Dane had been reincarnated into a bizarre world—one where his newly given body was born a natural-born hunter, while his soul carried the innate power of a witch.

I am Kaipatuni, the god who governs all flesh and blood.

“Then… what kind of god are you exactly? War? Battle? Hunting? Or maybe medicine?”

Haha! Since what you crave most is meat, shouldn’t I be the god of slaughter?

“Ah… slaughter.”

Dane’s body couldn’t survive without meat—literally.

But he didn’t mind. In fact, he welcomed it.

If that was the case… shouldn’t he introduce this world to the true taste of meat?