Picking
mushrooms seems like a cop out when it comes to starting your role as
a hunter; couldn't a field expert do it instead? Well whatever the
reason, you're out in the ancient forest picking special mushrooms
today so it should give plenty of time to consider what monster
you'll hunt next. You only got a little time before being shoved into
the new world and the sword and board was the only weapon you could
acclimate to quick enough. You're a new face among new faces so it
didn't exactly help

It
was a nice walk through the mire. Not a lot of people would consider
it, but you liked the long grass and wide open plains. A cool wind
blows, you could only shiver in hopes you stay warm, rubbing your
hands rapidly over your arms. With an exhale and more shivering, you
continue onward, the cloud above giving way to a moment of sunshine
and warmth. It wasn’t terribly eventful, you were going to visit
your favorite hill then return home, thinking about that pile of
sticks you’ve arranged i

(Warning.
This contains painful digestion and conscious disposal. The prey
still has a mind after digestion. If this bothers you look away.)
(This
is a continuation of “Ghost Girl”)
The
struggles continue as you press your head up agaist the upper stomach
wall, trying to wedge your head through once again. You press with
all your might, stretching the belly, yet the opening doesn’t give.
A loud groan comes from below, the acids burning your skin with white
hot pain. You cry out in agony, t