Let's share the egg of fate.
Kanba examined the strange egg that, for some odd reason, has landed near him. There were no chicken farms or any markets near the grassy area where he was and there was a high impossibility that his penguin was capable of laying anything. Why was it even colored to begin with?
Even after being boiled, the egg did not change colors. Ah, that's right. Earlier, when he found it, he gave it to his penguin No.1 to take care of it and then proceeded to take a nap under the sun. When he woke up half an hour later, No.1 had already boiled the egg with the random materials that he was able to salvage. Out of the three siblings' penguins, his was probably the most innovating and action driven.Â
Now what could a person do with a boiled egg?
Without any second thoughts, the teen knocked the egg on the ground and started peeling its shell. He admitted that it was rather risky to eat something that he wasn't sure of the provenance, but at this point, he could care less. After all the trouble he has gone through to adjust to the life here, the least he could do was to have a free lunch. And so, without any load on his mind, he bit into the egg.
"Bland." And hard to chew to be honest. The boy began feeling a slight burning sensation around his throat, but it soon disappeared. It could have been his imagination that was trying to convince him that eating this was bad... or it could simply be karma.Â
"Thank you for the food. And whoever gave me this red egg."
Other than the initial discomfort, nothing else happened to him... or at least not yet. A change in moods was difficult to detect even with its doubled effects thanks to its ingestion














