Reincarnated as a chicken

Black Wolf

Larm Forest was a very dangerous place. So dangerous that humans dare not step foot in it. Well, it was human nature to step foot into the unknown regardless of the amount of danger. So, why exactly did no one dare step foot here?

It was due to the presence of five powerful creatures known as the Tyrants of Larm. These tyrants all possessed immense power and were said to be able to take down whole adventurer guilds by themselves. It was rumoured that the strongest of these Tyrants could take down an entire nation if they so pleased.

There was a nation that had suffered from a Tyrant's wrath before and this was a well-known fact. No one wanted to introduce such a monstrosity into their lives, so they dared not bother with Larm.

Right now, in the West, its resident Tyrant could smell a blossoming fire. The discoloured creature got off its arse and picked up a massive club that was twice its size and walked towards the entrance of its cave. When it got there, the sun was not visible. It was night time. Yet, the forest was bright. It could see and smell smoke. Tiny animals were running about, none daring to go near its cave, but they were running around.

The Tyrant sniffed the air, and it tilted its head to one side, confused. There was a forest fire, but strangely no humans. In fact, the forest fire shouldn't have been possible with the way the trees in the forest were. It was like the trees were willingly burning themselves.

The Tyrant put their hand in their nose, picking out boogers. With an annoyed yawn, the Tyrant kicked off to go investigate. Not as fast as a lightning strike, but very close. The Tyrant of West was going to meet a seemingly very boring sight.

Little did the Mad Witch of the West know that she was about to have her entire life turned upside down.

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'Keke... My plan to annihilate this damned black wolf was underway! Kuro, my greatest nightmare! You shall suffer greatly!'

My excellent plan to defeat that wolf was a simple one that didn't matter on the wolf's stats. I would be bringing the fight to my home field which was currently covered in poison that my resistance had grown to the point of me not even noticing its effects.

Still, I was hungry since I didn't get to eat anything. So I went into the forest to go hunting. I found a giant centipede today. I didn't know why, but the centipede reminded me of something.

Not caring much, I simply killed it and ate it. I acquired the skills [Feelers], [Sensors] and [Poison Claws]. With feelers, the antenna-like thing on my head became something like a detector. I could tell the taste of things as well as smell within a simply range of 10m. Sensors also acted in a way that let me know on pure instinct whether my opponent was stronger than I was or weaker. It was practically [Prey Instinct], but a modified version seeing as [Prey Instinct] automatically integrated into it.

What made [Sensors] better was the fact that it didn't inflict the [Fear] status into me.

This was where I explained status effects. So this world really was sort of like a video game.

You see, everyone has a status. Your status affects your stats and abilities sometimes. For example, if I had the status [Desperate], there is a 25 percent chance that my stats would go up for a short amount of time. Like an adrenaline boost.

Then there was the skills themselves. Sure a skill can be effective if used smartly, but there is the option of combining skills to produce an outcome that the skills were not originally intended for. That's what makes skills the most dangerous part of this world. How they can be used, but could also injure you if you didn't have a counter for them.