《white ape chronicles》


 Growing up

    ¡®Ugh, my head. It feels like I just went through a blender.¡¯ The man started holding his head and groaning. He was nauseous and felt like throwing up. Only after a few minutes his head started to feel a bit better and he opened his eyes.


    ¡®What the hell, I can¡¯t see, why is everything so blurry.¡¯ He tried to look around but all he could see were blotches of white and grey. The brightness was intense so he had to hold his hand to his eyes.


    ¡°Wait! What is this.¡¯ He pulled his hand away trying to see it but his eyes still failed him. But he could feel something wrong with it. It felt bigger but also lighter than it was before, like he wasn¡¯t in his own skin. ¡®It feels like I¡¯m wearing a mascot¡­ what the fuck? what is this? I¡¯m supposed to be in my bed.¡¯ The last thing he could remember was going to bed after an uneventful day in his home. He wasn¡¯t there anymore and now he just felt wrong, he had phantom limbs and couldn¡¯t control anything.


    Calming down, he began to focus, feeling his body. He had two hands, two legs and a head so that was fine. However, his hands had extra joints in them and were far longer than before. His arms felt extra jointed too and were nearly the length of his body. When he wiggled his toes they felt like hands to him as well and his legs were short and stubby but thick as tree trunks. That¡¯s where the similarities ended, other peculiarities began. At the end of each appendage was a savage claw, his teeth felt sharp as knives and his snout was elongated like a baboon. Great amounts of hair coverrd him. Everywhere except the eyes, snout, belly, and the palms of his hands were covered in nearly 2 inches of thick fur. ¡®Oh my god what am I!¡¯ He screamed but what came out of his mouth was a juvenile screech.


    ¡°Grauah, grauah!¡± What answered him was a growling purr as he felt himself being picked up, cradled close to something. He tensed at first in confusion but then he calmed down. Something was put in his mouth and by reflex he started sucking. ¡®Milk! If this is milk then, then I must be, I must be a baby!¡¯ After his revelation he became far too tired and gave in to sleep.


    Sometime later, He awoke and tried once again to look around this time his eyes were much better than before and could make out his surroundings. Above him were rocks and to his sides were white tufts of fur. He felt exceedingly warm and somewhat uncomfortable so he tried to stand up but it was a futile effort he only managed to move his hand again to his face. ¡®Dammit it¡¯s still the same¡¯ In front of him was a wide, white furred hand with sharp claws and black palms. They still had extra jonts and it felt to him like he was wearing really comfortable gloves as if his regular hand was inside.


    ¡®It looks like an ape¡¯s hand¡¯ he thought. He then started to think. The last thing he could remember was going to bed in his room. He was just an average college graduate with a minimum wage job and a rented room. His name was Jason drake. ¡®Ok That seems right. I can remember my life and times so what happened. Did I die? That¡¯s stupid I don¡¯t believe in a soul. If I¡¯m dead and am in another body, doesn¡¯t that mean, I reincarnated!?¡¯ As this realization dawned on him he was a little miffed. ¡°At least I didn¡¯t meet any gods on my way to this ape body or man would they get an earful.¡¯


    Stopping his thoughts, Jason tried once again to look around but it was as futile as before only a rocky ceiling and white fur was beside him so he did what he did last time and screamed.


    ¡°Heeeeeaaahhhhh!¡± Jason tried to say help but it still felt like he was wearing a fur suit and his tongue started flopping around without listening to him. ¡®Stupid body. Got to get control of it.¡¯ Jason Reprimanded himself and waited for an answer.


    ¡°AaaaaaaaH!¡± When he saw what came to him he literally pissed himself and started crying. It was a hulking behemoth that towered to the top of the rocky ceiling. Like himself it was a white furred ape like creature but it had two gigantic bladed tusks that stuck out of the top lip of its slightly elongated snout. With hulking muscular arms three times the size of a gorilla¡¯s and sapphire eyes with red pupils. It also had two giant sets of teats that were the only thing that hinted it was female.


    It looked at Jason for a moment seemingly curious of his fright even looking backwards to see if the baby had seen something scary. ¡®It¡¯s you, you fucking monstrosity!¡¯ He shouted in his mind but all that came out was a whimper. Seemingly shrugging she once again turned back and started a growling purr that he had remembered from before. Now that he had gathered his thoughts he surmised that this was his mother not some huge predator that wanted to eat him and let her pick him up. He was tiny compared to her and his entire body could fit into her palm. But Instead of cradling him she first grabbed a handful of snow and set about washing the pee from his fur.


