Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

[Ping! System Search Engine audio version automatically activated.]

[Ping! Polar bears have a powerful bite force of 1200 psi, the strongest amongst all bear species. Their large size contributes to how strong they can bite and what makes them the most deadly bear in the world. The largest polar bear ever recorded weighed more than 2,000 pounds and had a height of around 11 feet.]

[Ping! This giant bear weighs more than 5000 pounds and is 14 feet tall.]

[Ping! The giant bear runs 40km/h while a normal human run at 13km/h.]

"Thank God I'm not a normal human."

Damien zoomed away before the polar bear could get to him. The heavy and giant arms of the bear would crush his body let alone the jaws.

"Why did that fucking system tell me about the bear's powers? Was it to scare me? I didn't even ask the bastard. Fool be doing too much."

He was standing behind the bear. Not far, not near. He was hoping dearly that the bear would not attack the yacht and rip it apart.

Fortunately, the bear turned away from the yacht, to him.

"God saved you."

He gloated. Truth be told, if the bear had touched the yacht, let alone make a tiny mark, he would had been so pissed off that he wouldn't care blasting it off.

If that had happened, that would had really helped quicken the process. He would be done killing it already, but then would be worried about getting another yacht.

On the other note, the bear showing up at that moment helped concentrate his focus. The quicker he killed all the predators on the frozen island, the easier it would be for him to end the tasks and claim the rewards.

Soon enough, he realized a sort of heavy pounding at his front. His consciousness was back. He couldn't believe that he got distracted while standing before such a monstrous creature.

The last time he had an experience with a bear, it was very easy. It was in the Cannibals' village. He had a gun back then. But now? He didn't even remember where he kept the gun. He had obviously given himself away to the system.

He started to run away from the bear, like a normal human. Running past the other side of the mountain which was wide enough to house the giant and fat bear.

The bear would growl and roar as it kept running to catch him. Damien finally stopped at the middle of the frozen space. The endless frozen space.

He didn't run anymore, instead, he would take gentle steps back as the bear approached him. The bear didn't run anymore either. Damien could tell that the fucker was calculating. He was very sure. "Let's have a fair fight."

He gulped. He knew he didn't have the luxury of time for that risk. He shouldn't even be thinking of housing the thoughts. But there he was making a castle for the thought.

For some reason, he wanted the bear to come very close to him. He wanted to determine how tall the bear was beside him. A dumb game huh?

The bear charged at him and threw one of its arms, in an attempt to claw into Damien's face. Damien was swift, his reflexes top-notch. He pushed his body to the back, his legs fixed to the same spot. He felt the wave of the throw.

"Woah."

He exclaimed. He was sure. If that had hit him, he would already become a sorry story. While he tend to want to play a game, he couldn't put his life in line. Though that was exactly what he was doing unconsciously.

"This bastard. You should take it easy at least. We don't have to kill each other. Let's talk business."

He would move back as the bear approached.

"See, I've tamed a wolf and become friends with her, even though she had turned out to be a wench!"

The bear lifted its heavy frame, jumping so high, and almost landed on Damien. On the four!

By the heavens, Damien didn't see that coming. And if he didn't, then he didn't prepare to duck it. But he did duck it. He had no idea how;

The system had tampered with his reflexes, hacking into the organs responsible for swift actions. And now, he was behind the bear on his knees. The bear on his knees too, claws digging into the frozen earth. Only if those claws had had a contact with Damien's chest.

"Woah... that was so close."

Damien realized that he didn't have time to make jokes anymore. Things were beginning to go out of hand. If he kept up with that, he might lose his life. The thought was scary.

"This bastard can jump? Waah... I thought you were too heavy to lift your body. You should come around sometime to Vegas and teach those fat ass people your trick. Believe me, no body shaming."

The bear got back on its feet and turned to him. Damien searched the corners of the bear's eyes. It was growing a sort of shade which sent chills down his own spines.

