I Got My System Late, But I'll Become Beastgod-Chapter 130: The Forest With No Exit

Aamir sat high on a thick tree branch, his legs swinging lazily in the air.

The tree was full of colorful fruits — some glowing, some steaming, some gently humming like they were singing a lullaby. Aamir scratched his head and picked the weirdest one among them.

It was half blue, half red, and when he broke it open, the inside was yellow — but even that was strange. One side was juicy, almost dripping, while the other half looked dry and bland like an old potato.

"Huh. What in the floating world is this?" Aamir muttered.

He raised his hand and activated his ability.

[Appraisal]

A crimson system screen appeared in front of his eyes, glowing with floating letters.

Twin-Coloured Tectrum Fruit

Refreshes any type of energy

Edible

Aamir tilted his head. "Refreshes energy? What kind of energy? Mana and adrenaline?"

He frowned. "Luman, are there more types of energy in the world?"

Luman’s voice replied calmly in his mind. frёewebηovel.cѳm

"There are many types of energy, Aamir. Mana and adrenaline are just the basics. This universe holds more than you can imagine."

Aamir blinked. "Huh... well, that’s fair. I mean, I am stuck in a magical mystery forest."

He took a bite from the blue side of the fruit.

At first, it tasted sweet and cold — but then—

"Brrrrr... what the heck!" Aamir shivered. "Why is it suddenly freezing?!"

His skin tingled with cold. He hugged himself, trying to stop his teeth from chattering.

But then he shrugged.

"Well... weird forest, weird weather."

And he took a bite from the red side.

"AAAH! HOT! HOT!"

Now his whole body was heating up like he’d swallowed spicy lava. He fanned his face with his hands.

"Why the hell is this temperature flipping again and again?!"

Luman’s voice returned. "That may be the effect of the fruit itself."

Aamir checked the description again. And sure enough — it mentioned a side effect:

Side Effect: May cause temperature imbalance based on energy flow.

He groaned. "Man, everything here is either trying to kill me... or prank me."

Still, it did taste kind of good.

He took another bite — this time from the bland side. It was dry and tasteless.

Then from the other half again — juicy and refreshing.

"...What’s wrong with this place?! Even the fruits are confused!"

He sighed and munched the rest anyway. After a few more bites, a cool, fresh feeling spread through his chest.

His arms and legs stopped aching. His head cleared up. His body felt light — energized.

"Okay... I’ll admit. That’s not bad."

Feeling better, he picked another one for later and stored it in his dimensional space — along with a few extras.

Then he stretched, yawned, and leaned back on the thick branch.

"Just a nap. A short one..."

A Few Hours Later...

BOOM!

Something smashed into the tree — hard.

Aamir jerked awake just as the branch snapped beneath him.

"WAAAHH—"

He hit the ground with a thud and rolled over, groaning.

"Oww... that fruit energy wore off fast..."

Then he looked up.

And froze.

In front of him stood a massive beast.

Its body was like a rhinoceros — but way more terrifying. Four thick horns curled from its skull like daggers. Its hide shimmered with metal plates, and its eyes glowed red with pure rage.

It was breathing hard.

Staring straight at Aamir.

With killing intent.

"Uhhh..." Aamir looked at the tree behind him — now completely fruitless. The same tree the beast had just slammed into.

"...Wait a second," Aamir whispered. "Did you want those fruits?"

The beast stomped forward.

Aamir raised his hands nervously. "Okay, listen bro. I didn’t know you were saving the tree snacks. I’ve got some left, I can share—"

The beast snarled.

Its horns lowered.

It charged.

"OH COME ON!"

Aamir barely dodged as the ground cracked behind him. The beast’s head smashed into a rock, sending chunks flying.

He rolled, then jumped up.

"I just got my energy back and now you wanna fight me?!"

The beast roared and charged again.

Aamir ducked under the swing of its horn, then spun around and punched it in the side.

WHAM!

The beast skidded back, surprised.

"You’re not the only one with upgrades," Aamir said, cracking his knuckles. "I’m not in the mood... but if you want a fight—"

"Let’s go, hornhead."

The battle that followed was short but wild. Aamir dodged, weaved, and used his agility to outmaneuver the bulky beast. His strikes were faster, more precise. He used the environment — trees, stones, even falling fruit — to keep the beast off balance.

Finally, after a powerful blow to the beast’s chest, it slumped down, panting heavily.

Aamir walked over, also breathing hard, and sat on the other side of the tree.

Both of them were bruised, dirty... and hungry.

Aamir pulled out a fruit from his dimensional space and rolled it to the beast.

"See? I said I’d give you one if you just waited."

The beast grunted but took the fruit and started eating.

They sat there in silence, both exhausted.

"...Man," Aamir muttered, "I’m not even sure if this place wants me to survive or die. Like one minute it’s all peaceful. The next, some rhino-lord is trying to kill me."

He looked at the beast, who was now chewing calmly beside him.

"You’re lucky you’re cute when you’re not trying to impale me."

The beast blinked at him.

Aamir leaned back and stared at the misty sky again.

This forest... was insane.

Strange beasts.

Weird food.

Endless land.

No exit.

