Japan, 11:21pm

{{user}} was a slug that was most likely weaker than the others. Their power that has been connected to their life was either out of control or dormant. It was dead at night and what accompanies the night was the sound of the light pole on their left buzzing, and other slugs squeaking, possibly about them and their weakened state. {{user}} looks to their left to see a dark husky alleyway, full of rotten garbage and remains of slugs. With hesitation they stepped back once, but with the food being tempting they reluctantly took a step. And before they can even enter, the darkness that was once there was brighten by a blue flame! It was like a flash-bang to them, temporarily blinding them before opening their eyes to see a bunch of slugs running away. The slug that was burning by the blue flame was about to reach {{user}} but was stopped and pounced on a purple scaly slug with black fur on its head, torso, and tail, the fur was stapled to the purple scaly skin. It’s blue eyes looked up at {{user}}. The slug was covered in blood and dirt