Ermin never joined her down the hill, and Tera had had to settle with the fact that they might have un-banished him.
She had still waited just in case Ermin was fashionably late to his own exile. But when nothing happened, she turned to face the wasteland stretching before her.
What offense had she committed in her modern life to get this punishment?
’DING!’
Tera flinched at the blue screen that popped up in her face.
[Welcome, Host!]
[You have successfully transmigrated into the body of Tera of the Jackdaw tribe!]
[Let’s see what we’re working with]
[Host Stats]
[Strength: 3/100]
[Charm: 0/100]
[Influence: -12/100]
[Oof...]
[( ˘•ω•˘ )]
[How pitiful!]
[Construction: 0/100 (Locked. Requires first build)]
[Mates: 1 (unwilling)]
Tera was stunned. She hadn’t just transmigrated, but had a system now, too?
She wasn’t sure she liked these odds. The systems she had read about in web stories were more problematic than helpful.
[Host has been granted the Tribal Development System!]
[Host’s Primary Goal: Rebuild beast civilization from the ashes and advance it beyond its former glory!]
Tera stared at the screen. "Eh?"
[Build structures! Form alliances! Bond with beastmen! And raise your tribe through tiers!]
Tera was so confused.
"Do you mean the whole world?"
[Yes!]
Tera wanted to laugh. Even if that was her speciality, what materials was she supposed to even take from this place to use to build? And it wasn’t just one tribe but the whole world?
"That is not possible." She eventually laughed. "What if I refuse?"
[Upon refusal, every corrupted monster on this planet will be summoned to Host’s location to be tortured and slaughtered]
[( ˊᵕˋ )]
Tera’s laughter died, and she even stopped breathing. Her mouth hung open as she stared at the screen.
[Are we ready to conquer this world?!]
[Accept / Reject]
Tears dripped down Tera’s face as she accepted it. She didn’t have any other choice.
- ※ - ※ - ※ -
Two hours, and a new task later, Tera had developed several strong opinions.
First: walking barefoot through a post-apocalyptic wasteland was terrible.
Second: the strips of hide that passed for clothing in this world were not designed for long-distance travel. They were designed for standing around looking primitive, and they were failing at even that.
Third: she would commit unspeakable acts for a granola bar.
The sun was already setting, and the shadows were growing longer to the extent that every tree, bush, and rock, looked like a potential monster.
She was going to die out here!
Tera shortly found a tiny stream running through a rocky channel, and when the system had confirmed it was clean, she drank and rinsed her body as much as she could until the dirt and smell were gone.
She looked around. The task had left her on her own with a mini task to search for the nearest beast clan, but there were no convenient signs reading "BEAST CLAN THIS WAY."
Which direction was she even going?
She turned in a slow circle and noticed how every direction looked identical.
She was lost.
Her wilderness skills were useless in this different environment too.
A branch snapped somewhere to her left and Tera bolted in the opposite direction.
It might have been anything, but she wasn’t about to slow down and conduct a wildlife survey.
Which was why she didn’t see the hole.
It was covered with a loose lattice of branches and dead leaves. Her foot punched straight through, and the ground disappeared beneath her.
’You’ve got to be kidding me!’
’For fuck’s sake, what sort of currency was this?!’



’Holy shit...’
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