《Reincarnation as ???》Chapter 2 - Life as A Worm
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When I wake up, I am no longer an ant.
Instead, I am now a worm.
Wow, what a major improvement, am I right? Ahahahahaha...
...Yeah, this sucks.
As a worm, my movement slows considerably. I am limited to move by crawling on my belly, unlike an ant who has legs.
And I no longer possess a natural weapon to defend myself with like the ant's stinger.
Oh well, at least my size has increased. Now I'd say it's about 50 times bigger than a normal ant. Pretty big for a worm.
I see the remaining ants scattering about around me, confused on the disappearance of their queen and the existence of a worm in her place.
I suppose I might as well partake in this dessert.
I slowly move my now sluggish body towards them, opening my mouth in the intention to swallow them whole. However, I fail to do so due to the fact that they are smart enough to tell my murderous intent and the fact that they are much faster than me in movement.
Being a worm really, really sucks.
But then, a certain thought suddenly crosses my mind.
That being a worm makes you able to suck hard.
Literally.
A vacuum appears inside my mouth, sucking in the air in front of it, and in turn, the running ants. Its force is sufficient enough to suck nearly all the ants without any problem, leaving only the faraway ants that are too far gone to be sucked in already.
If its this kind of suck, then I can get behind it.
Now, my next course of action is clear; to go to other ant nests and devour all the ants there. It should be easy with this fancy new ability of mine.
But first, I should clear out this place.
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After spending half a day hunting down any remaining rebellious ants that refuse to enter the glorious empire that is my stomach,, I head out in search for another ant nest to feed off. Carefully, I hide myself from the watchful gaze of the birds above by camouflaging myself among the greeneries, seeing how I'm green myself. When one of them would fly too close to my position, I would quickly dug a hole to the ground and hide myself there.
Really, this whole thing feels like I'm playing a stealth game. Never really was a fan of them myself, preferring games where you can just beat the crap out of your enemies, preferably in a badass way.
One day, I will grow big enough to devour you all. So you just watch out, you birds. Your days are numbered.
And thus a month passes, with me having committed systematic cleansing on about fifty ant nests. My wriggling body has also grown much bigger. Now it's around the size of three pens standing side by side. The birds no longer dare to harass me, though I still can't get to them either with their wing flap strength outmatching my sucking power.
With this larger body, I can get a better view on the forest where I got reincarnated. It seems to be some sort of tropical forest. I am lucky it doesn't seem to have a high rain rate since rain droplets is still quite painful for me.
I am also thankful for the fact that it is tropical, meaning I don't have to deal with winter. I don't even know what worms do at winter. Just lay down and die, I suppose?
With no more ant nest around, I move to the food above the trees. I can eat the leaves but I still prefer eating the various worms and bugs thriving on them.
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After another few weeks, I finally get big enough to eat bird egg.
Perhaps I can yet harm the birds themselves, but I can harm their precious children.
And I can't imagine just how much of a boost to my growth a bird egg will give.
So I scheme to wait until the birds leave their nest in search of food. And at the moment where no one is looking, I crawl to one of the eggs, open my mouth wide, and swallow the damn thing whole.
It tastes absolutely delicious.
With my bulging stomach, I climb downwards, going straight away to my hidey-hole.
And then, I feel it once more. The irresistible sensation of drowsiness.
It's time for me to evolve once more.
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