Old Major, a prize-winning boar, gathers the animals of the Manor Farm for a meeting in the big barn. He tells them of a dream he has had in which all animals live together with no human beings to oppress or control them. He tells the animals that they must work toward such a paradise and teaches them a song called “Beasts of England,” in which his dream vision is lyrically described. The animals greet Major’s vision with great enthusiasm. When he dies only three nights after the meeting, three younger pigs—Snowball, Napoleon, and Squealer—formulate his main principles into a philosophy called Animalism. Late one night, the animals manage to defeat the farmer, Mr. Jones, in a battle, running him off the land. They rename the property Animal Farm and dedicate themselves to achieving Major’s dream. The cart-horse Boxer devotes himself to the cause with particular zeal, committing his great strength to the prosperity of the farm and adopting as a personal maxim the affirmation “I will work harder.”

Old Major, a prize-winning boar, gathers the animals of the Manor Farm for a meeting in the big barn. He tells them of a dream he has had in which all animals live together with no human beings to oppress or control them. He tells the animals that they must work toward such a paradise and teaches them a song called “Beasts of England,” in which his dream vision is lyrically described. The animals greet Major’s vision with great enthusiasm. When he dies only three nights after the meeting, three younger pigs—Snowball, Napoleon, and Squealer—formulate his main principles into a philosophy called Animalism. Late one night, the animals manage to defeat the farmer, Mr. Jones, in a battle, running him off the land. They rename the property Animal Farm and dedicate themselves to achieving Major’s dream. The cart-horse Boxer devotes himself to the cause with particular zeal, committing his great strength to the prosperity of the farm and adopting as a personal maxim the affirmation “I will work harder.”

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This is a repost of: Animal Farm, which is a satirical allegorical novella. Written by George Orwell. The book tells the story of a group of farm animals who rebel against their human farmer, hoping to create a society where the animals can be equal, free, and happy. Ultimately, the rebellion is betrayed, and the farm ends up in a state as bad as it was before, under the dictatorship of a pig named Napoleon. I don't own any rights to the novel, translation, and cover photo. Nor I do make any money of this translation. Credits to the real author.

Marvel is here, incarnate as King Kong.

Holding a golden hoop and dancing wildly at the Pentagon, no one can stop! !

Step across the Atlantic Ocean, kill Godzilla, get [Hellfire] Burning prayer!

I opened my mouth and spit out, [Green Lotus in full bloom] 30,000 miles of sword energy surged and shattered the vast galaxy!

After that, countless heroes wailed, "This product is really abnormal."

Countless heroines cried and wounded, "He can't help but grow bigger, but he can also become smaller, he, he is just a farm animal!!"

So.. Now what? Am I supposed to be a farmer, milk cows all day and tend to my crops. I'd be lucky if it had been that easy.

The intention is too create a story that is both interesting and has plot points that matter, whilst pushing the lewd where it's accessible- Sex isn't main, but it is? 
I am convoluted queen.

Jaden, a litteral perverted freak stumbles upon a game.
Plays it until she's in it.
How'd it happen, iunno?

So... Now what? Am I supposed to be a farmer, milk cows all day and tend to my crops. 
I'd be lucky if it had been that easy.

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As long as Ezekiel could remember he has always had this voice in his head. It calls itself Genesis the system of the Monster Farm.

The System claimed that it was made to make me into the number one Beast tamer in the world.

Well today he is six years old, and he is finally ready to complete the mission that he has had since he was born.

It was to capture one Beast that is from the wild. There seemed to be no time limit on completion, as he had it for six years already, but he decided to finally finish it.

Ezekiel was sitting in a tree waiting for his prey to come beneath him as he grasped his Beast capture Talisman provided by the system.

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Carl, finds himself on one of those Jump Chain Adventures.

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Carl, finds himself on one of those Jump Chain Adventures.