    ¡®Well this is embarrassing¡¯ He scrunched his nose but then relaxed and let it happen. Then Jason realized to his amazement that the ground was covered completely in snow. ¡®Why don¡¯t I feel Cold¡¯ he started to look around more and discovered he was now in a cave. The ceiling was scratch marked rock looking like it had been dug out by claws. And the bottom haft was covered in white snow. Where he had been sleeping was just a corner with three other baby monsters snuggled into white fur balls on top of a mound of snow.


    ¡®Seems my new species thrives in the snow.¡¯ He looked at the entrance but all he could see were rapid winds full of ice zooming past. It was a full on blizzard. He couldn¡¯t see a male so maybe good ol¡¯ dad doesn¡¯t care for the young in this species or he¡¯s out hunting.


    His Mothers hands were rough, thick hide that could probably stop a bullet. Finally after she was done with the cleaning she began to feed him once again. It was an annoying reflex of the body and he started sucking vigorously. Then after getting sleepy once more he fell asleep once again.


    This same pattern carried on for another week. Jason could barely move and every time he tried to get used to his body he failed miserable. He realized that his soul and mind must be human mainly because of the fact that he kept feeling like he was a full human inside his body. Although everyday a new connection was made and it started to feel less and less like wearing a mascot. He would grow a little bit but it was still hard to get any sort of scale on his situation. After all he could be the size of a human baby or he could be the size of a mountain and his species were titans. Or, he could be an ant, which would suck. His density felt normal and he wasn¡¯t moving super quickly or slowly which would be a telltale sign of size but then again he could be in a completely different universe for all he knew where even physical laws were different.


    Eventually he gave up questioning his surroundings because it got him nowhere. His siblings were no help either they seemed docile enough but he would sometimes get a sharp claw stuck in his side or a kick to the face when one of them squirmed, which would hurt like hell even though his thick hide would prevent them from drawing blood. Then they¡¯d screech in his ear and piss and shit themselves right next to him. The mother would always clean them after, it still sucked for him.


    Jason also never saw a father anywhere either so he assumed that the male of the species wasn¡¯t involved in child rearing. But he didn¡¯t really care too much even though he was curious to see if a fully grown male looked even more threatening than his titanic mother¡­ although he doubted it.


    ¡®Guh finally I can move!¡¯ After another month Jason had finally gotten a little bit of control over his body and was able to crawl, but he had seen from his mother that this was actually just full blown walking since she was always on all fours like a gorilla anyway. He was now twice as big as he was and could make up the entire hand of his mother. So now he could start moving about as he wished and so could his siblings. During this period he also realized his mother never left the den and always stayed mostly sleeping near the entrance and never left. He could also see that she was slowly starting to lose a little bit of weight becoming leaner and showing even more of the bristling muscles underneath her fur.


    ¡®Ha-ha finally I can start something I¡¯ve always wanted.¡¯ After finally getting enough coordination the first thing that Jason did was go to the side of the rocky wall and probe the stoney interior with his fore claw. Then with a little bit of force the rock gave way and he was able to gouge out a hole. It amazed him at how tough his claws were and how immensely strong he was. To simply gouge out a hole in solid rock was pure exhilaration to him.


    ¡®Yes, yes, yes!!¡¯ He screeched in joy. The word however was still unintelligible. He had tried communication with his mother before, trying to gage her intelligence, but she just gave him wicked grins if she found his antics amusing and growling purrs if he was upset with her. Maybe she just didn¡¯t care about baby talk. But if his newfound family was merely of animal intelligence he probably wouldn¡¯t stay long.


    The screech earned him a silent glance from her as well but she disregarded it. He looked at his own claw that didn¡¯t have a scratch on it. It was denser than iron and sharper then the best blade. also he had a cold sweat thinking about how his own siblings had repeatedly used him as a scratching post. This also meant he wasn¡¯t to be trifled with in defense either.


    After experimenting with his claws he finally went closer to the cave entrance and his mother. His senses of hearing, sight, and smell were many times greater than before but his taste had been dulled considerably. He realized this from when his milk tasted like water. Maybe this was also an adaptation, but he really didn¡¯t like not being able to taste.


    Later he also tried to get a good look outside, approaching the entrance to the cave. However when he got to a certain distance his mother growled a real growl, not the cooing baby talk of before but a threat that shook the whole cave, gaining the fear and attention from his sibligs as well. He got scared at that and fell back on his butt. this was the first time she¡¯d been angry at all and he really didn¡¯t want to piss this thing off.


