The Goblin God's Predator Simulation System

Chapter 1: The Predator Simulation System [1] - Desire to grow strong! Desire for revenge!

'Long ears, green skin, pointed nose, yellow eyes and canines – these were a few terms used to describe the goblins, who roamed the Great Dassire forest.'

'There were a few more terms that described them: Lustful beings, Predators, the Strong ones – heck, for over a century, they ruled the great forest. All other beings feared them, even the mightiest ones – the dragons… It would have been good if this were true…'

'Why!? Why is it that we must be hunted?'

'Why are we born weak?'

"Why can't we grow stronger like other beings…?", a young goblin, almost double the size of a dwarf, stood at the edge of the forest and thought to itself.

In front of him were the bodies of hundreds other goblins – some had arrows pierced their abdomen while others had their heads smashed by large maces. Many of the bodies were torn apart, their limbs missing. The same was the case with their ears: Missing.

As for internal organs, they were scattered here and there.

Bozo noticed a pool of blood – the bodies seemingly floating above them.

He fell on his knees, tears drenching his face. His vision was cloudy and his breathing unsteady.

He gritted his teeth, and clenched his fist, his sharp nails piercing the skin and causing him bleed, but the pain was nowhere near comparable to the grief of having lost his entire clan – his parents and siblings butchered and his friends dead.

"Ma… Ba…"

"Eso… Uso… Gabo…", tears kept cascading down, combined with sweat and a mixture of grime and mucus which bubbled close to his mouth.

"You all promised to come with me, for my first hunt when I turn seven…"

"It's my birthday today."

"And this is my gift?", he raised his head up, staring at the night sky which looked rather beautiful.

Bozo, the young goblin who had turned seven just today, had gone to the River of Age, a fancy name given by the goblins, where they would bath for the first time when they turn seven. They would conduct their first hunt – a fish, and bring them back.

Leave the fish, the large forest fire caught Bozo's attention, causing him to sprint back to their cave, only to find many lifeless bodies. And now, after taking a few steps ahead, he found the bodies of his family.

Silence surrounded the scene and Bozo's gaze remained fixated on the sky. It was almost as if tears were being drained back to his eyes, but drizzled down anyway.

His body started to visibly tremble as a thought crossed his mind.

"Humans…", he uttered.

[Hu- mans…], a distorted voice rang close to Bozo, yet inaudible to him.

"I want to kill them!"

[K-kil humans?]

[Kill is okay?]

"They took my everything. I won't forgive them!", his eyes reddened as he said that, his voice low but filled with rage.

[F-forgive not…?]

"My turn…"

[My turn?]

"I will… yes, I will steal everything from them!"

[Steal?]

"I-"

A throbbing pain erupted around his chest causing a burning sensation. As Bozo lowered his head, he found the headpiece of a spear extending from his chest.

It didn't take Bozo long to realize that he was pierced by a spear.

Slowly and steadily he turned his head back, his gaze being locked on a young human female, no more than eighteen, who gripped the spear.

Bozo's gaze was already blurry so he could hardly see anything clearly.

'Escape… Escape!', only fear shrouded his mind.

Forget the revenge, he wanted to run away from the very monster being that he could see! There was no way he could match such a being!

But the unfortunate soul couldn't do it. An arrow came down piercing his legs, making it impossible to run. Adding to that, a woman leapt towards him and stabbed him with her great sword. A smile erupted on her face.

The sinister-most smile that one had ever seen.

About ten more slashes and stabs had rendered Bozo completely immobile. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't. His arms were on the side, his legs heavily crushed… adding to that, both it's eyes were stabbed by arrows.

The pain had become so intense that he could barely do any action.

One thing, only one thing was fine even at this moment… it was his ears. Albeit still unable to understand the human's language, he could hear their sinister laughter.

'Why? Why kill us…?', he continued to ask the question as he was being dragged away.

'I wanted revenge, but a pitiful soul like me, does it even deserve such a thing?'

Blood drained down his pierced eyes as the woman continued to drag the body, reuniting with their group. They tossed Bozo's body to the pile of many other goblins that they had collected.

'If only… If only I had one more chance…', Bozo merely desired to save his fellow men. He wanted to live a peaceful life, but the cruel humans had changed everything.

He begged for just one chance. He hoped for somthing like that… his last thoughts were no different than surviving!

But these very thoughts became the pillar of his future path of revenge. If not for these very thoughts and his incredible will power, he would have been dead just like any other goblin.

[The system has detected an intense Desire: Revenge.] [Condition fulfilled.]

[The system has detected an intense Hate against: Humans] [Condition fulfilled.]

[The system has detected that the host has completed a quest: Survive an hour after being on the brink of death.] [Condition fulfilled]

[The system has detected the host's Race: Non-human.] [Condition fulfilled.]

[You have met all the requirements to inherit the Predator Simulation System. Do you accept?]

[Yes/No]

A weird feminine voice reverberated within Bozo's already paining head.

[There is not enough time left for you to make your decision. Your heart will cease functioning precisely in 0.02 seconds after you refuse to accept. Will you accept?]

[Yes/No.]

"Y-yes."

"…"

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