New mission

First mission

It was late at night, the fiery sun in the sky has gone down to sleep, and the bleary eyes of the sky were covered with the darkness of the night. Everywhere was supposed to be eerily quiet since it was almost midnight already. The birds have long gone to sleep, and the cricket was all in their respective houses, drinking hot teas, drafting music notes, and preparing for tomorrow's musical contest.

All the creatures resting in the woods had no choice but to say goodbye to their peaceful night's rest, all because of some cracked, fractured, deformed voice coming out of a large room near the outskirts of the blarf village. The voice sounded as if thousands of people were singing at the same time, with each person using a different tone.

Bad luck for all the inhabitants of this forest, balfrog has decided to fix his one-man concert to today.

"mummy!!! The music assassin is around, I'm scared!" A young mouse ran out of his room to meet his mother who was sleeping amongst a load of rubbish in its underground room.

…

On the top of a tall mango tree, an old Nightingale perched on a branch of this wide tree. It was surrounded by a group of young, curious nightingales as they listen to him tell the tale of the music killer, the ghost of a musical genius who died with the regret of not being able to protect his lover.

A little cricket and some wild animals in the forest were all grouped under this large tree, listening to the legend of the one and only music killer who always terrorize the neighborhood with their sorrowful music.

The jungle is a large expanse of an area where law or orderliness does not exist. The strong prey on the weak, and the weak could only go into hiding, building up strength to stage a resistance at the right time. But right now, the opposite is what was happening, the brave mountain lion was lying in the arms of an old monkey, shivering and looking all around him now and then, looking for the source of this weird concert. A baby tiger was hiding in the shadows of a large boar, trying its best to blend in the shadows, in case the infamous music killer comes knocking on their door. All creatures in the forest called for a ceasefire.

An aged chameleon demon beast attached himself to the body of a large leopard, trying its best to blend into its new background. That's his means of escape, in case the music killer comes walking by.

The old Nightingale was and is still the oldest creature in this forest, as big as it is, so it's bound to know some stories and tales that happened hundreds of years ago. So, they all believed in the tale of the ghost of the love-sick music killer.

"though we all know that at our current cultivation level, it is quite difficult for us to understand the language of the human race, but we can still gauge their meaning through expression, body language, and lastly…music.

For those that do not know, music has no language and it is a means of Expressing your thoughts and emotions. All your thoughts and emotions come out through music, that's why you always feel sad and happy at the same time when you hear the music of the music assassin. He died a painful death, but he got his freedom in the end…" the old Nightingale used its feathery wing to wipe the tears flowing down its beak as he continued to narrate the story of the music assassin, further cementing the fear of this strange creature into the minds of every beast listening to its tale.

The old Nightingale talked non-stop about the music assassin and all of his exploits while he was alive. It talked as if he witnessed everything that happened…

Well, the reason for the beasts' naivety even though they've gained sentience is that they've seen little of the world and the world around them is the only place they know of (the unexplored territory).

The beasts in this territory are all in their beast form and can not change to their humanoid form until they reached the third realm of cultivation which is the *void realm*, a realm where they can use the power of space and that of the tribulation lightning they'll go through to reshape their body and gain another form, which is the humanoid appearance; though, they can still retain their monster form if they wish and also their beast form is not lost. They can still return to their beast form anytime they wish.

It's like gaining an extra body for them.

The cultivation of this region is divided into nine realms:

The fighter realm.

The foundation-building realm

The void realm…

More would be explained about these realms later in the next chapters.

…

" I've got a reason!

To visit the kitchen

I have a feeling!

My heart is beating!

The kitchen is my home

Seasoning in the soup

Being a chef is my lifelong dream

Good food to the soul…"

Balfrog was in the kitchen, singing and dancing happily while preparing ingredients for the food they were about to make. He was singing with his eyes closed when a powerful knock descended on his head, forcing him to end his little concert abruptly.

" hey!! Little idiot, your noise is disturbing my ear. Find somewhere else to sing your song, but let it not be around me.

Daniel, now wearing an apron was washing the meat to be used for the 'party' while balfrog was watching the plates and all utensils to be used in the kitchen.

Daniel can no longer endure the sorrowful cry of the balfrog, so he took justice into his own hands and blesses balfrog with a powerful knock on his Head.

A blue figure was howling in pain while cursing at Daniel at the same time. Daniel was about to turn back, to lecture him about having respect for his elder when he heard the now-familiar ringing sound in his mind.

[Ding! Hidden mission completed]

[Mission: stop balfrog from singing and gain the gratitude of thousands of creatures nearby.

Mission reward: the voice of the beasts

~voice of the beasts~

Gives the ability to understand and speak the language of all beasts in this world.]

[You saved the forest of doom from fear and panic. Therefore, the system will reward you with 1,000 mischief points and the title: hero of the green forest.]

Daniel's mind was still processing all this information when another sound rang out in his mind.

[Ding!! Ding!! Ding!!!]