    Once he had stopped she simply snorted and went back to sleep. He got the message to not go passed her so he just stopped and looked past her. But again all he could see was snow and ice. The boredom was going to kill him eventually. He wondered how long the hibernation was going to last. ¡®Maybe until I¡¯m fully grown?¡¯


    Finally, after another month had passed Jason had nearly tripled in size. Over the course of this month Jason hadn¡¯t been aloud outside by his mother at all and he wasn¡¯t going to risk offending her. So in this time Jason had done other things. He realized quickly how fast he was adapting and how strong he was becoming. He along with his other siblings could use their claws to dig straight through the rock and create tunnels and rooms. His were the best though since he had knowledge of his previous world he was able to shape a cubic room of his own with pillars to reinforce the ceiling, a bench and a stone bed which he packed snow onto to keep it soft. Jason¡¯s family however just shrugged it off and made the same circular caverns as his mother had. ''Hmph, Troglodytes.'' They were very solitary as well all of the siblings, although not averse to interacting with each other, would often actively ignore each other. Once the separate rooms and tunnels had been established there was even less interaction, excluding mealtime.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Jason hadn¡¯t been completely oblivious to them and tried to get along, they were his only source of entertainment after all. He had one brother and two sisters, making them an even bunch. His brother which he had named Tooth had very odd and gnarly shaped teeth which stuck out in many different directions, hence the name. He also had straighter claws then Jason¡¯s own hooked ones that made hanging from the ceiling a bit harder for Tooth as he¡¯d have to always angle them. This resulted in his burrows having lower ceilings then the rest, but a wider interior so as not to be outdone.


    One of Jason¡¯s sister¡¯s, he just called hairy, because unlike the other three who had black underbellies, feet, hands and faces, she was completely covered in snow white fur showing only the eyes. Her other features were the same as his hooked claws and good dentistry. His other sister was just like him except her fur was longer around the neck making a mane so he just called her cat. It didn¡¯t matter much though as they didn¡¯t speak and mostly identified each other by scent, as each had their own unique yet familiar one. All of their eyes were the exact same sapphire with red pupils same as him. Jason had once spotted his reflection in an icicle and was once again reminded that he had turned into a monstrous cross between a spider monkey, baboon, gorilla and bigfoot. How the hell was he supposed to talk to anyone with that mug.


    Then one day something amazing happened after nearly three months of blizzard the snow outside subsided. When Jason witnessed this he became ecstatic Three months of cave life with nothing but milk and the company of beasts can do that to you. His family didn''t seem to mind much, but this only intensified his want to immediately to leave. Then something peculiar happened. His mother who now was starting to show her ribs from how skinny she was walked out with the kids including Jason following her but then she turned around and growled stopping them in their tracks.


    "What the fuck, you hairy bitch! let us go!" Jason yelled which just came out in gurgled grunts of anger. He still hadn¡¯t managed to make proper words yet, his vocal cords and mouth structure really didn¡¯t allow for the tone, pitch, and proper movement to make any of the words from his language. His growing tusks didn¡¯t help either.


    But she just snorted once more and motioned for them to go back. What followed made Jason¡¯s hairs stand on end. A strange blue glow was emitted from her body and the fingers turned into icicles. She then scraped her finger along the ground which made Jason for the first time in his new life feel cold. From that scrape a glacial ice rapidly spread through the entire cave and sealed of the entrance with a thin, see through, sheet of ice. This startled Jason immensely.


    ¡°MABIB!¡± Jason yelled, once more failing in the attempt at speech but still reeling from this latest discovery, it was the best thing that he had discovered so far. Every one of his dream worlds had magic and he had happily stumbled into one. He was elated he needed to immediately figure out how this was done.


    As his excitement over this new discovery died down, he looked out to discover that his mother had already gone leaving, behind small tracks in the snow headed down from the mountain face.


    Now that Jason got a good look he discovered he was in the middle of a large mountain range covered completely in white snow. Their hollow was halfway up the mountains and soon all the scenery was blocked by other snowcapped peaks in the way.


    ¡®This is just ice though? is it strong?¡¯ As Jason saw this he reached out and probed the ice.


    ¡°TING¡± As Jason touched it a beautiful note sounded out which momentarily startled him but after that he tried again.


    ¡°TING¡± The same vibration was let off but Jason wasn¡¯t scared and kept pushing with his claw. To his surprise the claw couldn¡¯t even give it a scratch. This claw which could pierce through solid rock as if it were butter hadn¡¯t been able to damage it in the least. The entire cave was covered in the stuff making a nice musical note everytime he touched the stuff. There was no way out!


    ¡®So she keeps us safe while she goes out and hunts. But what the fuck happens if you die!¡¯ The implications made him angry but it was already out of his hands. This ice was obviously magically reinforced but he didn''t know if it had a limit, was it linked to her? if she died would it shatter freeing us? or was it permamanent? Magical questions racked his brain, s for Tooth, Hairy and Mane they looked quite distraught as this was the first time their mother had left them so obviously nervousness and fear had set in. No matter how solitary their species was they were still infants.


