I chewed on another corpse while we started to talk. The large mole rat started by saying. “My name is Victoria, what’s your’s?” I smiled and said. “My name's Aya, can I ask how you got that name? It’s a bit strange.”

  She nodded and said. “I know you will find this hard to believe, after all I don’t look very good right now do I?” I shook my head and said. “No you’re ugly. I wouldn’t believe you if you tried to tell me you were beautiful.” She frowned and said. “Ah, that's alright. What I was going to say is that I am not originally from this world.”

  I stared at her in shock and said. “Really? What world are you from?” She shrugged, I think and said. “I don’t remember, in fact I can’t even remember my own name. But I remember almost everything else. I was a farmer, I was married, I had a life.”

  She was almost sobbing by the end but I just frowned and said. “Hmm, weird.” I wonder if I should tell her that I’m also from another world? And can I really kill her now? But how would this convince anyone that they shouldn’t kill her?

  I stared at her for a few seconds and asked. “Why?” She looked a bit confused and said, “What do you mean?” I stood up and said. “Why shouldn’t I kill you? You killed hundreds of hatchlings. You didn’t even announce yourself, or ask us to leave. And if these are your children why do you seem to not care?”

  She stood up and screamed. “You think I give a fuck about these rats? They’re hideous! And look at me! I look like a monster! And how dare you try to blame me? If you saw my soldiers in the tunnels would you have tried to talk to them?”

  I shook my head and said. “Of course not, all rats must die.” her anger ebbed away, replaced by calm detachment as she frowned and said. “Why do you desire to kill me? What did I do to you? So what if a few hundred die? How naive are you? Everything dies, day in and day out everyone is simply killing each other and dying.”

  I sighed and stood up. I feel kinda bad, she was forced into this situation just as I was. But she also killed my people. I killed hers too. But who gives a fuck about fairness? I smiled, stretching out and tossing the bones of the rat I had been eating away.

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  I stared her in the eye and said. “I’m not from this world either, I forgot the same things as you. But I was rich, and you were poor. Now prepare yourself for death, you despondent vagrant!”

  I leaped forward but she had positioned herself around fifty feet away from me. She had filled the area between us with workers and soldiers while we were talking. But who gives a fuck? I just wanna kill shit!

  Victoria herself was ginormous, I couldn’t even begin to describe her dimension. That also means that she's a ginormous flesh bag full of nutrients. I began to rip through the rats in front of me while screaming. “This is for Diana! This is for Felix! This is for me!” I ripped through the rats in front of me with ease, my muscles flexing and tensing as I enjoyed myself.

  However, the fun had to stop sometime. I began to accumulate more and more wounds as I moved towards Victoria. She stared at me in horror as I smiled back at her. After killing around thirty of the rats I began to feel lightheaded.

  I had lost obscene amounts of blood and it seemed that black out from bloodless before I would be able to reach Victoria. Hmm, should I try to run? Nah, I’m not in good enough health to outrun these shitheads.

  Is this really how I die? Because I decided I needed vengeance? But what about the rest of my revenge? I’m so close! Fuck. There's so many people I need to kill! I collapsed to the ground as one of the rats ripped out a large chunk of my shoulder.

  Just as the rats around me were about to rip me to shreds I heard a familiar cry that made me both proud and frightened. “For the Queen! For the Queen! For the Queen!” I smiled as hundreds of bruisers, caretakers, windclaws and hatchlings poured out of every tunnel entrance.

  Standing on a ledge and barking out orders was James. He looked similar to a bruiser but with a few slight differences. He was slim, like a windclaw and he had a giant horn like a rhino. Oh and he has three tails with spikes on them.

  Next to him was Marlow. He had always been big for his age but now he was triple the size of every single bruiser near him. I shed a tear that might have been from the pain or from pride. I’m gonna say that it’s a proud tear.

  I struggled to my feet and lurched forward, sinking my teeth into the nearest rat. The rats who had numbered around three hundred when I walked in were being slaughtered. I smiled and limped towards Victoria. In a matter of minutes her entire force was butchered.

  My troops held her down as she screeched at me. “Release me! Please! I don’t wanna die! I’m a person! You can’t just kill a person!” I smiled and said. “Of course I can! I’m very qualified! I have a lot of past experience!”

  She squealed even more, struggling as my troops calmly held her down. I walked forward and slammed my claws into her throat, ripping through the fatty skin. It took a few minutes but she bled out. I smiled and stumbled away, collapsing to the ground as my vision went dark.