Animals and mystical stuff.
Bad hoomans and big families.
Heroics Ensue.
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Main character is going go be a wolf.

Perfect description. * claps *

Still setting up foundation with some folklore world building.

If you want a cool mc story this is totally gonna be it.

...When I write more.

This is 'write when I can' story.

I already have like half the plot planned out I just gotta grind through chapter writing now.

Okay that's enough rambling from me~

A young golden haired youth with amnesia found himself in a world filled with monsters , dragons, magic and strange animals. As he was about to be attacked by a pack of giant wolves , a massive figure appeared before him, wearing a black cloak and a giant sword strapped on his back
the man chased the wolves away with ease, the boy. Witnessing this, was indebted and thankful for the man, the boy decided to help him with his journey, carrying his luggage, discovering this strange world and his past.

Shami undressed as she prepared to turn into her wolf form. The transformation usually had her limbs grow extra bone joints as well as have her human parts dissolve into her animal form. She noosed a sack with 2 mana plants in it, in case her wolf form would quickly burn out her mana reserves. As she embarked to the den of the wolves, with her brown thick fur and ravenous teeth showing, she simply  worried about one thing. Encountering the master of the Ethereal Woods. If Tanatswa had dug deeper into asking her how she would go about meeting and discussing with these blood thirsty wolves, he would have probably disallowed her to go. The reason behind her taking this risk alone, was because she believed that it was the best possible solution to ward off any survivors with evil intentions.


Tanatswa had set a target of at least 20 unicorns, primarily the adult animals. He could out run them at his current level and easily subdue them. The thought of animal conservation didn't cross his mind so he simply went in to kill, with his heart sealed. Tanatswa would observe a herd and then leap towards them. The free fall method was efficient in catching the wildlife by surprise. As soon as he would land in the centre, he would swing his hands against their fragile limbs and bludgeon them to death. One by one, he would subdue them and take them down. 



His fists would gore the beasts, with blood gushing out as he punched through their abdominal muscles, backs, necks and limbs. there was an outcry amongst the unicorns and herbivorous creatures. The land was drenched in blood and even Tanatswa became soaked in it. The carcasses that were left from the onslaught were tied together inside a huge net. The net was made using the thick vines. Tanatswa lifted their weight and moved with their carcasses like a dung beetle. The animals feared him, but he didn't care. All that engulfed his mind was how Shami was handling her end of the arrangement.




Shami got close to the woods, stricken with fear but at the same time hoping for the best. She began to howl, signalling the other wolfs from deep within. She had made it a point to have the location of the dark figure added to her custom goal. The wolves, from what she had gathered, were not loyal to the sadistic alien woman, but simply enjoyed her company because she provided them a healthy breeding ground and an area where they can easily kill off animals that wandered off. 



If the dark figure, took interest in a random wolf calling her wolves, she would immediately retreat and have to face the facts that she failed, but to her fortune, her location remained constant. All that ended up happening was a pack of wolves, sprinting from the depths of the woods, heading towards her. Regardless of the fact that she could look like these beasts, most of them had a higher level than her. Unlike Tanatswa who had recently reached level 4, if these wolves were to attack her, she would probably die. She was risking herself and her child, but hopefully this meeting would yield beneficial results.


The alpha male of the pack took the lead, with his entourage of 17 wolves to back him up. Shami recognised one of the wolves she practiced communication and began to speak.


"Blood hound, I have come again, this time with a proposition." she said, barking as she conveyed her message in the language the wolves understood.

"Packless female, why have you come? No male here has an interest in breeding with a female that's expecting a pup. Unless you have found a good hunting ground, the pack will be angry." said the wolf.
"I have food, but it's the food that comes from my master. The human who lives by the fortress of stone, offers you unicorn flesh and anything that chews the cud. We will hunt for you and gather the meat, but in return, you will safeguard his fortress from visitors who wish to steal his possessions." she said, feigning confidence. As soon as she was done, the alpha of pack howled and all the rowdiness accompanied by the entire pack became silent. The wolf known as bloodhound, kept quiet and left her fate to be determined by the alpha male.

"So you come unexpectedly, already bearing the child of a wolf unknown to our clan and think you can offer us something good in return for us protecting your human master. How true is it that there will be meat that will sate my pack? If the meat is as good as you say, then we could consider assisting you, or you could give us your master so that we can devour it's flesh." said the alpha wolf, whose domineering presence gave her the chills.
"I will not give away my master to be eaten, besides he would probably kill you if you tried to challenge him." she said, defiantly, as if driven by her wolf instincts to give a snarky response.
"You dare taunt me wretched female! My pack can do away with you right now and we would go on with our everyday lives without agreeing to your deal. If it is as strong as you say, then you have no need for us to guard you fortress." said the alpha of the pack. The surrounding wolves began to growl, showing her their hostility. She had hoped that the wolves would be agreeable and simply oblige her offer, but the pack lead was being stubborn.



"You'd honestly attack me, knowing that it is a struggle to hunt and gather meat these days, especially with the animals well aware of your tactics? I am offering you a simple solution in which you don't have to use effort." she remarked, barking furiously.
"We are happy with the blue creature that governs us. Whatever you have to offer, must topple her..." said the wolf before being attacked. Shami morphed her back hind legs into talons and sprouted wings immediately as she pounced on the alpha. her claws wedged deep into the back of the alpha and she began to lift the beast into the air. The wolves began to bark loudly and even attempted to tackle her in mid air. She evaded their advances and managed to hold onto the weight of the alpha.