Inwardly letting out a sigh of disbelief from the fact that he had obtained a new title that quickly, Bell went ahead and commanded the system to show the description of the new title he had obtained in front of him. While he was waiting for the small screen that contained the title's description to appear in front of his field of vision, the young mosquito took a look at the remaining amount of blood he could siphon from the bull he was standing on, muttering to himself, "50 more points worth of Impure Blood Energy before this bull would meet the same end as the horse and the bull I siphoned from a while ago."
Ding!
Coincidentally, just as he was finished talking to himself, the small screen appeared in front of him, naturally accompanied by a notification sound from the system to alert him. Without delay, he went ahead and focused his field of vision on the screen in front of him as he skimmed through the text written. It did not take long for him to radiate an aura of curiosity as he said, "Hoh? This title offers something I wasn't expecting. On top of that, it could also be upgraded."
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[Farm Slaughterer (Incomplete)]
A title given to those who have achieved 2 maxed out Constitution Skills from beings usually found on farms.
> Increases the amount of Impure Blood Energy available for the owner to siphon from farm-based beings by 50%
{Note: Achieve 5 maxed out Constitution Skills from farm-based beings, and this title will undergo an upgrade!}
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 Making sure that he had not misread the title's description, he went ahead and read through everything a few more times before closing the screen in front of him. After doing that, he focused his field of vision towards the back of the bull he was standing on as he said to himself, "Alright then. First test. Does this title also affect farm animals that have blood siphoned out of them already?"
"Identify Blood Energy," he commanded the system not long after saying those words, allowing the small screen on the top left of his vision to undergo a slight change. Focusing his sense of vision onto this small screen, he could not help but feel a bit gleeful as he knew that he would be able to siphon more blood from farm animals than before.
'Remaining IBE: 75/180'
Confirming that the title was in effect, as well as replacing the current title he had equipped with the new title he had obtained, he started to suck through his proboscis once more. Naturally, he reveled in the taste of blood. This time though, he knew that he would be able to revel in it for far longer as any animal he chose to siphon blood from would have more blood for him to siphon…or at least, that's what the system implied.
…
Ding!
[The being is now dead.]
Eventually, after reveling in the sensation blood brought to him for quite some time, the system brought him back to reality, alerting him that the bull was now dead. Although he was slightly disappointed that he would not be able to siphon any more blood from the bull anymore since it was dead, Bell had to accept that it would be something that he had to get used to if he wanted to reach a Constitution stat of 1.
"On top of that, I could just continue siphoning more blood from another being if I wanted to enjoy the taste of blood again. The taste doesn't change anyway," Bell muttered to himself, only to inwardly chuckle as he wondered if he was thankful that the system gave him a chance to increase his strength or the fact that it allowed him to seek delight from the taste of blood for far longer.
"Either way, the taste of blood while increasing my Constitution is a good way to forget the fact that I only have a short amount of time left…in this world…" he said not long after, his words gradually slowing down until he let out a long sigh. Removing the sudden pessimistic thought he had, he took a glance at the night sky, noticing that the three moons were past their peak already. After taking a look at the moons, he decided to fulfill the requirements of the title he had just received, curious as to what kind of upgrade the title would undergo if he achieved its requirements.
With that in mind, he silently paid respects to the animals he had siphoned to death so far before starting to fly off once again…only to zoom forth once more. Fortunately, this time around, he was able to control his strength in a shorter span of time, prompting him to inwardly let out a sigh of relief as he forgot that his Constitution had increased once more.
"Speaking of which, how much Constitution have I obtained from maxing out the bull's skill?" he asked himself as he allowed himself to become more and more familiar with his new level of strength. He also asked the system to show him his status screen, but only the part that pertained to his Constitution.
Ding!