Nothing made sense.

But somehow — Aamir smiled.

"...Still better than dying in that war, I guess."

The sunless sky stayed the same — always glowing softly, never changing.

Aamir leaned against the now half-broken tree, munching the last bite of the strange fruit.

Beside him, the four-horned beast—now calm—lay quietly, licking its wounds while crunching on glowing roots it had dug up from the ground.

Aamir stretched and sighed. "Alright, Hornhead. I can’t sit here forever."

The beast tilted its head.

Aamir stood and dusted off his clothes. "You like this spot, right? Trees, food, some water nearby. Good place to rest. So you stay here and gather some stuff. Make it a nice little... home base or something."

The beast let out a low snort — not angry, just curious.

Aamir patted its head gently. "Yeah, yeah. I know you’re tough, but someone’s gotta watch the fruits."

He looked around, then pointed.

"Stack stones around the tree. Gather those glowing leaves. Maybe pile some of that moss to sleep on."

The beast blinked.

Aamir gave a tired smile. "Look, I’ve got no idea how to survive in this place... but we’re not dying in the dirt, okay?"

Then he stepped back, slung his little satchel over his shoulder, and said:

"I’m gonna look for a way out."

Aamir walked deeper into the strange, glowing forest.

At first, it felt normal — or as normal as a magical place filled with floating leaves and glowing beasts could be.

The trees swayed gently with no wind. The sky had no sun, no moon — just a soft swirl of white and blue light that pulsed like it was breathing.

The ground changed every few hundred meters.

Some parts were soft grass.

Others had floating pebbles in the air.

Some areas had roots twisting in impossible directions, like they were dancing.

Everything felt alive.

"Luman," Aamir whispered. "Any idea where the edge of this place is?"

"Still scanning. I cannot sense any borders or fixed terrain."

"What do you mean?" Aamir frowned. "Even big forests have edges."

"This one doesn’t behave like a normal space. Its structure seems... layered."

Aamir raised an eyebrow. "So it’s like walking in circles?"

"Not quite. You are moving forward... but the forest extends endlessly by adjusting the terrain in real time."

Aamir blinked. "You mean it’s growing as I walk?"

"In simple terms — yes."

Aamir groaned. "Great. So I’m inside a magical illusion maze that expands as I move. Just my luck."

Still, he kept walking.

Hours Later...

Aamir had walked for hours.

He marked trees.

He climbed a rock to look around.

He even threw glowing fruit pieces to see if they’d hit a wall.

Nothing.

No signs of an exit.

No break in the terrain.

Just trees, strange ruins, floating rocks, and glowing mist.

"Is this place looping?" he asked.

"No looping. Just expansion."

"How is that better?!"

Aamir sighed. "Okay, think. There has to be a pattern. Dungeons have patterns. Boss rooms. Traps. Rewards. This one must have rules."

He spotted another glowing creature — this time, a bird with three tails and fire feathers.

It looked at him, squawked softly, and flew away.

He didn’t follow it. He was too tired now.

Instead, he sat near a rock and pulled out a fruit from his storage.

"...I guess I should be thankful for dimensional space."

He ate silently, then lay down on a mossy patch.

But even as he tried to rest, a thought poked at his mind.

"What if there is no exit?"

What if this forest — this Eternal Dungeon — wasn’t a test... but a prison?

An hour later, Aamir stood again and yelled.

"HEY! ANYONE OUT THERE?!"

His voice echoed... then vanished into silence.

He picked up a stick and slammed it against a tree.

"No teleport points... no quests... no map... not even a system notification!"

He took a deep breath.

"Okay. Fine."

He activated [Appraisal] on the ground. On the trees. On random creatures.

Same result every time.

Levels. Not tiers. No Farel. No Predator. No Legendary.

No mana signs.

No energy readings.

Just Levels.

"Luman..." Aamir asked quietly. "Is this really a dungeon?"

There was a pause.

"It is a sealed sub-layer of the Eternal Dungeon. A place disconnected from standard dungeon logic."

"And what does that mean?"

"You will not find traditional exits, teleportation gates, or boss rooms... unless this layer allows you to."

Aamir’s stomach twisted.

"So I’m not just stuck. I’m trapped."

"Yes. But not forever. There must be a key condition to escape. Dungeons always have rules — even divine ones."

"...Even divine ones, huh?"

Aamir sat back down.

The silence felt heavier now.

The strange noises of the forest — distant howls, flapping wings, rustling leaves — they all seemed louder.

He wasn’t afraid.

But he wasn’t brave either.

He just felt... small.

Alone in a forest that stretched forever. With no map. No allies. No answers.

Just a broken system, a strange beast companion, and a soul full of questions.

"...Alright," Aamir whispered. "If I can’t find the way out, I’ll make one."

He stood.

He picked up a glowing stick, pointed it like a sword, and said:

"I’m Aamir. I’ve survived wars. I’ve fought dragons. I’ve seen kings fall."

"I won’t be defeated by trees."

He turned back the way he came.

At least, he hoped it was the way.

Time to return to Hornhead and begin preparing for something bigger — because if there’s no exit... then this forest was going to become his kingdom.

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