It hungry. Little it there. It follow little it. Little it stops. Little it eats green it. It jumps little it. Little it squeals. Little it struggles. It bites down harder. Little it gets weaker. Little it stops struggling. It eats. Glass rock in little it. Glass rock food? Glass rock food! It grows bigger, stronger. It is hungry. It moves into the green its. It can feel the little its around It. It comes to edge of green its. An other it jumps on the little its! It quickly moves behind other it and bites its throat. Red water pours into Its mouth. Other it struggles. Other it claws It. Other it is stronger than It, but it has bitten the throat. It bites harder and waits for other it to die. Other it grows weaker and dies. It eats. Other it has bigger glass rock than little it! It eats glass rock from little it and other it. It feels ready to grow bigger, stronger, and smarter. It goes into hole under tall brown it. It covers hole with green its, curls up, and sleeps.

It wakes up later on. It feels hungry again, but it stops and looks down at itself. It has thick skin and four legs. Its legs-end split into three forward claws and one backward claw. It is smaller than other it was. It knows that other it would have won if It had not surprised other it. It is not as strong, but It is smarter. It will not hunt in the open, it will watch instead. It climbs a big brown it to reach one of its arms. It lies on the big brown it and watches the its below. The little its eat green its. Green its eat…. Nothing? Green its must be the weakest. Other its eat little its, but not green its. Green its must not be food for other its. If green its are not food for other its, then they are not food for it. Then there is a big it. It hunts other its and eats little its. Big it is dangerous. It sees that big It is faster than Other its. It notices something. An other it ate an other it. The other it grew into a big it! So if It eats enough its, then it will grow into a Big It? It knows there is only one way to find out. It quickly jumps down and hides in the green its.

It senses an other it passing by. It quickly leaps forward to bite other it’s neck. But other it hears It coming and turns its head toward It! Other it looks different from It. Other it has fur covering it and is red. Other it doesn’t have claws, but it has two horns! It quickly moves away from the horns. The two face off. It moves from side to side to test how fast other it is. Other it is slower, but other it charges! Other it moves its head downward and aims its horns at It. It quickly moves to the side and then uses its claws to tear into other its side. Other it squeals in pain. It quickly moves back. Other it is hurt but still a great danger to It. Other it snorts and closes slowly. It moves back carefully watching other it and sensing Its surroundings. It chose the spot for the ambush well and no other its are nearby, but it can’t let it drag on for too long. Eventually an other it will come across them. Looking at other it, It quickly has an idea. It charges right at other it. Other it lowers its head to impale It with its horns, but It jumps over other Its horns at the last second, landing on other its back. It bites down on other it and rend other it’s back. Other it slams It into a brown it. Other it turns and gores It with its horns. It screeches in agony as other its horns impale It. It focuses and bites down on other its neck. Slowly, other it dies allowing it to slide off other its horn. It feels the wounds are bad, but not fatal. It eats part of other it and then devours other its glass rock. It feels the need to sleep again. It returns to its burrow and sleeps after covering its tracks.

He wakes up feeling stronger. Looking down at himself, he can see that he has grown. He stands slightly taller and his legs and neck are much thicker and he has grown a thick tail. His skin is showing signs of hardening and two horns sprout from the side of his head. Unlike the other its horns that pointed straight forward, his horns curve down and come to wicked points level with his jaw. If he crosses his eyes he can see small horns beginning to grow in a line down his nose and up his head. He immediately realizes weaknesses of his body. As his battle with other it shows, he is too slow to dodge all blows now. He needs thicker hide like the trees and rocks. He squirms out of the hole. And realizes that he needs to pick a new place to grow. He looks around, his head just peeking over the tall grass. He sees that he is in a large clearing by a lake. There is a forest to his back, but he can see much larger its fighting for supremacy there. He is looking for something with a strong coat… By the beach he sees a group of its that have grown shells. They are very slow and only eat plants. He carefully makes his way over to a wayward one. He tries clawing it, but its shell is too hard and thick. The it has crawled inside of its shell, protecting itself completely. He is puzzled and doesn’t know what to do until he sees a big it further down the beach flip the it and eat its insides. Quickly he mimics the action and gores the shelled it with his horns while viciously biting at its insides. Soon he has reached the glass core and devours it. He does not feel tired however. He realizes that the shelled it was to weak to count as a real kill. His eyes turn to the big it slowly making its way down the beach, killing shelled its as it goes.

