I have been walking through the forest for a few hours now, and I still have yet to meet anyone or anything remotely of note. I have seen a few animals cross my path, but they all fled as I lumbered through the forest. Squirrels, birds, a rabbit and a couple of badgers, nothing of real note or interest.

I have been walking in the direction of some voices that have been reaching my superhuman hearing for quite a while. It was strange; I knew that whoever was speaking wasn't from Earth, or at least, not the Earth I know.

After an hour of journeying through the enchanted forest, my ears picked up the faint sound of water drops colliding with the surface of a pool of water. I changed my course slightly and came across a pool that looked like a polished mirror of silver, with skeins of swirl-white twisting slowly on the surface. A shiny spillway led to a choppier pond. Boulders colonized the edges of the pond, buffed with pillows of moss. Sweet fragrances, alluvial and palliative, seemed to flit in and out of my awareness. I smiled at the sight, it was perhaps the first time in a while that I had seen something of such ... beauty, something natural, untouched by man. I took it in, taking a break from my travel and propping myself down against one of the boulders watching the light dance on the surface of the water.

While relaxing, I heard the sound of footsteps rapidly approaching me. My eyes slowly turned away from the pond and looked to my left where the footsteps were approaching

I remained cautious as the sound of footsteps slowed as the distance between us decreased. After a few seconds, someone or rather something jumped in front of me and landed meters away from me.

My eyes rose in shock to see a creature I'd never seen before. It was a huge lion at 10 feet in height, with sharp pointed teeth, razor claws, a pair of bat wings on its back and a scorpion tail. When I saw this beast, I immediately recalled the legends of mythical creature's called Manticore's, from my old world as the appearances were deathly similar. I slowly rose up from my comfortable resting place and faced the beast.

The monster started to approach me, a faint growl resonating from its body while bearing rows of sharp teeth. I realized it wanted my blood. It was hesitant and cautious, perhaps because it had never met something like me before. But my thoughts weren't on the habits and instincts of the creature. It was its teeth.

Hell, there were a lot of teeth, I mean it. There were hundred of daggers in its massive jaws and the faint light that pierced the upper canopy illuminating its stained teeth. I just stood there, not moving, not because I was afraid, but because I wasn't afraid. I didn't know why but on all accounts I should be running in any direction that is not in front of me, so why didn't I?

I looked inside myself for brief second only to feel in place of fear, rage. Raw, unaltered rage. I could feel my anger build up. Rage against this lower life form that dares to think it can make a meal out of me.

As my rage built up like a volcano, energy slowly seeping through my skin and rising into the air, I unknowingly manifested one of my inner Gourmet demons, "The Red Ogre".

The demon's upper body manifested behind me. Ogre had dark red skin covering a carved body of muscles, pointed ears, white hair that flowed like gravity didn't exist, and black eyes with yellow pupils stared into the Manticore.

The Gourmet demon's appearance stopped the Manticore in its track whose hunger was replaced with unbridled fear. Ogre's stoic expression twisted into an evil grin that revealed his pristine, sharp, vampire-like fangs as the fear resonated from the beast.

A smirk made its way to my face as the Manticore stopped and for added effect, I began to force energy out through the pores on my skin, black, dark red and green energy seeping from my body and rising into the air.

This severely terrified the Manticore even more, and now it no longer saw prey but the fact that death itself. This paralyzed its body to the point that it could barely breathe, its body still as cold terror gripped it in its icy embrace.

As I got closer to the beast and stopped right in front of its face, the creature couldn't even move as if in fear that one wrong move would cost it's life. Then I raised my right arm and slowly brought it down on the beast's head.

From the Manticore's point of view, it would of saw a monster of deathly proportions resting its paw on its head. Its heart started to beat faster, wishing to move but every muscle, every fiber of its existence forcing it still. It wished that it didn't leave its home to hunt today.

I heard the sound of the beast heart and smirked. I wanted to kill it and then cook its meat, devour everything, but I stopped, as I looked at the beast again and saw the terror in its eyes. The fact that it is probably begging for its life.