 The alpha was shaking uncontrollably, trying to free itself from her hold. The wolf form that had wings and back legs for talons was holding the animal tight, as blood trickled from its shoulders. Shami had decided to use the only other method that worked in convincing these brutes. Killing the alpha. She flew up high, trying by all means to close to the planet's stratosphere. When her mana was close to reaching zero, she maneuvered her head and took a bite from the bah that was noosed over her neck. No matter how much the alpha struggled, she maintained her grip. It was no different from curling a weight in a stationary position and thanks to her boyfriend's gym enthusiasm, she learned how to endure muscle fatigue. When she began to feel the absence of oxygen, she decided to let the alpha loose. If she had gone for a direct confrontation, the wolves would have ganged up on her and killed her. It was in the spur of the moment, but she decided to get rid of her problem in her own unique way.



As the alpha's body fell down, she flapped her wings, gliding close behind as the wolf dealt with free fall. In 6 minutes  16 seconds, the alpha's body landed splat on the ground. After falling 30000 feet it's body got wrecked by the impact and instantly died. Shami landed on top of the body and began to howl, calling for the wolves. If this didn't work, then she had just made her boyfriend slaughter those unicorns for nothing. In a matter of moments, the pack converged at where she was, with grimaced facial expressions on their faces. Before they got within 10 feet of her she began to bark loudly at them.



"You stubborn alpha was killed by a mere pregnant female, offering you a solid solution. Do not be foolish like your leader here who has met his end. You are to get you best wolves, to guard the fortress I speak of and agree to my terms." she demanded. The rest of the pack howled for their alpha, but soon enough, they obliged her. If their leader could be killed by her, then they owed it to themselves to entertain her whims. The carcass of the alpha was defecated on by the entire pack, soiled in shame as the animals relieved themselves. Not long after this, Shami returned to home base with a pack of wolves. Upon witnessing this pack show up at their home, Tanatswa was ready to execute them until he noticed Shami among the wolves. She then told the wolves to devour the unicorn flesh as a ceremonial pact of agreement. The beasts dug into the meat, voraciously chewing and beckering with each other as they fattened their tummies. Tanatswa found these animals revolting and simply looked away. Shami went inside and then reverted back to her human form. She quickly dressed up to hide her nakedness and when Tanatswa showed up they began to discuss.



"So that went well then?" asked Tanatswa, who was curious.
"Yeah, it did. I was a bit scared that it wouldn't but it did. Gosh, wolves are really scary to talk to." said Shami, languidly.
"So they are going to be our guard dogs, just like that?"
"Yeah. We now own killer hounds. I guess we are expanding our household." she said, before being overcome with a sudden lapse in strength. Her nausea was kicking in and she thus began to vomit. Tanatswa rushed to get a bucket so that she wouldn't spoil the floor. Upon handing her one, he held her by the should and aided her. Tanatswa then went onto to say, "I will give you the herb stuff for your tummy. This should help with the nausea." Tanatswa rushed into the kitchen and opened cabinets where there were containers with mixed herb solutions. He quickly returned to her to administer the medicine and she took it in, slowly as she sweated.



"I think I need to lie down and rest Tanatswa. I am sorry I messed up the floor. It must be gross having to clean after your girlfriend's vomit. I promise to be extra..." she said, feeling a bit self conscious.
"It's not a problem. You just rest. Don't think too much about it." he said, trying to placate her.
"You're way too nice. Needy women would like that." said, snarkly.
"If you can joke even in your condition, then you really aren't that bothered." he chuckled.



Shami was laid in bed to rest, breathing slowly as she began her siesta. Tanatswa, quickly returned to the noise that came from outside, a noise that made him feel uncomfortable. The wolves devoured and made the flesh disappear before him. When they were done, they simple stayed near the fortress as a pack. The stench of carcasses had been decreased by the fellowship of these hounds, but as far as he could tell, they were not showing any hostility towards him. They had become subservient and now they owned pet killer hounds. When Tanatswa was satisfied, he immediately, went on to take a bath. He washed off all the blood on his body and came out sparkly clean without the smell of carcasses. Tanatswa then went in to check on Shami and found her sleeping. Instead of bothering her he decided to leave her in peace as he left to train. The distanced that was left for the visitors to show up was now less than 60km as indicated by his custom goal navigation points. If they were going to reach their home either tomorrow or the following day, he would be prepared for them. This motivated him as he began to experiment more with his ability, Refiner.

A young man struggles with unemployment, failed dreams and overall becoming a useless member in society and decides to kill himself. Upon seeking this method of death, he encounters a being from the alternative realm who gives him an option of starting his life over from scratch, from level 1 on his planet. This gives him the chance to finally carve out a path for himself that he could never do on earth.




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If time was not constraining him, he would take years to marvel at each option with the care and attentiveness they deserved. There were many things he had to get done. A pleasant sadness washed over his heart. One that did not hurt but showed that he cared for whatever was on his mind. A human's greatest pleasure: emotions.

Without waiting for too long, he entered the interface and chose the job search function. He did not care for a special skill. What is a unique trick in front of absolute power? They wouldn't even tickle him when he could kill in a second.

Mohan knew himself well. Unlike some adults many years older than him, he had a concrete understanding of who he was and what he wanted. One that knows themselves does not waste meaningless hours trying to figure it out.

"Search all jobs that allow taming beasts." Distinctly voicing out and steadfast in his statement.

