A few weeks had passed since Alan had first entered this world.
This mushroom biome he had first encountered was only one of many, so far Alan had noted four different types of nature in this world, in the Mushroom biome the entire place was filled with these centipede monsters, Alan had noticed many strange creatures in the same position he was in, slowly having their energy sucked away. It seems the Mushroom itself was a perfect place for many to make shelter in, so these centipedes would infest the upper part of the mushroom and devour their prey while they slept, a fate the original monster that Alan had replaced had also entered.
Beyond the mushrooms, large violet forests full of trees similar to Maple trees would appear, this seemed to be the natural environment as Alan had encountered these places the most. Other than that there were black soot mountains with an almost demonic vigor and swamp like areas where the original bright violet in the trees had degenerated into that of a darker grapelike color.
Alan naturally avoided these areas, he had only seen a few beasts in the Violet forest he was currently living in and none of them spelled good news. In these few weeks Alan had moved from place to place in an attempt to avoid danger and finding a base, almost colliding with stronger beasts a few times though remaining unnoticed.
He had figured out a few things about himself, one was that he did not need sleep, rather it seems he could collect the energy from the lifeforms around him. If he stayed too long in one place, the red mist around him would envelop the nature and slowly cause it to wither, this way Alan had sufficiently survived this far on his own, he was originally not very tall, the centipedes he met were actually quite small compared to the other animals around, he himself couldn't even be considered 1,5 meters tall, but through surviving so far he found that he had yet to reach his maturity, having grown almost 5 centimeters in just 2 weeks.
Alan had yet to meet creatures like him, and he wondered about the average intelligence in this world.
"I really need to grow, I won't survive like this if I fail to hide myself even once" Alan inwardly nodded to himself.
He flashed back to his current position, sitting stark naked in the middle of the forest, he had been recuperating his losses ever since he met with that centipede creature. More and more of his red mist was coming back to him, devouring the very earth around him.
"I feel like I'm something akin to a parasite, feeding off the very life of nature, no wonder I haven't seen anyone like me, we must really be hated here"
Alan had yet to find anything suitable for a base, he figured it would be too dangerous to move around like he is now. But his luck was rotten, nothing but trees and flatland has been seen so far, Alan did not dare find a cave within the Black Soot mountains, fearing all the horrible atrocities taking shelter there already. All he could do was continue moving and gradually maturing his body.
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It was a sully night, Alan had been swaying through the trees like it was his natural behavior, rustling leaves could be seen through the eerie greenish moonlight, dimmed under the nighttime aesthetic. In fact, Alan could now perfectly tell the difference between night and day, at daytime, the light green shine would embellish the surrounding violet trees in a flashing display, making them appear almost toxic to the touch, at night this would be dimmed, the usual violet glow would grow much more apparent, as if not halted by the constant moon. One might be confused if this place even had a day and night cycle if they didn't notice this.
Alan was currently running, nighttime seemed to be the most active time to hunt, unnatural noises could be heard somewhere in the distance and Alan couldn't take chances.
"Why is this damn thing so persistent" Alan thought to himself. Ever since he noticed the rustling he had been moving away from the noise, it seems he was being followed.
Whether this was from pure curiosity of the stalker wasn't even a question, all the wildlife Alan had been observing so far had been animalistic at best, even the Chimps of his old world would think these creatures stupid.
Suddenly from his left side a huge force collided into Alan sending him flying into a tree.
"How did it catch up so quick?" Was all Alan could think until his left arm was completely impaled by two large tusks.
This monster seemed to resemble a boar.
Groaning and grunting, the boar had completely stuck his tusks into the large tree Alan was currently sitting in front of.
"My fucking arm, you prick!" Alan roared.
Alan was in insurmountable pain, quickly thinking of what do to in the moment led to him sticking his nails around the boar's neck, hoping to penetrate it's skin. Blood started spurting out onto him.
To Alan's surprise, the red mist started forming inside of the boar itself, withering and sucking the animal's blood, bone and marrow until there was nothing left but the dead skin and tusks hollowing Alan's arm.
All of a sudden, creaks and cracks were heard in the air. The tusks that penetrated Alan's arm were being popped out by what could be seen as his flesh closing.
"Is my arm regenerating?" Alan was overjoyed.
If this was the current strength his body possessed, he wouldn't have any hope of surviving without maturing, but now everything changed.
"To think my cells would actually have regenerative properties, this isn't something encountered on earth, must be this red mist at play". What was before a struggle, now seemed to be evenly handed. Alan could only imagine what further properties this new body of his would have hidden inside it.
Standing up and quickly examining himself, Alan's best hope was to find a base of operations. The boar was dried out, only a hunk of skin could be seen.
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