    But Jason merely shrugged it off and went back to his burrow which was now the size of a mansion in the months¡¯ time he had to make the place. He had taken to sculpting and now the underground chamber looked to be almost cathedral like with columns carved out of rock and statues of very poorly done ape creatures and humanoids. He had gotten better at using his claws but it still looked rough around the edges. There were many rock tables rock benches and rock chairs. He had also taken to writing all his thoughts and ideas down on the walls. He still remembered his life back on earth very clearly. Jason had even done his best to remember all of his science, math, and general skills taught to him in school in hopes that they would be useful.


    This world had monsters and magic so he couldn''t know if there was any normal human settlements but he would settle for anything sentient.. So if he came across humans or there equivalent he would immediately try and make contact. Of course that posed huge problems since now he estimated his full grown height would be about 20 foot tall. He would cross that bridge when he came too it though.


    ¡®That bitch!¡± Now Jason was pissed though because all of his stuff had been completely frozen over even the free floating oars and other utensils he had made. The only way to stop that was to hold things in his hands or make them magically float. So he couldn¡¯t do anything while she was away. He had made several games over the months including something like bowling and basketball where he¡¯d just make rounded rocks and throw them. ski ball and pool were the most entertaining for him and even his siblings and mother would sometimes play with his creations. It was much better though if they bounced so he had resolved himself to figure out how to make rubber in the future.


    ¡®Magic!¡¯ Jason had almost forgotten in his rage before, that he now had the oppurtunitie. That magic was obviously innate; it was ice magic from a non-sentient ice creature. So now how would he make it his own. He wasn¡¯t randomly making ice so it wouldn¡¯t be that easy but he had his ideas. He only knew stories about magic but they were good enough. So he had decided to do what he thought any magician would do, meditate.


    He sat in a comfortable position trying to concentrate. first he went through his body and concentrated on all its parts. He had a lot of difference from a human. Humans had a lot of fine motor control and he knew that was due to how the nerves connected to the muscles and fired of signals. Humans would have many nerves connected to muscles that would fire at different times making it easier to move but the muscles would be more disconnected and weaker. But animals like chimps and gorillas had less nerves that connected to larger amounts of muscle at one time causing greater strength but less precision. This was a problem, since Jason still had the brain sense of a human and would often throw things way too hard or claw straight through a rock when he was trying to write with it causing most of his early troubles with making round balls. Eventually with enough practice he overcame the hurdle.


    He systematically tensed every muscle in his body, working his way through looking for a magic trigger or other magical thing but nothing happened. He tried to listen to his heartbeat and the blood pump maybe looking for hidden power, but still nothing. Then, he had tried and failed to look through his organs with his mind¡¯s eye but that failed utterly. Now that he thought about it he had no idea of the inner workings of his species. He could feel he had one heart. Maybe he had three lungs or four stomachs like a cow. Maybe his blood was blue, he still hadn¡¯t bled in this life only scraped his black hide a bit, it was far too thick and now he was a little tempted to see if he could cut it. But before he started mutilating himself he once again tried to do the last thing and clear his mind of thoughts.


    ¡°¡­¡­...AAAHHH!¡± After fifteen minutes of that Jason quickly became irritated with it and slammed his fist into the ice making that annoying musical note again. He knew he couldn¡¯t do it he was far too excited at the prospect of having magical powers and he kept going off on tangents and thinking about his plans for the future.


    Sometime later, before Jason was about to bash his own skull in from his failed attempts, (he was seriously considering mutilating himself to see if he had a monster crystal in his chest) the unbreakable magic ice finally melted. This could only mean one thing. Mom was back. So Jason immediately ran towards the entrance. But what greeted him almost made him throw up his milk.


    At the entrance of his cave was a wickedly smiling beast absolutely covered in red blood and holding what looked like 4 mangled dogs. It was dear old mom, back with dinner. Jason tentatively took a few steps forward and sniffed the air the aroma was rich with that familiar iron smell and for a moment his vision turned red with bloodlust and he ran straight towards the wolf and dived head first into one of the carcasses and once his jaws were around the wolfs throat the most delicious taste filled his mouth,after his first gulp though he came back to his senses.


    ¡°What the fuck was that!¡± Jason¡¯s red pupil narrowed and he backed off and looked around. Tooth, Mane and Hairy had dug in with an intense bloodlust in their eyes the same as he had just been in ripping away meat and swallowing bones fur and meat whole. One look and he knew that any attempted theft would result in a lost hand.Jason¡¯s mother had started to look at Jason now with a strange gaze that said ¡®Why aren¡¯t you eating¡¯. He was pissed at that and ignored her. Then he tried to study the wolf in front of him. The head had Been eviscerated but the rest was in decent shape It looked to be about 3 times his size which he now new to be around 2 meters tall and 3 long. It was the first other creature he had seen in this world.