--- Below are the related options for "Beast Tamer"

Seeker should take note that all jobs have a certain amount of chance to tame a beast of relatable skill specialization ---

"Interesting. So what you are saying is that if I can overpower a beast that specializes in strength with my own, it may choose to follow me?"

--- That is correct.

Seeker should also know that any beast can initiate a contract to enter a relationship. The terms can be adjusted until both parties agree. ---

Either one of those facts did not concern him. He did not want to wait for a beast to come to him and choose him. He wanted to tame and grow his forces with who he wanted. Skimming over the list provided, he saw a few stereotypical options and many that he did not know how to feel about. He examined each one carefully.

--- Ranger:
A profession for lonely souls. Relying on others only leads to an early grave. Using tracking skills and stealth, rangers hunt their clueless prey effortlessly. With a dagger or a bow, the preferred choice of weapon is always light and sharp. Rangers can tame beasts to do their menial work.

Taming conditions: Beast must be critically injured or low on health. Beast then needs to be revitalized properly. When the beast regains consciousness, it will grow affection in its heart. When affection reaches a certain point, a loyalty value will appear. As long as the beast has loyalty for the ranger, it will not disobey any order. When loyalty passes a certain degree, the beast will become a lifetime supporter and defender of ranger's governance.

Restrictions: None. The stronger the beast the harder it will be to win its loyalty. No beast is untamable by the ranger.

Con: If the beast is neglected for too long, it can break the taming on its own. ---

--- Hunter:
A job for those who enjoy the thrill of the hunt. Food, sport or boredom are all excellent reasons to hunt. The more skilled the hunter, the sharper their sense becomes during the hunt. A Hunter has an affinity with the dog and wolf-like creatures. It is easier for the hunter to train these animals to join them in their game and only heed their command. 

Restrictions: Hunters can only tame dog or wolf-like beasts. Any beast tamed will not lose its predatory behavior.

Con: Rebellion may occur if the trained beast is stronger than the hunter. ---

--- Zoo Keeper:

These animal-loving fanatics are neither pushovers or idiots when it comes to their beasts. Their knowledge of their favorite animals is extensive. Zookeepers are able to replicate any specific animal's habitat. Once they do, the animals appear the night after. Within their zoo, no one dares take this keeper of animals as a joke. With a single order, the animals will pounce on all intruders obediently.

Restrictions: Only within the territory will the animals obey orders. Two animals are the maximum for each habitat recreation.

Con: If the habitat falls below a ninety percent accuracy rate, animals may leave without warning. Worse case, they will attack other animals or the zookeeper. ---

--- Safari Enthusiast:

When keeping a zoo is not enough, make it bigger. By creating a larger and more delicate scenery, the amount of animals this profession can train is only restricted to their resources. Animals and people who enter the bordered area will be killed on sight unless specified beforehand. Beasts can grow families, hunt, gather and even bring back more beasts from the wild to join your ranks. They all wait to be ordered by the owner.

An upgraded version of Zookeeper. Same restrictions apply. ---

--- Beast Tamer (circus):

Entertainment is their main source of income. They face deadly beasts to please their customers day and night. The more dangerous the animal, the more they can potentially make. These beast tamers can tame beasts many times stronger than them but come at a cost. Proficient with a whip, tamers can deal extra damage to beasts they deem worthy of the spotlight.  Evidently being born to tame beasts will remove all resistance over time.

If tamer can turn the wild animal into a show beast, the beast will not need any lashes. Quotas for food, water, and pleasure needs to be met and it will obey orders. Infants birthed from two show beasts will also be show-beasts for life.

Restrictions: The stronger the animal is from the tamer, the more lashes it requires to submit.

Con: Quotas not met for first-generation show-beasts may rebel with stubborn deadly force. For second-generation show-beast, a shift of allegiance to someone with the resources may occur. The longer it is unattended, the likelier it is to occur. ---

 --- Scholar:
A learned individual. Hauty and breaming with information. A jack of all trades but master of none. If the scholar learns the beast language of an intelligent tribe and speaks to their members, there is a small chance to convince them to be his followers. Beast scholars were known to be able to call upon many tribes for aid. Scholars who dedicate their lives to the attainment of knowledge will be blessed with higher levels of wisdom, intellect, and prestige.

Advantage: When the highest levels of the scholar's logic are used on a highly intellectual beast, chances for commanding increase.

Con: Scholar might become part of a beastly society if intelligence falls short of the beast they are trying to persuade. Any beast called into action can only be for defensive purposes. ---

--- Shepherd:
Almost useless anywhere else they go, shepherds have a calling to answer to. Livestock and people need protection. Locating the biggest and strongest in the litter, Shepherds raise their lifetime partnerships from a young age. They share everything together and a special strict contract is formed. In times of danger, shepherds can merge with their beast to form a combined mystical entity with enhanced abilities. From protecting a herd of sheep from wolves to standing up to tormentors for others, shepherds are not to be trifled with.

Restrictions: The stronger and purer the bloodline of the beast, the longer time must be spent with it while it is young. Only three beasts can be taken as partners.

Con: Once a tamed beast dies, its position cannot be replaced. If all three lose their lives, the job title will be stripped away and never be given back. If shepherd dies, animals are freed from the contract. ---

--- Gambler:
Always playing the odds, life has bestowed some gamblers a job title. With this job, they become celebrities within the gambling community. They are not feared or banned from any establishment. They can only bring a crowd of people with them anywhere they go. As long as the gambler wants to try something, they will always be a way for them to succeed. Training and knowledge of specific fields are not necessary for these challengers of fate.

