I’m an Alraune, a plant monster girl.
And right now, I’m about to be finished off by an anaconda.

Looks like I really let my guard down around the forest monsters.
Up until now, aside from Papa Bear, I’d been able to defeat everything I came across.

The monkey-type monster, Barbaffe, the deer-type, Teruhirufe, and plenty of others that I’ve hunted and enjoyed as meals.


But there’s always something stronger out there.
I guess all the ones I’d been taking down were just small fry.

So I hadn’t realized it.
This forest still had true predators roaming in it.

The hellwolf, Höllenwolf; the snake-type monster, Varnschlange; and at the very top, the ruler of the forest, the raub bear!

If one more powerful monster appeared, they’d be like the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest.

The Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest.

Though, one of them had already been eaten by the forest lord.

Fighting such strong enemies, I never had the odds in my favor.
If only the bee brigade were here, I might’ve stood a chance.

My bees… I want to see you again…


The anaconda began to move faster and faster as it circled around me.
This time, it was really going for the kill.

I had no way left to stop the anaconda.

My vines just slid right off its slick, slimy skin.
If I couldn’t bind it, then I couldn’t block its attacks either.


Ah… how did it come to this?
All I wanted was to live quietly in the forest, basking in sunlight and photosynthesizing in peace.

Maybe this is punishment for trying to trap and eat that white bird.
Sorry, little bird.

The whole nectar ball incident did end up helping me, so I won’t dwell on it anymore.

Next time we meet, I won’t try to eat you, I promise.
So, in exchange, could you maybe let this anaconda eat you instead and calm its anger?
You were the one we both went after, so it’s only natural, right? That’s just how nature works.


Hm… white bird?

Now that I think about it, I ate that rose-like flower it was carrying, didn’t I?

That red rose that had fallen on the ground.

It had thorns on its stem, just like a real rose.
Maybe… maybe I can recreate it now.

At this point, I’ve got no other choice but to try.
I’m cornered anyway.
So I might as well make the anaconda regret underestimating me.

I used Plant Generation to alter the form of my vines.
The anaconda must’ve seen that as an opening, because it lunged straight at me.

Instead of striking with its tail, it chose to finish me off directly with its jaws.
After all, unless my poison pollen hits, I’m no threat to it.

But what about this?

I used every remaining vine I had to ensnare the approaching anaconda.

It was the same attack for the third time, so it probably thought it’d slip free again.
But that was its mistake.

My vines, now covered in countless sharp thorns, had transformed into brambles through Plant Generation.

A new kind of vine made through a fusion of the rose thorns and my original tendrils.
The bramble vines.

The thorns dug deep into the anaconda’s slimy, damp skin.

And thanks to those thorns, the vines no longer slid off like before.
The anaconda couldn’t slip free.

With over ten bramble vines restraining it, the number of thorns piercing its body was impossible to count.


Its movements stopped completely.
And I wasn’t about to waste that chance.

The anaconda’s tail twitched—

But before it could strike, I released poison pollen.
The cloud hit the anaconda head-on.

Given its massive size, I figured it’d take a lot of poison to kill, so I focused it right into its open mouth.

After a while, the anaconda began frothing at the mouth and collapsed to the ground.
I had defeated it.
The poison had spread through its body, turning its eyes white as it had lain still, pupils rolled back.

I survived again…!


Yes! A comeback victory!

If I hadn’t thought to use brambles at that moment, I definitely would’ve lost.
That was close. I really owe a debt of gratitude to the white bird.

I’m totally exhausted now.
Low on nutrients… I need water.

For now, I’ll just replenish myself using that long thing over there.

Bon appétit.

Munch, munch, munch

Ugh, I can’t swallow this whole.

Hey, this anaconda is way too long!

I shoved its head into my bulb to digest it, but the rest won’t fit.
It looks like there’s a snake growing out of my bulb.

Oh well. It’ll all be digested eventually.

Still, since becoming an Alraune, I’ve faced many near-death experiences, but this might be the first time I’ve truly escaped death through sheer combat alone.

When the bees tried to pollinate me, I survived by cocooning myself and ended up coexisting with them instead.
And with Papa Bear, I only survived by distracting him with a nectar ball.

This was the first time I’d beaten a much stronger enemy purely by my own strength.
That makes me kind of happy.

I’ve defeated one of the forest’s Four Heavenly Kings, after all.

The hellwolf, Höllenwolf, the snake-type monster Varnschlange, the forest lord Raub Bear (Papa Bear), and one other, I dunno.

Well, that’s just my own little classification.

Maybe now that I’ve defeated Varnschlange, I’ve taken its place as one of the Four Heavenly Kings myself.
It was pretty strong, after all.

But no, probably not.
There are still plenty of monsters far stronger than me out there.

I mean, I’m just a flower.
It’d be weird for a plant, not even an animal, to become one of the Four Heavenly Kings.


But back then, I still didn’t know.
Defeating one of the kings with its own territory would also disrupt the entire ecosystem.

In fact, the territorial battles had already begun since Papa Bear had holed himself up, lost in the sweetness of the nectar ball.

With Papa Bear vanished into his den, the anaconda had come from another territory.
And that anaconda was now dead too, killed by a mysterious flower.

The fall of a powerful creature created a void, and that void sparked a surge of territorial wars.

Bloodthirsty monsters began moving through the forest, each one proclaiming itself a new member of the Four Heavenly Kings, seeking to prove its strength by defeating rivals.

And of course, one of their targets would be the mysterious flower who killed the Varnschlange.

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Author’s Note:

Tomorrow will also have two updates.

Next time: I Had a Monster Buffet, and All Life Disappeared from the Forest