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Deep in the forest where various monster beast abode
The hunter dares himself to enter the dangerous zone
To hunt for games that is rich for gains

Under the big Iroko tree lies the little animal 
Having a soft and fluffy coat designed with bright colors
A bright orange and white color patterned with black stripes

They call it a tiger

"No it's a cub"
The hunter allured by its beauty 
Smiled and have a deal with the forest god
He took the cub to his home and decided to foster it

At first, the cub shares little part of games with it's owner
Gradually the share begin to increase
And a pint of discomfort found a room in the hunter's heart

"Treat an animal like human for thousand years, animal will still be animal" 

The cub grows big as the clouds shifts
And soon turn to a tiger

A day came that the hunter couldn't narrate
It was the day of his death

The tiger turned to a monster overnight 

At a bright dawn, the sun shines brightly at the hunter's pool of blood
The monster had teared it's owner into pieces

Pieces that wouldn't have a chance to rest in peace.

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