    ¡°It¡¯s a dire wolf!¡± It looked like Jason¡¯s mother had found a pack and slaughtered them bringing the rest back after she ate her share based on the red hair she had. But the most pressing matter was that bloodlust. It was brief but he hated it, to not be in control of this body was shitty, He definitely wouldn¡¯t let instincts take over. So he snorted in anger to the beast and then dragged it back to his burrow. This behavior though was very perplexing to his mother. She was a smart beast and although his construction abilities had been noticed by her she didn¡¯t care about it, but for a member of this species to be a private eater was just plain weird to them.


    Jason didn¡¯t care though and just dragged the wolf back to inspect it. Although the constant smell of blood hung in the air and his eyes were constantly turning red he just fought back the berserk state with stubbornness and managed to get the wolf back to the layer. There he hung it from the ceiling and let the rest of the blood drain from it. He then gathered all of the blood covered snow on the floor into a large stone bowl that he hastily made. He gulped and with a slow hand brought a handfull of the frozen food to his mouth.


    He ate in small bursts each taste would have his vision turn completely red like the first time and he would keel over trying to fight the urge to just tear into the meat eventually the red would recede and he would gasp for air.


    ¡°Fuck!¡± The instincts were strong and Jason constantly had to fight that urge. But each time he banished them it would become a little easier to control. He may have become an ape but he definitely wasn¡¯t a monster and this world had too much too offer for him to fall into insanity.


    After hours of agony Jason finally had finished off the bowl and his tolerance had grown considerably. It was like taking a drug that amped up his adrenalin to the absolute limit and then trying to resist the effects. Almost impossible! Fortunately, it was finished but he still had the giant wolf hanging from the ceiling.


    His appetite was somewhat sated now though so after he got it down he started to dismantle the beast. Now that the blood was drained it was a lot easier to resist the temptation but it was still strong, so he sometimes had to turn away and bang his head against the wall. He started by skinning it using his claws to cut off the paws, mangled head and tail. He then cut down the sides of each of the legs and then down the middle of the neck to the crotch. Then by using his claws he was able to get a rough skin covered in fur away from the wolf It was rough and several places had holes and tears but he was pround of his accomplishment. He knew he needed to cure it with oil and let it dry. Getting the oil from the guts however, was much harder than just skinning. As soon as Jason opened the sternum to get at the guts he nearly had an aneurism, the bloodlust was so strong. He fell down and started bashing his head against the floor until it stopped.

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    ¡°Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!¡± It was like the most delicious scent in the world had assaulted his mind and he was falling to the beast. This was the biggest test of endurance and willpower he had ever endured. He had to pull the guts out almost an inch at a time before have to turn around and howl in moan and grunt. Eventually though Jason succeeded in his task, he had a strong sense of identity and constantly reminded himself that he was a sane, rational, smart, being. Jason may not be human but he definitely wasn¡¯t whatever this species wanted him to be.


    After smearing the guts over the skin of the wolf he eventually got to the point of hanging the skin on the wall and then eating the guts slowly, each bite taking more willpower than the last, especially the heart. Finally, he got to the meat and bones which were much easier to eat. They still tasted good but didn¡¯t have much of an effect on his psyche. The bones crunched like hard candy against his razor teeth and the meat was ground into past. But he save the last of the largest bones. He wanted to make bags and backpacks and regular stone was far to brittle for the job.


    In his digging Jason had found good stores for copper, iron, what he thought was tin, and various other metals, he even found coal, so he could start a fire. Without proper ventilation though, he wasn¡¯t going to start a forge any time soon. So he couldn¡¯t really make any tools better than his natural claws. He also needed wood and for that he needed to go outside. But he was still tiny so that was a no go. This dire wolf actually had some strong claws and teeth which required a little more chewing to eat so Jason thought that he probably couldn¡¯t take them on just yet.


    After finishing his meal Jason was completely overcome with exhaustion. His willpower and energy had been completely spent. Then failing to realize the peeking behemoth by the entrance he fell asleep.


    The next morning Jason woke up and surprisingly felt better than he had ever before. As he inspected himself it was obvious that he had grown at least a size.


