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He bit the dead monster's neck.
He tore off the tough and thick layer of fur, bit of a big chunk of flesh off of the monster's neck.
"Haa...haa...mfff." He huffed as he chewed the monster flesh and resisted the urge to vomit because it was too disgusting.
He knew he'd die if he didn't eat, so he forced himself to eat the monster flesh. He only stopped eating when his stomach was completely full and when it was bit bloated.
"Haa...haa...haa." He panted as he slumped back, and then he remembered that his family hadn't eaten anything yet, so he dashed again, grabbed the sack he'd left near the tree, and dashed again until he reached their tent, without a single break.
"Huff...huff...huff." He huffed and fell unconscious right in front of the tent.
THUMP
*
"Mh... Hm?" Eshwar jolted awake and stared at his family members who were in front of him.
"Are you alright?" A bearded man asked in a hoarse voice, he had dark brown eyes and hair with a warm smile on his face, his name was Vishnu, Eshwar's father.
"Pa." Eshwar mumbled and nodded his head.
"Brother!!" A 4 feet tall girl jumped on him, she had bright green eyes and light blonde shoulder length hair, her name was Luna, Eshwar's little sister. Eshwar returned Luna's warm hug tightly.
"What happened? Why were you bleeding? Didn't you say you would be out of trouble?" A woman with black eyes and hair asked Eshwar in a stern tone as she sat straight crossed legged on the ground while staring at Eshwar, she was Elena, his mother.
"Ah!" He looked down on his chest and noticed that he was bandaged with the torn clothes.
".... Ma, I was on my way back with the food when a wolf suddenly attacked me for food, so I had to run around and distract it before returning here, and this wound I have here is because of that wolf, so I'm fine there nothing is wrong, and I managed to perfectly escape from it." He said with a satisfied smile because he came up with that reason then and there.
"....." Elena furrowed her brows at him and stared at him for a brief moment before shaking her head.
"Haha, ha." He looked around, avoiding eye contact and laughed drily.
"Haa, anyway, be careful." She mumbled with a sigh.
"Yes, ma." Eshwar smiled brightly and replied.
*
Five months later.
"Putui... Know your place, you son of a bit*h." With a glare, Eshwar spat out blood and said to the dead human. The human beneath Eshwar's leg had his left arm severed and a blunt hit which had crushed half of his head, while Eshwar had small scratches on his face and arms that were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The man beneath Eshwar's leg had picked a fight with him for food and died before he could even fight properly.
Suddenly, Eshwar felt a shiver run down his spine, and the memory of his happy family flashed through his mind.
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"Hm?" Eshwar instantly frowned.
"Huh?" His breath had turned white, and a wave of freezing cold air swept through on him, and he dashed against it, because his family was on that side, and the breeze that cruised past him could easily blow off the tent, and there would be nothing to protect them.
Then a huge wave of white cloud appeared from a distance, he squinted his eyes at the white cloud that was fast approaching and blinked because it was a little too cold for him to handle, and the next movement the white cloud was right in front of him and engulfed him whole as he lost consciousness.
*
Hours later.
"Gasp! Cough....cough, cough, cough??" He jolted awake and coughed in cold, continuously.
"Ah...." 'Everything seemed to come to a halt for him' when he was engulfed by a thick blanket of snow that had engulfed everything and everyone he could see from the spot he laid on. Half of his body was covered in snow, but he didn't care because the first thing that came to mind was his family.
He jumped to his numb feet and dashed forward, having no idea where he was or where he was going, but he just wanted to know where they were and if they were safe.
He ran for half a day with tears streaming down his cheeks, not stopping until he passed out from exhaustion. He then woke up after regaining some strength and dashed again, this time his knees wobbled and forced him to his knees, he looked around in daze and saw a ton of debris that seemed to be poking out of the thick blanket of snow, and not a single life was felt in any of his surroundings as he dashed his way here.
"Ah... Arrrrrrggggghhhh!!!" Eshwar screamed at the top of his lungs and punched at the snow, which gradually hardened as he continued to punch, and then his knuckles began to bleed as his skin tore off due to the cold and his knuckles were crushed due to his continuous punches, the white snow in front of him had already turned red due to his blood, and he fell unconscious again, this time due to profuse bleeding.
*
Two months later.
As he moved to find his family, he hunted and ate monsters that stood in his way. Yes, he had not given up on finding his family yet.
The monster he found frequently were a weird looking lizardman-like hybrid which are called 'Dinosaurs' according to Eshwar.
He then began to talk to himself in order to keep himself sane, because he was already on the verge of insanity; one could say that his talking to himself is a type of treatment he devised for himself. In any unbelievable situation, even if he was about to die, he would speak to himself and chuckle every once in a while.
And then another two years passed in this manner, and Eshwar found himself in front of a location where he saw a white-coloured dragon arrive, and he dubbed that location 'The Dragon's lair' from the moment he saw the Dragon enter a cave on the mountain to rest.
"...." Isha saw Eshwar talking to himself with a warm smile, even though he had been through a lot, he held on strong, she thought as she stared at him as an indescribable emotion enveloped her heart and somewhere inside she knew that if that curse had worked properly on her, she wouldn't have been able to treat Eshwar the same because she understood that the strange throbbing pain she felt previously was Eshwar's, though she didn't know how such a thing was possible, so she concluded that the 'Curse,' whatever that was, it was responsible for it and she determined herself that she would break it if she could return back.
[...What are you.....a human?] A cold hoarse voice sounded from the Dragon's lair.
"!" Isha opened her eyes wide and snapped her head to face the lair as an extremely painful feeling appeared near her heart.
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