Staring down at the mangled corpse of the lepoy, Afilada was feeling good. Not just good, she was feeling amazing. The lepoy was one of the most dangerous creatures on Corell. It was a five meter long lizard that was almost as thick around as she was tall. Each tooth in its massive set of jaws was as long as one of her fingers.

  Her identify skill had listed it as a rare creature but the fight had been epic. Beating up the other corellians had gotten boring fast. She still did it, but this was the feeling she was chasing. The blood pumping, the heat in her veins, the knowledge that one wrong move could be her last. She pulled her sword from its skull.

  The blue blade slid out easily. It was made of a special alloy that had recently been discovered before the integration. She had to kill a party of five fighters to take it from them. At the time fighting all five by herself would have been beyond her, but she had her own group following her around.

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  There were now two tiger people, four cheetah people, a bear person, and a rhino person who looked to her to lead them. There had been others who wanted to join but they were too pathetic for her to allow that. One of them had offered a rare hunter class stone to her in exchange, but she just tore the squirrel person's head off and took the stone from its corpse.

  Day two was almost over but she could see her whole life stretched out in front of her. Her Path was an almost physical thing stretching onward. She knew what her destiny was. There would be many challengers on the way who she would leave broken behind her. No power could stop her. She would wade through all the blood and fire climbing a mountain of skulls until she sat at the top, looking down on the world from her throne.