    ¡®In one night I don¡¯t even fit in my bed?¡¯ Jason rolled out of the now very small snow- mattress bed and inspected himself. He was now at least two inches taller and a full weight class bigger. He was now a 4-foot-tall chimpanzee sized monster with 10-inch-thick arms and legs. His tusks had also grown to be 3 inches tall and were in his line of site. All of these were rough estimations of course because he still hadn¡¯t seen any trees or other wildlife that he could compare too. Except for the dire wolf which was huge and didn¡¯t help much other then confirming that monsters were big. ¡®I need to see a tree.¡¯ Jason thought.


    Anyways he felt powerful and as he walked out he inspected Tooth who now looked far bigger then him. His teeth were worse looking then before and his eyes had an even more menacing shade of red then before. The same thing happened to Mane and Hairy. All of their features were enhanced and they got bigger. Jason assumed he had gotten smaller than them because he chose to resist the natural instincts in him, causing him to waste energy instead of letting loose.


    Jason didn¡¯t care though what he was more interested in was the magic! So after leaving his siblings behind he went to his now considerably larger mother. Jason estimated that she must have eaten at least a dozen wolves by how well she had filled out over the course of the night. You could see the ribs on her before but now she was just a giant hulk of muscle. So with a slow nervous gate he walked up to the sleeping behemoth and tapped on the monster¡¯s arm.


    ¡°Gurgrr.¡± With a slightly annoyed groan Jason¡¯s hairy mother opened one eye and stared at him, a question mark hanging above her head.


    ¡°Grar grr grar!¡± With his best gorilla speech making he tried to communicate with her. However, now that he thought about it this was the first time he had thought about talking to his new mother, other than just getting food and getting her to clean up his mess when he was an invalid. He then tried his best to mime what she did. After pointing to the magic scratch that she had made earlier and making his own Jason wildly flayed his arms about trying to mimic the spread of ice and the creation of that ice wall from earlier.


    ¡°Guur Guru!¡± Unfortunately, all this display got was a few purrs from the big lug, after which she carried Jason back to his own den.


    This pattern went on for another month Jason would wake up and start excavating his cave, making tools and sculpting with his claws making advancement in his ability to control his hands and feet. Then his mother would repeat the same scratching motion sealing off the cave entrance with indestructible magic ice. He tried every possible technique he could think of to break it or absorb the magic, but it would all end up fruitless. Then his mother would come back with a meal. Sometimes it would be wolves, other times deer or fish. What amazed Jason though was when she brought back monsters. White giant crabs that had giant boulders on their backs. Big fuzzy fluff balls that had one mouth with circular teeth and no other limbs. White and rough skinned toads that looked poisonous on the inside.


    Every time the food was thrown to him he would have a slightly less intense reaction to it. Then he would wake up the next morning bigger and stronger than before, the metabolism of the white apes was no joke at all. This went on until Jason and his siblings were only 5 feet shorter than their 20-foot-tall mother. They had all filled out nicely and were now very frustrated to get out to see the world. Tooth especially, he would constantly claw at the walls in an effort to escape the ice prison but their mother would just bat him aside when he went too far.


    This horseplay once caused a collapse of one of Jason¡¯s mining chambers. After that he decided to beat the crap out of the brute and take a few of his teeth in exchange. He may have been bigger than Jason but all he did was charge in a rage and try to maim him with his claws. This was easily countered by a few hits to the temple and some broken fingers. Now all tooth did was dig tunnels deeper inside looking for an exit, with little success and a lot of cave ins.


    Jason on the other hand was quite enjoying his time. He had successfully crafted a large adjustable backpack made out of wolf and deer hide and reinforced with mountain crab chitin. He could now carry all of the minerals that he couldn¡¯t break with his claws or teeth and had plans to melt down into proper weapons. He even some jewels and precious metals like gold or silver worthless now but he wanted it for trade with civilization. He would carry them out along with all his tools and find a forested area to start his search for intelligent life. Hopefully when he was grown up enough his mother would finally let them out.


    ¡°GAROOOO!!!¡± His mother let out a howl that signaled that she wanted everyone to gather. This meant that she was either leaving or returning so Jason put down a sculpture he was working on and made his way slowly towards the sound. Once he got there Jason and his siblings sat down in front of their mother and waited for that same display to take place. They had to come because Jason had surmised that she had to know where everybody was to avoid freezing her own children, otherwise everything would be indiscriminately frozen.