Title bonus: Any odds below 5% will be boosted up. As long as there is a chance, the gambler has higher chances of winning or surviving near death situations. Gamblers borrow slight amounts of luck from people in a ten-meter radius.

Restrictions: Luck stat must be lv25 or higher.

Con:  There can never be someone with a higher level of luck than them in a room. Unprecedented events will transpire when high levels of luck holders show up near one another. Though they will not affect you directly, your personal belongings are not safe. ---

After reading the last sub-class, it dawned on him that his Luck stat was higher than all others combined. But that did not make him gleeful in the slightest bit. He remembered all of the time his luck played a role in his current lifestyle. Be it wealth, battles and even tests.

When he was twelve, a pack of wolves chased him and led him to find a silver ore mine. His wealth and influence on the island skyrocketed. Also, no one could hide from him. They would always be in the first three places he looked. And he couldn't forget the random gemstones he found laying on the ground. He had never found fallen cash but expensive gemstones. He lost track of all his winnings from being "lucky customer #" for entering a store or unintentionally winning competitions. If his life was hard, it was because he chose to strive for the peak but even then, he ended up overshadowing his kin and kith.

Even with me drowning in good fortune, it only equated to twenty-six points? What would happen if it reached fifty? One hundred!? Mohan nearly fainted from the thought of it.

So he decided. "I want to be the luckiest man to have ever lived." After pausing and choosing the best subjob for him, the current smile on his face may never fade away.

Struggling from the life of a poor man, our lead needs to find out how to make money and sustain his dream life style.

