healing items so common and yet so overpowered. I bet that if I bring these and let a 4 stage cancer patient to eat it, it'll simply took them a kilogram of apple every day for 2 week for full recovery.

I still remember how I got sick when I won't stop training even when it's raining. It took me a day to recover from it.

I bet that the gods made these so the humans won't die so easily and continue to entertain them as long as they want. And remembering that goblins village, yeah, it's not so farfetched.

I shudders to imagine what kind of cruelty those gods are thinking about right now and I am afraid to know. Yeah, I should stop thinking about the gods.

"Cant belief.....is bin a yer...." I grumble before coughed. It's much easier to talk now, but I sound like a foreigner misspell their words in a new language.

And now that I pay more attention, my eyes looks sharp in appearance instead of that round eyes you saw from a puppy and somehow I grew a short beard-like fur on the bottom part of my snout.

Hold up, how long does it took for Kobold to mature? I can't help but slowly feel fear of my possible short life span for being a Kobold.

I shake my head and slaps both of my cheeks. This kind of thoughts are not gonna help my current situation and it's not good for me. I know it sounds stupid, but then again, us humans never worry too much about their mortality unless they got sickness or life threatening injury, simply enjoy life as it is.

....when was the last time I actually enjoy my life? Oh, right, 6 months ago before I got isekai'd. I never realizes how much I focused on improving my strength and skill that I never actually stop myself and do something that might relax my mind.

I really want to slap myself for overdid it again. Sure, I would love to leave, but life is much more than simply training. I would like to become a human, but....

...now that I think about it. I never actually know how to stop and enjoy what life gave me. I play games just to escape reality and keep lying to myself that I 'enjoy' it. I speedrun the whole main story and skip the side story because I don't know about 'enjoying' things.

I keep lying to myself...and since when? Is this why I never notice I have grown? Is that why my minds all over the place because I was too focus on many things at once and my priorities are all over the places?

...I don't know anymore. I simply let the gravity took over and let myself fall into the patch of herbs while looking at the sky.

.....I just now notices that the tree above me actually looks nice and fits perfectly with the afternoon sunlight. God, I'm a complete mess.

*sigh*

"Relaxin, huh...." I mutter. Fine, let's get yourself relaxed, Darren. Let's try with one day of relaxation first, and then we'll try again next time.

I rubs my head and blink as I felt something coming off my head. I look at my paws and blanched. A lot of my shedded furs I forgot to brush it off are now on my paws.

I stare at the furs for a while before sighing. I really am a complete mess. Let's clean myself up before I can do any relaxation.

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I facepalm as hard as I can as I stare at the piles of furs I collect after cleaning it up. How did I even able to move with so many furs stick to my body!? It's like a pile of hays like in one of those cartoons, what was it again? T*m and J**ry?!

The point is I'm baffled at my current situation. If I'm a house pet, I bet that I'll never remove my shedded furs stuck on my new ones.

I grab the piles and let it burn by the campfire. There's no way I'll going to make clothes out of those furs. Not only that it's impractical for a Kobold like me, it's disgusting and weird.

Not to mention, the game made Kobold's fur fill your inventory, preventing you from grabbing more important loots aa Kobold's fur overwhelmed the player's inventory.

Yes, it's a troll item with no function whatsoever and many players were frustrated when they went to grind by killing Kobolds. I also face with such problem and I have to constantly get it out and burn those pieces of trashes from my inventory. and given that I rush the games, it's the most annoying things in my gameplay.

I simply sigh before grabbing a fishing pole, walk towards the riverside, sit on a giant rock, and do some fishing. I simply sit there as time pass.

.....

.....

...this is super boring.

To be continued