Adventures Of A Goblin

I regret ever asking for miss dragon's rank, because now I have gotten all moody after finding out that she is in a dimension of her own.

"alright, Time to get going".

I stood up on my feet and dusted off the dust particles that had gathered on my body from laying down on the bare floor.

If I want to keep myself still living on, i need to get used to this new body of mine measuring fourty inches tall.

"..."

Damn I miss my former body, tall fibre muscles with an outstanding height towering close to a hundred inches, and huge fangs in replacement of teeths.

Now....., now I am reduced to being like this.....

A forty inches red Goblin, with what I can only describe as a sharpened pencil head for a claw.

The only upside to this, is the clothing.

Somehow, everytime I evolve and my body gets bigger, the cloth miss dragon gave me always seems to fit just right with my height.

Even now that I have gone back to being small, the beginner's cloth on me fits just right.

Sigh,..., Oracle really did me bad, but I can't blame it for this knowing full well that it did what it did because it wanted the best for me.

I have also decided to use the time I am going to be wasting blaming Oracle, to getting accustomed to my new body.

I am already too used to my big body for me to easily shift the gears and becoming an expert on this new body.

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"one, one, one two, one, one two, one two three".

I threw a jab, then another jab and followed with two swift jabs then one and two again, then a one two three.

Throwing the jabs, I felt my body lighter but with much more strength packed in it.

It's like punching into air and damaging said air.

Air is shapeless and sort of cannot be harmed I think..., yet I still feel like I can do so much damage to the air with just my Jab.

I should give it a try, rather than just jabbing to check my accuracy, I will throw a jab with the intention of dealing damage.

I clenched my fist and shifted the weight of my body, relaxing it all on my fist, I thrust forward.

"boom!!".

ho...o....ly shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.

Did I?....., did I just create a crater in the wall with just the air pressure released from me thrusting my fist into the hair?...

I didn't even touch the walls so how?....., without even using a skill or reinforcing my body with mana?....

This is pure brute strength channeled from my forty inches tall body.

'Oracle'.

[yes master].

'.....'

'thank you.....'

'i am soooo, sorry for bitching around about losing my muscular body when in truth you gave me something worth more than my muscular body'.

'i am sorry for noy recognizing the efforts and handiwork you put into making sure I survive'.

[Master, I exist only for the benefit of Master, there is no need for Master to thank me].

'even still, thank you, really, thank you'.

'damn it, I am starting to get all emotional'.

[master, I detect liquid substance blocking your view].

'do not be mistaken, these are not water, I just have something in my eye is all'.

damn it, I have to stop being a crybaby and man up, but I can't help it.

Knowing there is someone out there who cares for my well-being just makes me....., I guess, glad.

Alright, no more tearing up, time to get to work.

For one, I know that I now have an insane strength level, but what about my speed?.

I set my body up in a sprinting position, and got ready to circle the room, but...

"crash!!".

Yep its official, I, am an official monster with this new body of mine.

When I tried to sprint away, all it took was a step for me to end up glued to the wall.

What do I do?, I am really stuck deep in the wall.

Placing my hands on the wall, I try to push myself out of it, but I ended up breaking through the wall my hand was placed in.

"shit....".

I applied more force, and waved my hand sideways breaking through the walls that stood in its way.

with parts of the wall broken through, it did not take long for the side of the wall I was trapped in to crumble.

"ha, ha, hahaha haha....."

After freeing myself, I laughed out loud echoing to every corner of the room.

I thought I was strong enough after having killed the lizard, but this?.., this just proved to me that I am nowhere near strong.

The word strong can easily be mistaken for when the only obstacles we are faced with are obstacles with lightweight backing.

Once the obstacle has been breached, one would think, yes I have finally gotten stronger, not knowing that they only just breached through a layer of obstacle and not the full course.

It is very easy to tell the current me that truly, I am strong. That however, is a lie.

What I consider strength, to another person might be just a breeze through of what they can do.

Still, I am happy that I have at least gotten to this stage of strength.

What I have now, is what some are hoping they could get.

There is never a truly weak or a truly strong, what one will find on the path of strength, is a mountain higher than the first mountain found.

And what one will find in the realm of the weak, is someone even weaker than what one already considered the pinnacle of weak.

The structure of the world is designed in a way that there can never be an end, only an endless cycle of beginnings.

As for me, this is just another cycle of beginning I am in.

I am not too dumb to fool myself into thinking I am now unstoppable when I have yet to come across all beings in the world,

What I can say though, is that I have taken another step towards ensuring my survival.