LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 4: Instincts Unleashed
Survival instinct... a very strong thing at the right time. Nyanko Sakura's survival instinct began to kick in. Her once timid heart was now pounding with a primal fury, her mind focused on one single thought: "Kill that human."
Sakura felt a surge of adrenaline as she extended her cat claws, the sharp tips glinting in the dim light. The ropes binding her wrists were thick, but with each determined swipe, the fibers began to fray. Her ears twitched, picking up the sounds of the man pacing behind her, muttering to himself about the plans he had for her.
With a final, fierce slash, the ropes snapped. Sakura's hands were free. She moved swiftly, the silent predator she was born to be. She spotted a small rock on the ground and grabbed it, her grip tight and resolute. She could hear the man's footsteps approaching, oblivious to her newfound freedom.
As he came into view, Sakura's body acted on pure instinct. Her left hand, holding the rock, swung with all her might. The rock connected with the man's head, a sickening thud resonating through the air. He staggered back, a look of shock and pain crossing his face.
Before he could recover, Sakura lunged at him, her right hand clawing at his body. Her claws tore through his clothes and flesh, a flurry of desperate, powerful strikes. Blood splattered, and the man screamed, but Sakura's mind was consumed by a singular drive to survive.
"Why?" the man choked out, his voice filled with agony and confusion. But Sakura's eyes were void of the innocence they once held. She was no longer the weak, frightened Neko. She was a survivor, fighting for her life.
The man fell to the ground, his body twitching and convulsing. Sakura stood over him, her breath ragged, her hands trembling. The realization of what she had done began to sink in, but there was no room for regret. In this world, it was kill or be killed.
She wiped her claws on the remnants of his shirt, her red eyes glowing with a mix of relief and determination. "I won't be a victim," she whispered to herself, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside. "I will survive, no matter what."
With the immediate threat eliminated, Sakura knew she couldn't stay in the shelter any longer. She needed to keep moving, to find a place where she could regroup and figure out her next steps. She scanned the room, grabbing anything useful food, water, and a small, worn-out map of the city.
As she stepped out into the night, the cool air washed over her, carrying the distant sounds of chaos and destruction. Tokyo was still under siege, but now Sakura was more prepared. She was no longer a scared little monster lost in a strange world. She was a fighter, ready to face whatever came her way.
The path ahead was uncertain, but Sakura's resolve was stronger than ever. She would navigate this world, find allies if she could, and most importantly, survive. With one last glance at the man she had defeated, she turned and disappeared into the shadows, her journey far from over.