The big it has a shell like the shelled its, but unlike them, it has longer legs and a vicious hooked beak. It is too big to fight normally, but if he can get under it somehow… He has an idea. He hides in the empty shell of the it he just ate and waits. Eventually, the big it comes over. He can sense it but also feels its steps draw closer and closer. Finally he feels it greedily flip the shell over leaving him behind. He throws his head up, biting and goring the big it in the throat. The big it bellows in agony. It pulls its head back inside its shell and stomps forward looking to crush him with its weight. He hops back, faster than it. Slowly he begins to circle looking for a weakness.He can see blood flowing from the big its neck, but the wound is clearly starting to heal. He needs to get under it. He charges at its limbs forcing it to go back into its shell. Then he tries to flip it over. Sadly it’s too big for him. If he can’t get over it, then he must go under! He quickly begins to dig under the big it, clawing at it whenever it tried to leave its shell. Eventually it decided to wait him out and stopped trying to leave. He worked tirelessly, digging a wide deep hole under half the big it. When the hole was finished, he quickly moved to the big its other side and flipped it off the edge it was lying on, letting gravity do the rest. The big it desperately reached its head out and tried to keep him away from its soft underbelly. He approaches it from its tail side and use his claws to rip open the big its soft underbelly. As the fight fades from the big its eyes he quickly burrows his snout in it looking for its core. When he finds it, he immediately devours it. He feels a slight need to sleep, but it’s not as great as the other times. He concludes that he has to hunt more.

He makes his way down the beach, killing the big shelled its and devouring their cores until he comes upon a bigger shelled it. It is many times larger than the big its, so he knew there was no way for him to hunt it. Yet. So he continues on. He sees no more big its and becomes cautious. He quickly moves into the grasses beside the beach and expands his sense to feel what was ahead of him. He feels a massive source of energy, but in a very small body. Curious, he carefully makes his way over to it. Ten feet away from it he stops observing it. Unlike all the other its he had seen before, this one only has two legs.it is about his height and made out of rocks. Its core is huge and on the outside forming a large part of his torso. It also had two not-legs. Whenever it raised one of these, rocks and dirt would move in the direction it pointed in. Currently it had killed a big it, and was now bashing its shell apart with stones . He feels a hunger for that its core. He quietly gets closer, and finally rushes forward, spearing it on his horns. But the rock it is tough and his core is hard to eat. The rock it swings a not-leg bashing him back and then begins focusing his stones on him. He doesn’t have a shell like the big it so each blow is agonizing, but he keeps moving forward. The flow of stones intensifies and they get sharper, piercing into his skin. He knows that if he doesn’t get through, he will die. One step at a time he weathers the crushing blows and finally reaches the rock it. With his final powers he bites down on the core devouring it and killing the rock it. Dragging himself to the big shelled it, he slumps down and digs a shallow groove for himself under it before falling into a deep sleep.

He wakes up to pitch black he can feel himself but not his body. Confused, he wonders what happened

Suddenly a blue window appears:

Congratulations you have the necessary requirements to evolve into a race! Please Choose your race.

Three beings appear. He looks carefully at the potential races.

First is the Wyrm Burrower. It only has two front legs but they are much thicker, suitable for digging faster and springing forward suddenly as an ambush. It has a larger powerful jaw, and four hook like appendages attached to its neck.

A window appears:

Wyrm Burrower: a relatively strong race of ambush predators. They live underground and jump up out of their burrows to grab prey. Low Intelligence, but a vast variety of evolution options. S class growth.

Then the second race is a bigger shelled it. Unlike the big shelled it and shelled it, it has thick ridges on its head and a slight aura of energy around it.

A new window appears in front of it:

War Turtle: A large mystic member of the turtle race. Uses magic and its shell to defend itself. There are two evolution chains, and it has a high intelligence. S class growth.

Finally there was the third choice.

It looked like a bigger, stronger him. Its horns were thicker and made of rocks, and its body was covered by thick greyish-brown plate-like scales. A row of bone spikes traveled down its neck splitting into three rows of stone spikes that travelled down its back. Its tail ended in two heavy bludgeoning spikes. Its underside was shielded by large seemingly impenetrable scales that were a rocky dark grey color.

A final window appears:

Earth Dragon: A rare variant race of wingless Dragons. The earth dragons are heavily armored and well versed in earth magic. Unlike other dragons, there base evolutions does not have a breath weapon. To make up for this they have very high magic resistance. They have a varied evolution tree and full sentience. SS class growth

He immediately eliminates the War turtle. It is far too slow and cumbersome to effectively hunt anything. Ultimately he discounted the Burrower as well. Its low intelligence would hinder him greatly and ultimately, ambushing was just too risky.

So he chose the dragon.

After he chose, a window appeared:

Congratulations you are now an Earth Dragon (lvl 1)! You now have access to your stats. As an Earth Dragon you have gained two new racial passives. You have also gained (Basic Earth manipulation). Now awakening Sentience…

A piercing pain enters my head and I black out...