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Goblins were scrawny and short creature usual know for their ugly apperance.

One of said creature stood a few distances from Felix, it's brownish tanned skin gleaming under the sun.

It was emptied handed but it's claws almost razor sharp were weapons of their own.

Forcing a stare down with the creature, Felix streched his right arm, a silver sword made of steel slowly materializing in his grip.

It's been a day since he landed in the desert and this was his second encounter with a goblin.

Having already experienced a battle with one, he had made note of one fact; that being they were about equal in strength with him but he had an edge when using his catapult.

Compared to the Lizard theses creatures were F rank the perfect sparing partners for him.

With goblin he could gain fightning experience so he decided to change weapons for this type of beings.

Wrapping his left hand around his right hand stationed on the hilt, he drew a short breath and raised his blade.

The goblin taking that as a signal shrieked angrly and charged at him with it's claws drawed.

Felix moved in response, his feets kicking of the sand as he launched himself foward to meet the approaching assault.

In a matter of seconds he closed the gap only for one of the goblin's claws to swing at him.

Sidestepping the attacking with ease, he kept his eyes on the claws trajectory before moving his blade over it and pushing it foward.

The goblin was no slough either, moving it's other arm and swinging blindly at the incoming blade.

Steel met claws and as one might except, steel ranged supreme effortless shattering the claws of the goblin and causing it to scream in agony as it retracted it's hand and staggered back.

"I mean what did you except."

Sending mana into the edges of the blade, he sharpened it's edge with wind and delivered a causal swing that cleaved the weeping creature in two.

A line flashed, dividing the goblin into two part, each collapsing to the ground in a mess of gore.

[1 Banner point received.]

"Finally have ten points."

Tossing the sword drenched with goblin blood back into his inventory, he opended the Physique gacha banner.

[Month of the wolf is near: Increase the base chance of aquring a Physique related to the wolf clan.]

"Fortune!" He called.

"Meow!"

Responding to his call, a black cat instantly popped up on his shoulder, rubbing it's fur against his neck.

"Time to use lucky bomb!" He smiled.

The cat stared blankly at him before a dark aura coated it's form.

[Lucky bomb activated.]

[Fortune shines on you.]

[The God of fate shakes her head at you shameless.]

Ignoring the fact that a God thought he was shameless, he clicked on the Physique banner and instantly he was teleported to the land of sea and starry skies.

[Pulling in process...]

The skies cracked one's again, revealing a dark hole that unleashed a violet light onto him.

[Congratulations host, the Moon rage Physique have been acquired.]

"What does it too?"

[Moon rage Physique.]

[Details: A witch wronged by the descendants of Fenrir, placed a moon cursed on them. At the touch of a full moon, madness shall descended on the true descendents of the godslayer.]

[Passive: Increase the user's physical strength by one rank during the moon reign(Night). During a full moon physical stats are increased by two ranks and the enrage state is applied to the user.]

"A double edge sword."

Instructing the system to assimilate the Physique into his body, he smiled cruel and grasped his face in uncertainty.

[Assimilation process....1%.....10%....50%.... body reconstruction...]

"Arghhh!"

Felix's vision was dyed red as he collapsed onto the ground in great pain.

His muscles were tore apart by an intense pressure, his bones twisted and molded by unknown hands, needle seem to plunge deep into his eyes in an attempt to pull them out their sockets.

"Arghhh."

Clutching his heart continuous pounding, he screamed in agony, blood spill out his eyes and mouth.

[....70%....80...]

The closer the counter was near finishing so too did the pain intensity.

It grew so much he soon found himself lying in a pool of his blood, his pupils rolled back in his eye socket while drool and blood escaped his half opened lips.

[....90%...95%....100%]

[Assimilation complete.]

[Moon rage Physique successful integrated into the host's body.]

[Fenrir senses you present.]

An earthquake accompanied by an echoing howl jerked Felix consciousness from his miserable state prompting him to wake up and look out in confusion.

"What the heck was that?"

Traces of fear strained his voice while he hugged his body drenched in sweat.

The pain he felt minutes ago has subsided yet the memories lingered like a permeant scar.

"It hurted so much!"

Cleaning the drool and blood that has stained the corners of his lips, he cried out, tears steaming down his cheeks.

"...You fucking system why didn't you warn me it would be painful."

[.....]

The system remianed silent unable to comprehend the emotions he was feeling.

"Why won't you answer me damnit!"

[I was programmed to aid you growth. Comforting and counseling are not enabled in my setting.]

"Tch...what did I expect."

Forcing himself up from the desert sand, he muttered in annoyance.

"The ground seems further than before."

Looking down he thought but paid it little need.

He simply came to the conclusion he was hallucinating from the sheer lack of sleep, dehydration and his ever growing hunger.

He was making up for all those terrible conditions by substituting them with mana and using it to power his body but for how long.

Mana wasn't infinite and soon enough his would ran out and one's it did all the mentioned factor would assault his body without restraint and probably kill him.

"I need to get out of this desert or at the very least find something to eat."

He doubted this place had anything edible for chewing down but right now his mind was unstable.

The pain he had experience had messed with his mind and now he wanted something especially food related to forget it.