    This time though as that ice blue aura surrounded her she suddenly reached out and tapped on Tooth¡¯s forehead, to Jason¡¯s horror, Tooth immediately fell over convulsing in seizures. This shocked Jason, but before he could react she was on him and poked his forehead. It felt as if an icepick had pierced straight through his skull and he immediately keeled over, all his muscles were constricting and loosening at the same time, he couldn¡¯t breath and he felt like he would be crushed by his own bodyweight as he struggled to control himself. Afterward he saw a nightmare, savagery beyond anything he had ever encountered before, images rolled through his head of slaughter and pain, brief glimpses of hell, of love, loss, jealousy, rage, and pure emotion. He was living the lives of others for the briefest of moments before being ripped from his own conscience and being thrown into another. These were his ancestors. The dead memories of his species as they fought abominations, as they bled for survival in the harshest of ways. This went on for what felt like eternity until finally it was too much and he just fell away.


    A great deal of time later Jason woke up feeling peculiar. His mind was still reeling from that experience, images of thousands of years of history was being sifted through his mind all at once. Jason could tell that a lot was being left out and thrown away, leaving only the bare necessities.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    ¡°What. Is. This!? I, I can feel it!¡± There it was. The thing he had been waiting for; Jason could feel in his frontal lobe that spark, that primal energy that he previously thought only gods could possess. He slowly lifted his forefinger and with a tap that same Indestructible clear ice started spreading.


    ¡°Ha-ha! Ahahahahahhhhh!¡± Jason laughed screamed and cried at the top of his lungs. He now understood what that finger tap was for. It was an energy that was passed on and the only way to unlock the potential was with another¡¯s help. It was like a mystery of the universe had opened up to him and he had comprehended a Dao. He then kept tapping his finger. Focusing on that feeling and using his newfound power. Suddenly though he became very lightheaded. Jason soon figured out that he was experiencing mana depletion and stopped his magic. A quick inspection of his surroundings revealed a 5 foot in diameter circle of ice, pitiable compared to his mother but still something.


    Finished with his happy tantrum, Jason decided to get up and see the others. He walked out of the room and took a sniff. Then he noticed the noise, or lack thereof. The cave was completely silent. With a cautious step Jason walked towards the entrance of the cave where the most recent smells were, what he discovered were four tracks going in different directions. It was his siblings tracks.


    ¡°Guess I¡¯m on my own.¡± With a small sigh escaping his lips, Jason accepted the situation. Now that he had undergone this sort of magical awakening he understood a bit more about his species. They were really just animals; basically on par with chimps in intelligence. He could probably teach them sign language or try and train them but they could never form a society and had little familial love, it was quite depressing on a whole. However, there was a saving grace, Jason was free to leave now and in his visions he had seen the one thing that he needed. There were definitely humans in this world or at least there equivalent. In the glimpse that he saw there was definitely a clothed individual before it was savagely ripped apart.


    ¡°Well, time to move.¡± With a little excitement in Jason¡¯s steps he ran back to his room and carefully collected his essentials. His large handmade bone and skin backpack was filled with hard and soft ores, all his jewels and precious metals, along with some extra animal skins, crab chiton and frog poison sacs. Then Jason took some of the large and straight leg bones that he had saved and used his ice magic to make icicle javelins. The ice definitely wasn¡¯t as strong as his mother but it was better than nothing.


    After a quick inspection Jason finally took his first tentative steps outside the cave. Caution filled his every move as he surveyed his surroundings. He sniffed the air, listened to the wind and scanned the horizon. Jason knew that everything here was perfectly adapted and completely camouflaged. So with a cautious step he made his way towards the valley below.


    Two hours later Jason came across the scent of dear. With renewed vigilance he stepped towards the animal and after another thirty minutes he found the trail. His adrenaline was now pumping as he stealthily crept towards his target. As he passed a ridge he saw it. A movement in the snow gave away the position of a sleeping female doe. It was completely camouflaged in the white snow but as it breathed his extreme vision could tell. So as he came closer he slowly took out a bone spear and once he was one-hundred meters away he pulled back flexing the muscles in his body he made sure to use his core and waist to pivot his torso. Then with a massive whip like motion that Jason could swear had broken the sound barrier he released the javelin.


    The spear had passed through the deer as if it was ripping through a thin sheet of cloth and continued on burying itself in the earth. With muffled glee Jason rushed towards his first kill, but before he managed to get to his meal the ground opened up.


    ¡®Shit!¡¯ With just a sliver of space left he managed to jump as high as he could, over what he recognized as one of the giant mouthed fluff balls, in time to hear the cold snap of its jaws catching nothing but air.


    ¡°RAAARGH!!!¡± In that moment Jason¡¯s eyes went completely red and he rushed back towards the stupid fur ball that had the audacity to try and eat him. He knew these fur balls were ambush predators. They¡¯d lie in the snow for weeks at a time waiting to grab a meal and then they¡¯d burrow underground if they failed. Jason then quickly arrived at the now retreating tuft of fur and shot his arm straight down through the ground, grabbing hold of its side and with a titanic feat of strength wrenched the beast from the ground. It wasn¡¯t until he had pummeled the beast into a near paste like substance that Jason regained control of himself. He shuddered when he thought of it. He had completely lost control and in his rage had minced the creature to bits.