Approximately ten days ago …  
Mo Qiu returned home, happily looking forward to the welcome from his mother and his friend. The hunters with him and his father were happy, exclaiming at every turn how nice it is to have hot food in the jungle. They made a break for it after almost an entire day of walking. They chose a nicely hidden cave, on the highest peak they can manage.  
His father barricaded the cave, from then on, they will be tracking the wolf-zards in groups of three. Though it is said like that, MoQiu knew it was entirely up to him to track the animals. Hearing what the other hunters are saying, the problem with hunting these animals is that they move in exceptionally large herds.  
Normally, predators move in herds of twenty to fifty. If it's big animals like lions, it's lower in number, if it's small animals like jackals, it's higher in number. However, these animals, which are a mix between lizards and wolves, are completely different. They move like killer ants from african forests. Anything and everything in their path is completely devoured. Rather than herd prey in a direction, they encircle, and devour, thus eating away through hundreds of beasts of prey in a few hours.  
Three hunters tracking such animals… it's nothing but a joke.  
If anyone other than him gets in the path of those animals, it's nothing but sure death that awaits them. Hell, even he wouldn't last a minute if he did not keep taking breaks. Thus, while the three hunters left to do the job of tracking for name sake, he went on to do the real tracking. From one tall tree to another tall tree..  
He teleported on to the highest peak, looked towards the other side of the mountain. It is only then he understood the hunters plan. They never came here to hunt the wolf-zards. Hells, looking at the way the herd moves, it's nigh on impossible for anything less than a complete army to deal with them. Thus, the hunters came here, to the completely opposite direction to hunt for whatever they could from the fleeing beasts, then return home and dig their feet in.  
However, this plan of theirs, MoQiu could not fault them.  
Thus, he will hunt those wolf-zards, if possible, while driving them to the opposite direction.  
He teleported to the back of the herd. Once he teleported there, he immediately threw a rock at one of the outer wolf-zards, ran back. The animal followed him for a few feet but returned to the herd once a distance was increased. Mo Qiu tried again and again to lure one of the animals out, but they steadfastly stuck to the herd.  
This must be why hunting them is so hard.
Mo Qiu gave up luring, readied himself for a sortie.
As soon as the wolf-zard came to the maximum distance before it turned around, he teleported to the back of the animal, swung his dagger.
He immediately teleported out, without waiting to see the result.
The entirety of southward wolf-zard attention turned towards him.
'F**k' he swore.
This is much too uncommon hive behavior. He thought these animals are more like lizards or wolves, but seems they are more like insects.
A contingent of five hundred wolf-zards separated from the main one, ran fiercely to the tree MoQiu landed on. They started scratching the tree base with their claws. In but a minute, the tree will fall. MoQiu thanked his lucky stars that he could teleport. Otherwise, he will definitely die here.
He teleported out to the top of another tree. Contingent followed.
He led the contingent away from the main herd, to the bottom of a cliff.  
He had but a moment's rest…
Then, the message showed up.  
Hunted a wolf-zard.
Wolf-zard species integrated with 'search' skill.
You can now search for wolf-zards in the vicinity of a kilometer.
Awesome. MoQiu immediately initiated the skill. The animals are really far too intelligent for him to be comfortable. Instead of the entire herd entering the cliff, a hundred of them remained outside, spread in fan shape. It's such a well made military strategy like, it startled MoQiu for a moment.  
All the same, once search is activated, they have no way of hiding from him.  
He teleported to the tree on the left far end, noted down positions of the wolf-zards. He searched actively to locate the wolf-zard on the far end… it is only by sheer luck he spotted the animal.  
It has cuttlefish like skin color changing ability. If not for his higher vision acuity, and the animal itself moving a little, MoQiu would never have found it at all. It was crouching, and all the places besides the animal are inconvenient to teleport to. MoQiu looked around. Even if not the hidden wolf-zard, there must be at least one which he can take advantage of.
There!  
One besides a tree root.
He teleported, slashed its neck, teleported back onto the cliff top.
Then, he teleported to the right end of the fan formation. He chose another prey the same way, slashed its neck, flashed out.
He waited atop the cliff for some time.  
Hunted a wolf-zard.
Hunted a wolf-zard.  
He continued doing the same, kill on left if herd moves right, kill on right, if herd moves left. It's proven to be effective. Soon, his kill count reached fifty.
However, all this time, the contingent uniformly kept moving towards the main herd, thus, fifty is where MoQiu had to stop his hunting. Despite not taking but half an hour, he is very tired. Thus, instead of going back to the clifftop, he returned to the hunting cabin.  
The three hunters who went out to track returned. There were no signs of wolf-zards anywhere whatsoever.  
MoQiu sneered internally. They navigated in the opposite direction purposefully… wherever will they find the tracks of wolf-zards?  
However, he also did not say anything against them.  
Today, they have come far too long to go home and bring back food. It's impossible even if he were an exceptionally gifted martial artist. All the more, they bagged plenty of prey today. Thus, they had their dinner in the jungle.  
At home, Lady Fa searched desperately for Xiao Xing.  
Finally, she found him. However, Jiushu did not return home on the day. She steadied her heart, waited for her husband and son.
If only, Mo Qiu returned that night. Alas, he did not, she met the accident the very next day.
MoQiu and his father started their backward journey only a day later. By the time they came back, the house was empty and quiet.
They searched all over for his mother, Jiushu, and xiao xing.  
No one knows where Jiushu went.  
They did see a man leaving their house, and his mother falling down the cliff.  
It is all MoQiu could do to wait a moment to be out of their eyes.  
The moment he went down, he saw the blood stains.  
Search
He used the skill instinctively.  
There were no animals in the vicinity, except wolf-zards.  
What happened here is quite easy to guess what happened here.  
Where his mother fell, it's not enough to die, even if it's enough to break bones.  
However … wolf-zards, if nothing else, they can smell blood like no one's business.  
They … they dragged his mother away..
Like a piece of meat, they dragged his mother away..
For a moment there, MoQiu did not at all want to believe his mother was dead without even a corpse. However, the facts are staring them in the face.  
He looked up at the cliff at his father, who's looking down at him expectantly.  
What is he going to tell his father?
Yet, he slowly roused himself, moved to the cliff top.
He shook his head.
His father, who has always been like an unmovable mountain… crumpled.
He fell down on the bare earth, unable to walk, his eyes list less.
I am going to kill them all... wipe out the entire species of wolf-zards off the face of earth so they won't be a blight upon the world any more.
He decided.
Then he moved.
He killed the nearest one .
That's how it started.
Teleported to the next, and killed it too.  
Then another, and another…  
MoQiu, for the first time since he has woken on this planet, let go of all his inhibitions, and gave way to violence. It's cathartic in its own way.  
The wolf-zards fell like rain. Blood flowed in their wake. Scavengers feasted on their bodies for day and night. Even then, there are enough bodies left over. He is so lost in the slaughter, the explosions around him completely flew by his notice. The herd ran away in the opposite direction after the first explosion.  
Following the explosion, MoQiu also travelled in the opposite direction.  
If he wasn't so angry or lost in grief, he would have come back to the center of explosions…  
If he wasn't so lost in grief, he would have seen the black clad man following in the wake of bodies.  
Hundred animals of the same species are slain.  
Skill spirit blade is activated.  
Cut through butter, cut through stone - spirit blade stays sharp...
Cut them down, reap their souls…
Mo Qiu paused for but a moment before switching the iron blade for spirit blade.  
He teleported out to the next wolf-zard, swung at his neck. All of this has taken but 0.01 second. Yes, this body is that awesome. If there's an Olympic athlete who can win more than twenty medals by himself, this current body will be that athlete. On top of that, he possessed preternatural fighting instincts. As he adjusted to the rhythm and movements of wolf-zards, he was nothing but a flash of blue spark in the dark.
Congratulations!!!
Quest completed.
You have decimated sufficient numbers of wolf-zards to ward off attacks on villages.
Skill spirit weapon activated.
Peal a fruit, stab a bear, spirit-weapon is ready at the tip of your finger.


Volume 1 Complete.  Each volume is independent novel.
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Emperor killed her mother, and placed a bounty on her and her brother's life. A Prince almost killed her brother 
to steal his power. If any one so much as gets a whiff about her ability, she will probably get murdered in sleep... 

Even with all these things, Jiushu is determined to have a good life. After all she got nifty farming system with portable space, a boy friend who can teleport her any where and a little brother who can throw a storm at any one she dislikes. 

all she needs to do is settle down and have fun.... 

Go to the prison --- meet mining expert 

Go to the mountain --- meet blacksmith grandmaster

Run Far so emperor won't find her...

explore four corners of the world...

meet weird plants..

meet weird animals ..

eat great food.. and grow stronger...

Then.. return where she started...

After all, her bestfriend still wants revenge..

the emperor is still a bad man - he still needs to die.

