"No! I shouldn't feel like this."

When the night has fallen and the sound of the endless scream of vampiric zombies is outside, Lem is currently having difficulties on his own. If he was outside, he would probably be dead and be attacked by a countless amount of Vampiric Zombies.

"Chicken!"rr

Lem knew why he was feeling like this, why he can't transform into his beast of kaiju form, why his ability vibration appetite is currently killing him now.

A tamer and his soul beast needed to have an agreement.

"Boorrrks! Boorrrk!"

Lem and his chicken are currently one, and now it was inside him screaming like a rooster chicken he is. Its voice is full of chicken-like madness on it. To the vampiric zombies, it can hear outside.

Using the danger concept to move Ultimate precognition, the chicken can hear everything outside. Plus, it is having a change of status condition from time to time, draining both out of their aura. Because of this, Lem's vibration appetite is keeping him healthy. But it's making him hungrier.

Soon, if Lem didn't stop this chicken, he knew he will become a raging beast with no self-control over himself.

He didn't know that it would turn out like this. Any negativity that he and his chicken thought and anything that could make them feel unwell just by thinking would endanger him.

The ability was so strong but so dangerous at the same time.

"Relax, relax, relax Lem, focus on yourself, and think of why is this happening." He muttered to himself as he assumed a lotus position sitting like an immortal he knew.

Lem knew he was very unlikable, with so many insecurities on himself. He always thought even if he tries hard enough, he doesn't deserve to be on top of attention and whatever he did, he still couldn't picture himself out being truly an admirable person.

Talentless, useless, and being born to be a follower that is all that he is thinking.

"I need to think harder. This is not enough to calm the angry chicken down."

He said as he thought of how inferior of being he was in the past. Even now when he became a young master, he knew useless he was back then, thinking that his clan would do anything for him.

He admitted.

That is enough.

Even though he admitted it to himself, he still couldn't make it. The zombies outside are still making him scared, thus his vibration appetite keeps on working to heal him, making him hungrier than ever.

Accepting himself and finding motivation is harder than he thought.

This is the only way for him not to die, in the game he used to play in the past: the tamer game. His character needed to meditate to accept himself or if he doesn't Lem will probably die.

He's not the type of person who would do incredible things not want it. Nothing is great about him, so he is not sure if he could cure himself, along with his insecurities. But there is a way for him to escape and temporarily save himself from his ability, The vibrator appetite.

He closed his eyes and meditated. He opened his mouth and said, "I still couldn't convince this chicken."

"However, I am but human in my last life, and not that great... An average kind of person in the crowd." Lem made an excuse. He is, but he knew he was, but a failure.

Just by these zombies, he is already trembling from head to toe that he refused to look at them when he is trying to find a haven. He is truly scared of the zombies outside; he is not sure if he is going to survive, even with his cheats.

"Bork! Bork! Bork!"

While his chicken is not, it is so angry at the hysterical voice of its fellow chicken race that is being used only to distract those vampiric zombies outside.

"Chicken nugget," Lem said in a concerted manner, he still honestly doesn't know why is his chicken like this.

Why are you so angry?

Then Lem's eyes widened and turned bright.

"Are you angry because of your fellow chicken being used as a distraction for the tamers to adapt?" He asked.

Inside his soul space, "Borrrkk!! Booooooooooooooooorkk!!!" It answered and as a tamer, Lem could understand it.

It is really mad because of this, probably when the voice outside earlier explained that they will use his kind to distract zombies for a day!

When did you become so smart?

Aren't you brainless, genderless, and a stup*best?

Lem shockingly asked the chicken.

"Boorrkkk!! Booorrrkkkkkk!!!!"

The chicken retorted...

His translation inside Lem's mind is, "You are the brainless, genderless and stupid!!! I am a man and You are a donkey, a sh*****ttttt and everyone in your family hates you!!!!!!"

Lem was dumbfounded. A moment later... His eyes transformed and his face was painted with annoyance and anger at the chicken. He is extremely pissed, especially when it mentioned his family, but when he was about to scream at it...

Grumble... Grumble...

His stomach rumbled due to hunger. Although he can still make it, he didn't want to eat dirt just so he could survive and avoid turning into a monster.

"If only you didn't have my cheat, I would have cooked you!" This time, Lem said to the chicken.

"BOOOOORRRRKKK!!!! WOOOOFFF!!" When the chicken heard Lem said that, its head released an intense smoke from anger, it's like it is being triggered by his words.

Lem is speechless... What the f*CK is that barking? But soon he realized what is this chicken is angry about.

This chicken or his kind doesn't want to be treated as a poultry chicken he is!

A weak one!

A being that is only created, born, and cultivated to be a chicken soup!

His chicken hated it!

'No wonder you are so angry when those chickens are released to be a distraction.' Lem realized, then he suddenly thought of something.

"Relax, I'm just trying to trigger you purposely," Lem spoke.

"BOOOORRKKK!!!" The chicken answered with his chicken accent and language but Lem could understand, "You f*cking, stup*d and a useless ass."

Lem just rolled his eyes, ignoring it as he says. "How about becoming a very strong chicken? I'm sure no one would underestimate you or make you a soup."

"Boooorkk! Booooorrkk! Hmmph!" The chicken replied inside him with harumph!

Lem was speechless to it. The chicken says, "You can't even cure your scared-ass self and insecurities. What more of being strong?"

But he was right on the spot where he was avoiding all the time.

He dazedly looks at the ceiling as he was underground, thinking...

"What is my motivation in life?"