"Damn, that hurt!" Rein felt like his body split apart.
The searing pain turned him hot—Pure Titan healing kicking in.
"Who hit me?!"
A sneak attack nearly sent him to the grave.
Then it hit him—no one else should be here.
He shot up. "That mad dog!"
He shouted, but the room stayed silent. No dog.
The oil lamp flickered overhead, shadows dancing. He hadn't been out long.
But the lamp… something off?
He stared, couldn't place it, and turned away.
"Holy—!"
The stone table and chairs froze him. A million gongs rang in his ears.
"T-This… This?!"
Words failed. His brain nearly crashed.
"The table and chairs got huge!"
Dead objects don't grow, so…
"I shrank?!"
Unbelievable, illogical, unreal.
He stumbled back, hitting something.
Clang~
Loud. He spun—a frying pan!
Once a toy in his hands, now taller than him.
"What's happening? Someone explain!"
No answer. His voice echoed, dizzying.
Waking up, everything loomed massive.
He couldn't take it—collapsed.
Ding! Hidden task completed. Reward: 1.8-meter Pure Titan body!
The red task bar flashed.
"What the—!"
A hidden task? Buried too well—no hints!
Without a heads-up, how was he supposed to know?
And this reward—1.8-meter Pure Titan body…
How's that different from being human?
"Wait…" He looked down.
"No way! Still a Pure Titan!"
Smooth belly—no bits!
Slashed from ten-plus meters to 1.8—some reward!
Rein sulked, but then—benefits?
His body still burned—healing intact.
At 1.8 meters, clothed, he'd blend with humans.
Eight-pack still there, power pulsing.
A human with Titan cheats?
Not bad, actually.
"How'd I trigger it?" He frowned. "Mud?"
He spun—the pit loomed huge. The mud figure? Gone.
"Where'd it go?"
Empty pit—no figure, no mud. Clean, evaporated.
He searched everywhere—door sealed, no dog, no mud man.
Sealed room—no thief could nab a useless mud doll.
Stealing mud was one thing, but the whole pit? Nuts.
"Holmes said—rule out the impossible, what's left, however wild, is truth!"
A hunch hit. He climbed the giant pot.
Water rippled as he moved.
Lamplight reflected the room—and him.
Broad forehead, sharp vibe.
Like before, but tweaked—matching the mud man's traits exactly.
Gulp~ Dry throat.
He hated it, but it fit: this 1.8-meter body was the mud man he'd made!
Regret crashed like waves, nearly breaking him.
"Tell me sooner—I'd have made myself hotter!"
"Beefier muscles!"
"Longer legs!"
"And most importantly…" He glanced down. "Why'd I play it safe? Could've added that!"
Would've been a dream come true.
Too late—mud gone, no redo.
Sulking, Rein crouched in the giant room.
"Shrunk, everything's huge—awkward. Can I still beat that dog?"
Mixed feelings swirled.
"Out?" He perked up, darting to the kitchen.
Chimney—faint light, tiny.
"No luck before, but now—perfect fit!"
Too tight for a Titan, but for 1.8 meters? Roomy.
"Wasted too long here—task time!" He eyed the bar. "Those nine tasty Titans are waiting!"
"Don't worry—I'm coming to eat you!"
Grinning, he glanced at the oversized room.
Leaving stung a bit.
He wanted a souvenir, but even a book or chopstick was too big.
"When I retire, I'll come back to chill." With that, he leaped into the chimney.
Square, slick with soot—proof the old tenant loved cooking.
A refined Titan.
Didn't stop Rein. After the waterfall's beatings and useless-but-maybe-useful book smarts, he was the sharpest Titan alive.
Short climb—four, five minutes. Fresh air hit.
Elated, he jumped out, landing on grass.
A glance back—near the lake, chimney hidden in weeds.
Familiar turf—no need to wander.
He washed in the water. Sunlight hit—his profile glowed.
"Wall Rose, here I come!"
849—Pure Titan Rein ended his wild days, heading inside to finish his ticking task.
The mad dog still waited at the door.
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I was reading this Chinese fanfic and found it fun, so here we are. I'll complete it today, or it might take two days.