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As adrenaline pumped furiously through my veins, my heart was beating faster every second, I could hear the wolf's footsteps... or pawsteps, maybe. I could hear it breathing heavily. I was glued to my spot, I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, it was like my brain had shut down, my stomach clenched and I was real close to passing out from fear.
I cowered under the tree, trying to make myself disappear. No, I ....I couldn't just give up, I had to at least put up a fight, a good fight nonetheless.
I might be skinny but I'd worked in the fields since I was 7, I had strong arms due to all the heavy-lifting of baskets of apples , carrying them from the orchards to the storehouse I'd done. I heard some movement to my left. My conscious was urging me to be cautious since I was in uncharted territory.
I remembered I always kept a little knife which I'd made myself with a little piece of oak wood and a very hard rock sharpened at the edge, in the slit of my right boot, I swiftly took it out trying to be as slick about it as i could. I stood up with my feet digging deep into the snow , I leaned forward with the knife in my right hand , relaxing my stance , ready to defend myself from whatever that came for me.
I stayed in that position, listening for any movement in any direction. That is
when I heard rustling of some kind of bush to my right , I turned right instantly, waiting with bated breath, the rustling was getting louder, I gripped my knife tight , readying myself to attack, I was getting a bit dizzy , with all the hormones pumping through my body.
Suddenly, to my utter astonishment, a bunny jumped out of the bush, a friggin bunny!!! Really? ?
The world must be playing a cruel joke on me. I was expecting a huge wolf to pounce on me, and out comes a bunny prancing about like it was snowhite playing with her animals, but the difference was, she could talk to animals and they loved her, she didn't have to be scared shitless of feral wolves and i really don't think if i started to sing to a wolf , it would come to love me and sing back to me and we'd be friends forever and live together in harmony because this ain't Snowwhite.
The Wolf wasn't a nice animal who I could make friends with, and I was no princess and this was no fairytale. Snowwhite was one of the princess tales famous in my village. Although I didn't like her nature very much because she's so delicate and nice and has a happily ever after ending, that doesn't happen in real life, i only liked realistic characters with commanding natures and those with conviction in their words.
Oh and by bunny, I mean the Arctic hare which are a common animal in the north.
Just when I was starting to think that I must've imagined it all, the wolf growling, the sound of someone taking in huge gasps of air, the pawsteps, the bunny jumped on my foot, and started gnawing ferociously at my boot, I looked at it with pitiful eyes, it must be really hungry, all alone out here in the cold, with nothing to eat. Thinking about food, my stomach growled , making it loud and clear that I was starving, I'd been so focused on wondering if the Feral wolves would find me or not or if I would see the break of dawn, I'd forgotten about my hunger that had now resurfaced with a renewed fervour.
I didn't know what to think, there was no way I'd be able to find edible roots, or berries or even leaves. Most of the trees in the forests of the north which bore fruits were poisonous. And even if they weren't, I had no way of knowing if they were edible.
My only option was to hunt, and I had zero experience in that area. The men of my village did the hunting, the women weren't allowed to do such "vile" things. But it's not like I listened to them, I rebelled every once in a while just to keep my pride reserved, so I did know how to shoot.
In my struggle to brainstorm an idea to get some food to eat, I'd completely forgotten about the eminently white rabbit, now sitting right in front of me, looking up at me expectantly with hope in his eyes.
God !!! How could someone so cute and fluffy be exposed to such suffering, just to die of starvation. He was shrivelled up to the point where I could see his bone structure, his feet were thinner than a thread but his skin still glowed. I gave in and carefully picked up the bunny, he struggled a bit and tried to scurry away but then gave up, I fastidiously put him in my saddle bag and slung it back on my shoulder. He moved around in there until he found the opening and his head popped out , he didn't look too sad now , or.....at least I hope he didn't. I put the knife back in my boot.
I let out a deep sigh, as I stretched out my limbs, my body suddenly felt very stiff. My blood red hair was a mess from the howling winds which were getting stronger by the minute.
It was then that I realised it was night time, and the moon was high up in the sky and it glowed like it never had before, almost as if it was taunting me about my fate. Huh...even the moon was taunting me, just my luck. I had to find some shelter to spend the night, there was no question of me hunting at night, I'd might as well invite them over to feast on my flesh and bone. I'd heard my father say that the wolf's senses were heightened when the moon rose in the sky, it was like they drew strength from the moon and were relatively weaker in the day, I couldn't really be sure about anything, since all that I knew about them was based on rumours , not facts.

Bella is meant to lead the vampires, wolves and sorcerers and other supernaturals in the great war against a greater being, something out of their world. 

She lives in a village at the northern edge of the world, ignorant of her lineage and destiny.

One day, she finds herself in the forest of the Feral Beasts, the forest anyone stepped into never came back, she has no idea what she's up against.

The other supernaturals of the Vlazark academy are in panic about the great prophecy.

Great secrets will be revealed and Bella will realize who she really is.

The small rabbit was running like crazy in his farming space. It couldn't continue like this. Cage will easily resolve such a situation. It was a simple and practical wooden box-like cage. 
Boy caught a rabbit and closed it inside the cage, so it won't destroy anything inside of space. The important action was observing animal behavior after imprisoning it. Freedom is very important to animals, sometimes more important than their own lives.
'Don't screw around fluff ball. I need to work.' Little creature didn't move out of fear, still, the white-haired kid put some grass inside. 
Another fruitful day of grinding, he decided to move from Roger's house completely. The reason was simple, boy was spending more time inside of space than in real world. It would be awkward if someday, man would connect those facts. 
The farming database had around 19 kinds of trees and 69 other plants. Variations of same species were treated as a new record in a database, sometimes color difference counted as another plant. It was reasonable from genetic view, however from the view of ordinary person dandelion was dandelion and its color was only addition. 
The only issue in an exploration of forest was safe zone. Roger warned him that none comes back from inner area. There were some signs of wolves in the forest, luckily he didn't encounter them. 
Today's trip added some berries to his database, few new tree kinds. Finally, farming space got double level up. 