He should click on one of the skills or features that would make killing the beast a cakewalk, but no! He wanted to have a fair fight. He wanted his wits to earn him this victory. Something he could boast about. Too bad, what he was trying to avoid was what he was actually entertaining.

Lucky enough for him, his eyes caught the crack on where the bear was standing.

"Yea, that's it."

He smirked. He had found a way.

"The only problem is making another crack. By then, it would be soft enough to --"

The bear charged at him again, more determinedly this time.

"Somersault over his head!!!"

Damien didn't know why he shouted those words. He didn't think of doing it in the first place.

But too late, his body was pushed violently into the air by a great force. His frame twirling and rolling in the air till he was thrown over the giant and 15ft tall bear. But he felt a squish in his thighs, a pain stinging.

He dropped back on that spot the bear had left. The impact of his fall was strong enough to further crack that frozen lot. He smiled at the effect. He didn't remember the pain in his thighs.

He could hear the depth of the frozen floor crackling. Just a wild impact on it again and it would break open.

Yea, that was exactly what he needed.

The bear turned back at him again, snarling.

"Come bitch. Come. Let's get this over with. I'm tired of you already."

He yelled at the bear. That worked a sort of magic. Damien could see a strange flow of illuminant in the eyes of the bear.

Though he had no idea what that meant, he could only hope that it would allign with what he had in mind. That was his hope.

But then, the bear refused to move. Its eyes was on the cracked spot where Damien was standing.

"Did it notice? Are bears that clever?"

He wasn't sure of what else to think. The crackling sound beneath him kept coming. He needed to act fast or he would be the one falling into the cold and icy body of water. He would be lucky enough not to land in the jaws of another wandering great white shark.

"Come bastard... come now..."

But the bear wouldn't budge.

"Waah... this is killing me."

"Come, you retard!!!!"

He screamed, but it seemed like he was making a show for the bear. He seemed like a clown, and the bear looked like it was paid to watch him act.

The bear began to take gentle but heavy steps forward.

"Yes, that's right. Come right now."

He nodded, nervously. The iced floor around him was beginning to break, into small squares and circles.

"Now... now..."

The bear kept coming but then stopped again.

"What... what now? Why are you stopping?"

The bear suddenly pushed its body forward, throwing its two heavy arms at him. That was way off the course of what Damien planned. Was he really think that things would go as planned? When the bear thrusted its body and arms at the same time to grab him, he realized that not only was the bear tall but long. And close enough, he could see how terrifying the creature looked. He must have been on luck's side, feeling no fear earlier because of the trust he had cast on the system.

The heavy palms of the bear almost clasped his small body when he lifted his frame off the tiny ice circle which crumbled at once beneath him. He climbed up the big arms of the bear, racing up till he was able to sit on its neck, thighs locked to the fat and cold furs of the bear's head.

At that, the bear lost its balance and fell face down, across the broken potion of the frozen floor. It made an attempt to roll over and throw Damien away. If Damien fell, he would drown in the cold waters; Just the splashes alone caused by the wild shake of the bear was way too much to bear. He realized that he had to act at once without any delay.

He pressed both his palms to the fat head of the bear and screamed,

"Snap!!!"

Suddenly, a great pressure was applied on his wrists and that force helped twist the neck of the bear which snapped at once.

"Leap!"

His body was thrown off the back of the dead bear to a hard surface.

"Wow... that was so exhausting."

Suddenly he began to hear cracks behind him, from the ocean up ahead. He turned. The frozen floor was beginning to crack, throwing splinters of ice, sharper than glass into the air. "The island perishing?"

Damien was really stunned. He turned away from that view. The only option he had was the cave.

He looked back to the ocean. The speed of the cracks and crumbling had increased and were now traveling at great speed.

It was now or never.

Back towards the cave he looked.

"Zoom!"

He called! He was lucky. If he had delayed another second, he would had drowned. He could even feel the cold water on his soles while he took the first wild and electric stride.