'Today you will not face death' I thought as I decided to spare its life. It was ignorant on which predator was on the top of the food chain, and it certainly wasn't the Manticore, it was me.

But Before I removed my hand from the beast I took a DNA sample from it by plucking one of the hairs from the fur on the top of its head. The Manticore flinched, and it began to move finally, by shaking the fear violently starting to show. Then I look it in the eye, scowling deeply, and I spoke in an ice-cold tone.

"I'm going to let you live beast. Your life will continue as it was before, but I will warn you, be careful who you cross, I am going to make a name for myself in this world and if I hear from the locals of a Manticore hurting their people". My scowl turned into a smile, "we will be having a splendid chat. And don't think you can hide because you can't".

I spoke each syllable with such intent that the Manticore just stood there unmoving. It took me a moment to realize that I was talking to a beast and that my threats were empty since it couldn't understand what I was saying. With a chuckled I patted the creature's head, it flinching at each contact that was made.

And with a sign I took that chance to leave and continue my journey towards the direction of the voices that I heard, while all the while watching as tendrils slowly rose from my hands and grasped around the lock of fur and slowly began to adsorb it into my skin.

Manticore DNA
A scorpion tail can now appear, and be utilized. Can inject any poison that resides within the user body.

After walking for at least a half hour, I thought back to when the Gourmet demon appeared. If I had one of them, then surely the other demons would be present inside my body as well. For now, though, I put aside my thought's when my stomach grumbled for food. Luckily I can warp reality and create banquets of food easily. But then I suddenly realized a huge problem, a very, very big problem.

"Fuuuuuucckk!" I swore in realization.

Due to the Gourmet cell, which has extreme regenerative and strength-enhancing qualities, present in my body, I would need to eat an enormous amount of food to satisfy my hunger. This was a massive problem because so far the biggest thing is that my appetite combine with the other three, I could easily eat away the food crops of 10 villages or more, leaving them to starve.

So using my magic, along with the memories that were still being sifted through in my mind, I came up with an ingenious plan. Using the various pools of energy and my magic, I began to cast a spell on my body to decrease my appetite while maintaining my abilities, skills and physique. Magic course across my body like a wave, the energy making me shiver as my body temperature decrease by several degrees.

After that, I ate a couple of fruits to fill my stomach. I kept on walking, taking my time to reach my goal, but as I got closer and closer, the sounds that I heard were getting clearer, louder and more erratic, violent and chaotic.

So I labelled the voices locations destination as 'Alpha' and the sounds of a lot of footsteps as 'Beta'.

As Beta reached Alpha, I started to hear sounds ranging from thundering footsteps to the shattering of glass that heralded screams of fear. I immediately picked up the pace to Alpha as I could pick up the sounds of screams and cries of pain.

More sounds invaded my superhuman senses and this time the heavy, labored flapping of wings (labelled as Epsilon) which came from the air above the two group and more footsteps (labelled as Delta) who were rapidly approaching Alpha and Beta.

When Epsilon and Delta reached Alpha and Beta, I heard the sound of metal clashing against metal, screams of pain and fear and the maniacal laughing of various individuals reaching my superhuman ears. As I made my way to Alpha, smoke and blood overwhelmed my sense of smell. Alarm shot through me, and I used "Soru" to move like a blur towards Alpha, passing the rest of the distance in seconds.

I reached the edge of the forest, and I saw a small town spread across the green plains in front of me. Buildings were burning, while some were smashed, splintered and devastated by god knows what, and others were covered in monsters from the depths of hell. I stood there trying to think what was happening but then I saw some movement. I wanted to be cautious, so I first used "Life Erase" to erase my presence. Then I hid in the shadows of the trees and broken buildings as I move closer towards the center of the village.

With my "Superhuman Vision" I was able to see going on in the town from the long distance that separated us. From what I images I could gleam, I came to the realization.

I wasn't in Kansas anymore.

Putting that aside, I focus at what was going on and what I I saw in the village sickens me which made me very, very, very angry.