[Farming space lv.2]
[Time acceleration increased from 12 to 14 times.]
[Size increased from 2 to 4 ha.]
[New function unlocked. Automatic farming lv.1]
[Farming Space lv.3]
[Time acceleration increased from 14 to 18 times.]
[Size increased from 4 to 8 ha.]
[New function unlocked. Forestry]
'Interesting. It became huge! Automatic farming?'
[Automatic Farming lv.1]
[Desc: Process of farming is automated by system. From planting/sowing to harvesting, everything is automatic. Host's skills and knowledge is influencing the process.]
'What about proficiency points?' 
[Host will get 10% of original amount on level 1.]
'It's more than enough. If I got it earlier…I wouldn't waste my time on farming at all.' Another new function was forestry. 
[Forestry]
[Desc: Creates area in farming space to plant trees.]
[Time Acceleration: 4 X Farming space time acceleration.]
[Size: 2 X Farming space size.]
[Functions: Farming space functions.]
'It's fuckin great. 72 times of time acceleration. Year in 5 days? Hahaha! I don't need to worry about wood or food anymore.'
His mind focused on possibilities of new improved farming space.
'What happens to berries?' 
[The fruits will be harvested and bushes will be left intact. For example, Blackberries fruits will be harvested once every week after the plant reaches adulthood. The lifespan of berries is around 50 years, it's around 3 years in farming space.]
'Fruits will be stored in infinite space without time flow. I am becoming more like walking granary than human! Hahaha!'

His sculpting session focused again on demon wolf. Locking image inside of his mind and trying to get it right with a chisel.
'I don't believe I can't do it.'
[You don't believe in god and Santa Claus either…] 
'Santa Claus exists? You are messing with me right?' 
[HAHAHA! Look at yourself, host. It's always fun to watch your reactions.]
Aron focused on sculpting, the result was the only addition to gained proficiency. This time result wasn't half bad, although it was far from reality. It was his greatest creation until now.
[Due to creating something beyond your capability. Art +1]
[Demon wolf]
[Desc: Creation of beginner that surpassed his own capability and artistic sense.]
 
His farmer profession was improving passively, thanks to the new function of the farming system. Space will gather 10 tones of every crop, textile, vegetable, and fruit. Herbs and less useful plants will be stored in the amount of 1 tone. After finishing order, the most efficient plant will be chosen to be cultivated for conversion.
In free time, he was feeding his new pet. Small rabbit didn't starve itself and ate things in cage.
[Skill Animal Handling generated. Animal Handling lv.0(0/1K)]
[Skill Beginner Animal Taming generated. Beginner Animal Taming lv.0(0/1K)]
'Interesting! I started taming it. No profession?' Not getting profession made him little disappointed. There was skill to grind, however no animals to grind on. 
'I need to catch more wild animals!' You couldn't tame already domesticated animals, so feral creatures were answer. 
The dangerous part of forest was very tempting, boy promised himself to explore it once he gets stronger. Increasing levels of tracking made it almost so useful as his eagle's eyes. Most of hunters set traps around the forest to catch game without risks. Aron constructed couple snare traps to catch small game. 


[Traps lv.5(Locked)]
[Stealth lv.5(Locked)]
[Tracking lv.5(Locked)]
'All those skills became locked. I start to have many locked skills.' 
Wasting time on thinking about system's mechanism could be done later. It was time to focus on hunting and bringing back more game to village.


[Rabbit]
[Gender: Male]
[Traits: Strong legs, Weak Heart]
[Skills: Leap]

[Rabbit]
[Gender: Female]
[Traits: Strong legs, Weak Poison Resistance(Mortal)]

[Quail]
[Gender: Male]
[Traits: Malformed wings]
[Skills: Hiding]
'All of those needs to be killed. I don't want to breed defective animals.'
One of the rabbits was actually healthy, but the boy was interested in poison resistance trait. There were a lot of rabbits in this forest. Killing one or two wouldn't make a difference.
This quail had malformed wings, it survived only by developing hiding skill. It was unlucky to step into one of the snares. 
'New traits incoming! Let's go back to the village first. I don't want to be caught unprepared.'

[Strong legs]
[Desc: Host's leg muscle and bone structure will be improved.]
[Cost: 200]

[Weak poison Resistance (Mortal)]
[Desc: Host will be resistant to weak poisons.]
[Cost: 60]

[Hiding]
[Desc: Knowledge about effective hiding.]
[Leap]
[Desc: Strong jump forward.]

His world energy was on terribly low levels as system needed to invest energy to plant entire space with crops and vegetables. 


Adding skills was free, so hiding and leap was added to his grind list. Leap wasn't so efficient without strong legs to support exerting so much explosive force. Hiding wasn't anything special, skill helped find good spot to hide.
'I will add those traits later. System should be able to make profit from farming space.'  
[Farmer level up]
[Name: Aron (Marcus Reave)]
[Title: Worthless Bastard, Freaky Kid]
[Age: 11 Years old]
[Race: Human/??]
[Profession: Lumberjack lv.9(13K/1M), Carpenter lv.7(162K/250K), Beginnefr Sculptor lv.6(12K/50K)]
[Space: Farming lv.3, Workshop lv.0, Storage]
[Attributes: STR 4.1, DEX 3.5, END 4.25, INT 10, PER 20, CHA 1.6, ART 2.57]
[Points: WE 32, SP 8, AP 3] 
[Talents: Bow(Low Mortal)]
[Traits]
[Positive: Hardworking, Vigorous, Eagle's Eyes, Adaptable, Flexible]
[Skills]
[General: Appraisal lv.5(locked), Plunder, Let's Gamble!, Leap lv.0(41/500), Hiding lv.0(23/500)]
[Profession: Tinkering lv.2(13K/50K), Beginner Sculpting lv.8(113K/500K), Smelting lv.0(0/1K), Tracking lv.5(Locked), Stealth lv.5(Locked), Cooking lv.0, Dismantling lv.3(13K/25K), Fletching lv.9(142K/1M), Traps lv.5(Locked), Animal Handling lv.0(143/1K), Beginner Animal Taming lv.0(42/1K)]
[Fighting: Dagger(Beginner) lv.8(431K/500K), Axe(Beginner) lv.7(28K/100K), Bow(Moderate)lv.4(384K/1M), Hunter's Archery lv.5(Locked)]
'Invest all my AP into intelligence. I want my memories back!'
Every point invested make his brain working little more efficiently, getting to 20 points wasn't impossible with current speed.