    ¡°Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!¡± Jason yelled. He thought he had gotten control of himself in the past weeks but it seemed like he still needed to practice in the heat of battle. Sure it was fine to lose yourself with something that could be easily beaten, but if he found a creature that was his natural predator he would need to keep his wits.


    With another thought Jason finally shrugged of his frustration and made his way to the dear. It was a good clean kill and after skinning it and eating the rest he continued on his way. He wanted to head in a southern direction, but he didn¡¯t know if the four cardinal directions even existed on this planet so he decided to just follow streams of frozen water in the valleys of the mountains until he found something worthwhile.


    Weeks passed on Jason¡¯s journey. Every day he would try to cover as much distance as possible. He would fight, eat, move and sleep. The battles he had were titanic and brutal. The crabs would throw giants boulders off their backs and constantly try and snap his limbs off. Green poison would shoot out randomly from the snow. The white frogs were in packs and took up huge territories covering entire mountains. When Jason saw a particularly bumpy mountain he would always avoid it, even though his skin was hard to melt through, being covered in goo was never a good experience.


    The wolves were in even bigger packs then he thought. In this region they were close to the bottom of the food chain. Even the dear would be able to easily shred them. This lead them to an annoying adaptation; by increasing their breeding capabilities to a crazy degree. The wolves bred like rabbits. Honestly they were just a pest that roamed the relatively safe mountain valleys, Jason would sometimes be surrounded by groups of hundreds of them. It was quite a site to see, 2-meter-long wolves gathering like a swarm of zombies. Jason would always have to slaughter at least half of the mongrels before they would start to run. This provided plenty of practice for his self-control. Jason figured that as long as he wasn¡¯t slighted or tricked and if he didn¡¯t get any taste of blood he could maintain himself. Otherwise the berserker rage would grip him like a vice. It also helped to mainly use his spear as a weapon and not his claws or fists.


    Having an extra joint in your arm proved tremendously helpful in reaching your opponent and provided that extra whipping motion that would double his penetrative power.


    Aside from the battles Jason had also measured his growth in the last few weeks and estimated that he had finally reached his full adult size. About 22 feet tall and to his estimates around ten tons. Added with his massive backpack and animal skins that he had tried to make into what resembled a cloak, he was now a mobile fortress. Jason was also making remarkable improvements in his ice magic. Like a muscle constant use and stretching everyday extended his range to about 30- feet around him. Anything that stepped into the edges of this indestructible domain of ice would either freeze to death or be impaled. Jason could also cover himself in ice, curl into a ball and roll through the valley. Sure it would increase his speed and conserve energy but he would rarely do it since he¡¯d always get caught by an animal or surrounded by monsters.


    This didn¡¯t mean that Jason was king and could freely roam about the tundra. Sometimes he would catch a whiff of what he assumed was a lizard. It smelled fishy and a bit like Sulphur. That meant it was the territory of a dragon He had very briefly seen one crossing the sky¡¯s. Huge monstrosity¡¯s probably 200 meters long and of the eastern variety. It was also covered in icicles so he assumed they had a similar magic to his own. After witnessing that; Jason had a nerdgasm and a panic attack because feeling its aura in the sky made him underground for the rest of the day.


    Jason also sometimes would catch a whiff of his own kinds territory. It didn¡¯t matter though since the species was extremely solitary. Any interaction was usually in finding a mate or fighting over territory which for obvious reasons, Jason cared nothing for.


    In this time, Jason had also figured out that it was starting to get slightly warmer and his choice to continue along the river was a good one since the farther he went and the thinner the ice became it would eventually lead him out of the mountains. Hopefully that environment had convenience stores, but he wasn¡¯t inclined to believe it.


    ¡°Hah, yes there it is¡± A month of searching and Jason had finally come across a massive ridge and after climbing it he was greeted with a cliff that overlooked a vast snow covered forest. He could even see a bit of green as he looked at the rolling hills in the distance. It was honestly a strange sight for as far as he could see on either his right or his left was a cliff that clearly divided the mountains he had been born in and the forested area below. It was as if a god had clearly cut a line through the planet and lifted the surface. In some parts it was around 50 meters and others the cliff was thousands of metres clearly cutting through the mountains/


    This wasn¡¯t that interesting though. What really excited Jason was the smoke. Someone was definitely using a fire!


    ¡°GrrrrrooOOOOOOAAARR!¡± In triumph of having found his goal Jason roared to the heavens in terrifying glee.