Surprisingly, the system accepted his command as a notification sound resounded throughout his mind. Not long after, a small rectangular screen appeared in his mind. Taking a look at his current Constitution stat, he could not help but ponder over some things as he said to himself, "After siphoning two bulls' worth of blood, my Constitution has basically doubled, huh."
'Constitution: 0.036'
Although it was still far away from the goal the system set for him, it was still a great contrast to his original Constitution stat of 0.001. It was while he was thinking about this that he was finished pondering over some things. As to what those things were, it was the reasoning behind his adjustment to his newfound strength whenever his Constitution would increase.
"If my Constitution undergoes a great increase, like what happened with me maxing out the horse's skill, then it would take a while for me to adjust to my newfound strength. But if the difference between my previous Constitution and my new Constitution is only a few points or a few increments, then it would be easier to adjust to it," he said to himself, committing the thought to memory as the information he had received from the system did not discuss this at all.
While he was still thinking about it, he could not help but shiver at the idea of him adjusting to his current Constitution if his previous Constitution was still at 0.001.
"I'd probably zoom past the fence with only a single flap if that were to be the case," he said to himself as he decided to end the topic then and there. After that, he went ahead and increased his altitude, allowing him to get a better look at the fenced-off area's insides. Surprisingly, whenever his Constitution stat would increase, the range of his vision would increase as well…though it wasn't a shock anymore when he remembered that the Constitution stat was based on every physical capability he had.
After circling the fenced-off area for a bit, he finally found his next target, unhesitatingly landing on its backside. This animal's height was around half of a horse. In terms of heft, though, it might not lose out to a bull. Sporting skin that was pale pink in color, which was complemented with a rat-like tail and a long snout, it was obvious that the next animal Bell decided to siphon from was a pig.
"Identify Blood Energy," he said at the very instant he landed on the pig's back, changing the values of the numbers found on the screen on the top left portion of his vision. After doing some simple calculations in his mind, he pricked his proboscis into the skin of the pig as he muttered, "I would be able to siphon 120 points of Impure Blood Energy from this pig. Taking into consideration that the title is in effect, the amount of Constitution I would get from maxing out the pig's skill is probably a decent chunk."
Slurp…
After making a few hypotheses on how much Constitution he would obtain from maxing out his third Constitution skill, Bell went ahead and reveled in the delight of blood once more. Of course, he would be disturbed by the system every once in a while as his stomach would be filled to the brim, prompting him to focus all of his hard-earned points onto [Enhanced Blood Storage].
And just like that, time passed by with him undergoing a monotonous routine of siphoning blood then upgrading his skills. Naturally, this monotonous routine would come to an end as multiple notification sounds resounded in his mind, telling him that something different had happened.
Retracting his proboscis from the pig's skin, Bell already had a hunch on what notifications he would obtain. Without hesitation, he went ahead and read through the notifications inside his mind as he muttered to himself, "The amount of Impure Blood Energy I need to siphon for the Constitution Skill to increase in level is higher than what I had to siphon for the horse's skill to increase. Is it because of the title as well?"
Ding!
[The being is now dead.]
[Pig's Tenacity (9/10) -> (MAX)]
[Constitution +0.001]
[Obtain 2 more maxed out Constitution Skills to upgrade 'Farm Slaughterer (Incomplete)' to the next level!]
After closing the notifications he had just read, he commanded the system to show his new Constitution stat. After that, Bell flew off from the pig he had just siphoned to death as he searched for the next animal he was going to siphon blood from. As he did this, he took note of the changes the increase in his Constitution brought, solidifying the statement he committed to memory earlier. Since the increase in Constitution was not a lot compared to his previous Constitution, it only took around a few seconds or so for him to adjust to the small increase in strength.
As a few more minutes pass by, Bell eventually found the next animal he would siphon blood from, trying to recall the memories he had in his past life if these types of animals were actually located in such a cramped area. Of course, since he was a mosquito, he had no problems maneuvering through even the smallest gaps in the shed that these animals were located in.
