Content might be a bit too heavy on this one.

**** ahead, not very detailed and very short but...still ****! so if you're squeamish don't read this chapter! Also, lots of dialogue in this, you've been warned

Grimhorn had finally stepped out of his dungeon for the first time, the gigantic tree that acted as his dungeon's entrance was a long walk, but not far too long, the naked minotaur shielded his eyes from the shining bright sun, making attempts at recon only to be surprised by something scarily simple...a...field of wheat...?

His mind wandered back to his Wife's words just a few hours before. The nearest Human settlement was just outside his forested home. A small farming hamlet of devoted worshipers of the Churches of Malzar.

Supposedly it'd be an easy conquering, a few farmer fathers and boys with no fighting experience would be no problem for his raw strength. But Grimhorn was not so sure of that.

In his years of fiction reading, he knew how strangely frequent it was for "Peasants" to be more trouble to experienced fighters than first thought. He was also from a farming town when he used to be human, he knew how strong farmers are. He was anything but confident, even if he didn't show it.

He stayed within the wheat, crawling instead of walking. his 7 feet of height was a detriment today, he needed to know the lay of the land first. He crawled for a few minutes before he smelled the scent.

That scent he inherently knew, the goddesses had instilled it in him. It was the scent of the Light!

He sneaked a peek from atop the wheat, it was a shy but prepared thing. His hand tightened into a fist as he prepared to strike whoever was there.

He saw a young, teenage, weak-looking, effeminate human boy trying and failing to put a stack of hay on his shoulders...Grimhorn was beginning to feel a desire stir up inside him...

He desired to kill this little sissy bitch!

And so he looked around and found no one around but the boy. His thousands of hours playing stealth games came into play this day.

Picking up a rock he threw it on the other side of the field, looking away from his position, and the stupid sissy fell for it!

Moving faster than he thought he could, the minotaur pounced on the human, and just as quickly as he grabbed him, he brought the surprised bitch-boy back into the wheat field, his hand over the idiot's mouth as he struggled, Grimhorn's instinctual hatred for this Light male shinned brightly as his eyes narrowed.

With one singular hand over the boy's neck, Grimhorn used his barbaric strength and CRACK!

{You've earned 50 EXP for Killing: Young Human}

A rush spread over his body, the boy being discarded as fertilizer for the wheat, and sudden motivation, fueled by a job well done, taking over, Grimhorn moved forward, and stood tall over the wheat and saw the little hamlet with analytical eyes.

[Yo! Y'want help, Bullskull?]

“It would be appreciated, Cheat” He responded not even realizing he'd named the genderless consciousness that spoke to his head constantly.

[Izzat my name now? Cheat? Really, that's the best you could come up with? At least it isn't boring...]

“Just help me!” He exclaimed in frustration.

[Fine, Fine! There are about 12 buildings total, the max population of...30? maybe 25? Almost all of 'em are family too, minus the local lord]

“Are lords in Primeira trained well?”

[Most of the time, yeah. He should be the only challenge here, he's the one with the only weaponry/armor in this whole place, it is pretty far away from Malzar capitol, basically a frontier, so I guess he must have some combat experience]

“Hm...could you calculate probable level?”

[Around 4 or something like that]

“Think I can beat 'im?”

[Easily]

“Really?”

[Yeah, you've magic, Moron, just kite and then blitz the fucker with full frontal melee offense! It's basic videogame logic! Just apply that!]

“Hm...skill trumps level grinding most of the time it's true...Allright, I've a plan”

[Let's hear it]

“Go back to the dungeon and recruit as many werebeasts as possible from the forest. 10 to 20 should be my goal. while they kill the men and **** the women, I deal with the dangerous one, the lord.”

[Y'letting them get the women? And what about the kids?]

“My only interests are in powerful women who give themselves to me, or who I've broken. Knightesses and Grand Priestesses. Monster women. Barbarian queens. No peasant bitch can satisfy me. No, my cock is now for my wives~ Aaaand the children will be captured and turned into werebeasts to one day serve me and my military.”

[Damn, thought you'd be more...rapey and child killy]

“I'll have to **** plenty of my would be wives~ Y'think a Barbarian queen will just let me fuck her? Nah, My wives will be willing, and if not, I'll just **** them into willingness~ and killing kids would leave a bad taste in my mouth as well as be a bad use of possible resources.”

[Hm...Y'know once I have a body lets talk about how I'd be willing to be your right hand woman, maybe a wife if you play your cards correctly, Bullskull]

“YOU'RE A WOMAN???”

[I'm a sexless, genderless, sexualitily-less voice in your head, Dipshit. Once I get a body I'll make it whatever the hell I want. Just so happens that I am...willing to be a wife of yours if things go well, Bullskull]

“Well ain't that one helluva motivator! Just remember for when you get a body, I'm an ass man~”

[Allright, allright you perverted, ass obsessed idiot! let me continue with the summary?]

“Go ahead, Cheat”

[Most of the population is male, the lord and about 10 teenagers and adult men await you there. so out of possibly 25 to 30 people, 11 to 17 will be male if you count the boys. There's about 6 women of birthing age and the rest are girls, all the women are married.]

“All are estimated to be level...?”

[1 for the teens 2 for the adults, kids are level 0...technically]

“Hmmm...10 to 20 werebeasts at level 3 will be more than enough to deal with this. How long till I can level up some subordinates?”

[Too long. Estimated time is 5 weeks to get them to level, and, you've already killed one of the villagers. They'll be on your ass in 2 weeks with guards from the Capitol once they realize one of their sons hasn't returned from the field]

“Hgn...any suggestions?”

[Burn some houses down, weaken them and then strike. Duh]

“Any temples? I can't attack those...”

[You can't attack temples. What about your subordinates~? The twink never did specify did he~?]

“Cheat, you magnifiscent whore, you're a genius!”

[ 's kinda my damn purpose, Moron]

“Still!”

“now then...to gather the forces...”

{Level 1Cleric/3 Barbarian Exp 550 Exp to Next Level 700 }{Health: 39 | 12 Spells per day (Lvl + Arcana) }

{Strength: 9 (Affects weapon attacks and your ability to break or throw things) }

{Arcana: 8 (Affects Resistance to magic, and magic attacks) }

{Toughness: 10 (Affects your ability to endure or dodge physical harm, such as resisting poison or jumping over a dragon's fire breath.) }

{Skills: }

{Monster Woman Charmer (Beastmen) }

{Spells: }

{Minor healing: heals 15% of Max Health }

{Spirit shot: Deal minuscule damage by summoning an animal spirit and hurling it at an enemy }

{Cleanse the taint: Use 3 Spells of your day to cause Medium damage to an enemy of a different religion than yours. }

{Strenght of the hunter: Fly into a barbarian's rage as different animal spirits surround you. Activates your rage and deals minuscule damage to anyone who is 10 feet from you. }