Coming into sense

It was a cold and unforgiving feeling. Each moment carried a wave of pain to his mind. Like some mad doctor cracking his skull with a sharp saw. Memories of rage and uncontrollable hunger echoed inside his mind like a deep parasite.

He tried to fight the pain. His sheer resolve of wanting to take control brought the light to his mind. Slowly, he took the beast's will and ripped it apart. Bit by bit, he remained unchanged during the process.

Some of the beast's characteristics were etched onto his mind, corroding his inner soul. But he fought on, his drive for control was stronger than the rage of the beast.

Over time, he won.

Ah!

Murmurs came out of his mouth.

It is dark. And salty.

He was lying on the white sand, naked, occasionally small waves of seawater came toward his head. Cooling down his body which was being heated under the raging sun.

He got up and the vision returned to his eyes immediately. He looked around and noted that he was on an unknown beach. He didn't see humans or any traits of man-made marks.

He looked down and tried to make sense of the situation. His eyes widened in surprise as he noticed the numerous scars on his body. Especially around his arms and legs.

He touched the rough scars.

How did they appear? Was it body the taste of that figure? Strange!

He sighed and let off the matter for now. Because right now, he was in an unknown place. He dashed toward the forest as the sun was giving him a strong heat wave. The heat was bearable but he didn't want to assess the situation naked on the beach.

He still had human pride after all.

Wow! I don't know if I am this fast. Seem like the figure gives me some gift.

With a newfound physical condition, he quickly arrived at the forest. He took a long and thick tree vein. Wrapping around his private part, he decided to climb the highest tree near him.

Due to his abnormal physical strength, he reached the top in a minute. The first thing he saw was two rocky peaks at the centre of the forest. He squinted his eyes for a better range.

So this is an island. I see some smoke over there. Should I head over there? The best outcome will be I meet some intelligent life form like me. Warmth and kind.

The worst outcome is getting killed.

He sighed in a low voice.

I will hide in the shadows and observe that place. I believe I can do that. I just need to stay hidden.

He gathered his thoughts and came down from the top. Before he headed in the direction of the smoke, he decided to look around the area. He won't go to that place without any weapons.

That would be suicide. So first, he gathered a thick tree branch and swung around for a strength test.

This will be my close-range weapon.

He then walked around and started collecting thick tree veins. There was no plan for that but he knew this would have some usage.

As he was roaming around on the edge of the forest, he heard some movement in the brushes. He remained calm and stayed hidden under the tree. In case some creature appeared he could climb up the tree.

He didn't have to wait for that long as the creature appeared. Its body was covered in a black strip. He immediately knew the creature.

Tiger?

So this place is kind of similar to my world. Although this tiger has some kind of scale around its back and is the size of a car, it is the same.

He cursed at his bad luck.

Climbing up the tree is useless. Tiger can climb the tree even better than me. Oh, well, I can stay hidden from its sight. I just hope my scent doesn't reach its nose.

He slowly moved his body to the side, trying to get out of the tiger's sight. He then slowed down his breath and stayed calm. He wasn't afraid of his scent being caught by the tiger because he just got out of the sea and his body was currently covered by the nature product.

He closed his eyes for a second and prayed for himself.

It felt like time was moving very slowly, he clenched the thick tree brunch. Tiger moved passed the tree he was hiding and suddenly stopped.

A strange feeling arose inside his head. His heart pumping so hard that it echoed near his ears.

Trusting a strange feeling, he rolled to the side. A craw ripped apart the tree trunk. The tree landed straight and a roar came from the tiger.

Thank god, I don't roll straight ahead. Otherwise, I will be crushed under the tree.

He immediately collected his breath and got up, straightened his back and took the position for attack. Although he never fought an animal, he had survived in a gang.

Here or there. It is all the same. The rule of the jungle applies everywhere. I need to show that I am not weak prey. I need to project an image of the hunter.

The tiger howled and stared intensely into his eyes. They both locked into each other for a brief minute.

Tiger suddenly opened its mouth in an instant, reaching straight to his neck, revealing a set of sharp fangs and thick saliva that was constantly gushing out.

At the same time, he threw himself to the side. He was fast enough to escape from the tiger assault.

Turning around immediately, he gathered the strength and swung the tree brunch. It broke into pieces due to his strength and tiger's skin.