These animals were resting under beds made out of straw, which Bell immediately connected with an animal he was familiar with in his previous life. Due to his weak Constitution back then, he had to eat a ton of these animals in order to grow muscle. The next animal that Bell would siphon blood from was none other than the chicken.
Of course, there was no difference in what he had to do when he would siphon blood from a chicken, a horse, a bull, or a pig. If there was a difference, it would be the amount of Impure Blood Energy he could obtain from the animal. Since the animal he was siphoning blood from this time was smaller and weaker than the three previous types of animals he had siphoned from, it was a certainty that the amount of Constitution he would obtain from it was far less.
Ding!
With a cacophony of notification sounds signaling that the chicken he was siphoning from was dead, Bell went ahead and retracted his proboscis from one of the chickens' skins before proceeding to find another animal to siphon blood from.
As he flew in a circle around the fenced-off area to find another type of animal to siphon blood from, the young mosquito took a look at the notifications he had received as he said to himself, "I only need to obtain one more Constitution skill from one of these animals before [Farm Slaughterer (Incomplete)] would undergo an upgrade. I wonder what kind of upgrade it would undergo."
[The being is now dead.]
[Chicken's Dexterity (9/10) -> (MAX)]
[Constitution +0.0006]
[Obtain 1 more maxed out Constitution Skill to upgrade 'Farm Slaughterer (Incomplete)' to the next level!]
Buzz…
Taking a look at the sky as he had arrived at the final animal he would siphon blood from before the title would upgrade to the next level, he could not help but feel a bit expectant and excited as to what kind of changes the title would undergo. Calming his emotions by taking in a few deep breaths, he stuck his proboscis into the final animal's skin before starting to suck blood through it once more. As he was just starting to siphon blood from this animal, he could not help but complain, "Wool is such a pain to weave through."
From that statement alone, there was no mistaking that the final animal Bell chose to siphon blood from was none other than a sheep. Just like the previous siphoning sessions, there was nothing unremarkable about the current siphoning session. To be honest, Bell could not help but let out a sigh of relief as he heard the cacophony of notification sounds from the system, prompting him to fly up to the surface of the sheep's wool. At this moment, he also realized that even though he would be able to revel in the taste of blood quite often, he would eventually become numb to it.
After deciding to hover a decent height about the sheep's corpse after seeing that the sheep's wool would still compress under his weight, he went ahead and opened up the latest string of notifications he had received from the system as the aura of expectation and joy radiated from him at full blast.
[The being is now dead.]
[Sheep's Vigor (9/10) -> (MAX)]
[Constitution +0.0008]
[You have obtained 5 maxed out Constitution Skills from farm-based beings!]
[' Farm Slaughterer (Incomplete)' has been upgraded to 'Farm Slaughterer (Bronze)'!]
"Finally!" Bell said with a tone of glee as his hard work had finally paid off. Before he commanded the system to open up the upgraded title's description, he took a look at the sky, only to realize that a large amount of time had passed since the young mosquito started to siphon blood with the purpose of upgrading the title he had received.
"It's actually dawn already," he muttered as the sky towards the eastern horizon had taken on a slightly orange hue. In some parts, the light blue sky could also be seen. With this in mind, he could not help but mutter to himself, "Can this be considered as my first day in this new world?"
After making a mental note that he would ask the system as to how much time has passed since his arrival into this world, he finally went ahead and commanded the system to open up the new title's description…
…Only to stop as his antennae picked up the sound of a gate being opened.
Creak…
"Oh boy."

Dying due to the bite of a mosquito, Bell accepted his fate as he wished that the heavens would give him a second chance at life. Fortunately, his wish was heard as he was indeed given a second chance...but with some twists involved. Ironically, he was a mosquito in this second life, a being he termed as a fragile harbinger of death. Feeling that the heavens have forsaken him, he went ahead and pleaded to the heavens to give him a sign of what he had to do in this life. It did not take long for the heavens to answer, bestowing him with the Blood Monarch System.
 
Now equipped with the Blood Monarch System, as well as renewed confidence, let us witness the adventures of Bell in his journey to immortality...one suck at a time!

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