Death...The cold feeling of being dead.
The scientist tried to create a genetic serum to break away from humanity was killed and transmigrated into the world called Destia. The only thing that will help him survive, will be a mysterious system.
[I am not a native English speaker.]
[I don't own the cover picture.]
[Writing quality might change with time as I edit a chapter or my ability to improve.]
[It's a polygamy story.]
[My time is limited! I am a university student.]
[I try to release min 1 chapter daily.]
[Mail: SadWandererX96@gmail.com]
[I hope you can tell me what's wrong as I am getting my experience and your opinion can improve the story!]

I have often heard that sheep are among the simplest of livestock. That is to say, sheep are quite vulnerable without a shepherd. They are vulnerable to their enemies such as wolves and the thieves mentioned in John 10. They are also vulnerable to themselves as they tend to wander from the flock. Although I have limited knowledge of sheep, it seems that a sheep that ventures from the watchful eye of the shepherd is bound for trouble. As dependent as they are on a watchful shepherd, I seriously doubt that sheep realize their dependence on the shepherd. They probably scarcely notice the shepherd's presence until they feel the pull of the staff when they are pulled from danger. At the other end of the spectrum, human beings are creation's most complex thinkers. We have the capacity to understand and process amazing quantities of facts and information. We can make complicated decisions. We are not very much like sheep. Yet, Jesus uses the parable of the good shepherd to teach his followers about the relationship offered and sought by God with God's creation. Jesus recognized an important tendency of humanity. Perhaps we are more like sheep than we realized.
The image and metaphor of the shepherd is a familiar one throughout scripture. It is utilized so often probably because it would have been easy to understand for contemporary recipients of the stories and teachings. Perhaps the best-known use of this metaphor is Psalm 23. "The Lord is my shepherd" is probably one of the best-known verses of scripture in the Old Testament. The image of God as our shepherd through the valley of the shadow of death is an image of comfort that indeed comforts many throughout life and death. In John 10, Jesus uses this metaphor as he attempts to teach his followers and the Pharisees about his role in their lives as well as his future with them. In the verses preceding today's passage, Jesus refers to himself as the gate that separates the sheep from danger. In verses 11-18, Jesus returns to the metaphor of himself as the good shepherd. The good shepherd is different from a hired worker because he is willing to lay down his life for the sheep. A person who is hired to watch the sheep is not invested in them like the shepherd and will likely desert them when danger approaches. Jesus suggests that as the good shepherd, he will not desert the flock and will indeed be willing to lay down his life. Jesus also alludes to the universal reality of his eventual sacrifice. In verse 16, Jesus acknowledges that there are more sheep that are not inside the sheep pen. These sheep also need him as shepherd and will be brought in to join the rest of the flock, and all will have the same shepherd. Finally, Jesus alludes to his own choice in laying down his life. Not only is it his choice to lay down his life, but his choice to take it up again. Through a postresurrection Christian lens, we can clearly see this allusion to Jesus' crucifixion and resurrection. Jesus indeed could have chosen to forego his death, but chose instead to face death and return from the dead.
As you can imagine, the religious authorities did not respond well to Jesus' depiction of himself as the good shepherd who has come to both lie down and take up his life for his sheep. Although some were challenged toward belief, others thought Jesus was crazy, and worse yet, blasphemous. I imagine there was another facet of this metaphor that would have been difficult for Jesus' listeners. We are accustomed to the concept of the Lord as shepherd and us as sheep. Jesus' listeners would have been less accustomed to this idea and would have had firsthand knowledge of the sheep and shepherd relationship. For Jesus to describe himself as the shepherd of the sheeplike people was probably difficult for the people to hear. They probably mistook his wise teaching for egotism. We have the advantage of knowing the rest of the story. We can see the gentle wisdom in Jesus' teaching. We know that he did just what he said and chose to lay down and take up his life for us.
I will admit, however, there is something a little disheartening about being described as a sheep. It is difficult to admit our likeness to animals that so depend on a shepherd for survival. We are much more accustomed to being shepherds in control than sheep so in need of leadership. Yet, when it comes to our relationship with God, Jesus understands our human tendencies better perhaps than we understand ourselves. When it comes to our faith, we are very much like sheep in need of a shepherd. Like sheep, we have the tendency to follow. Like sheep, we often confuse true leadership with the kind offered by hired hands (shepherds who are in it for the wrong reason). Like sheep, we are endangered by those who prey on our vulnerability, the spiritual wolves. Like sheep, we are perhaps most vulnerable to ourselves and our tendency to wander away from the care of the shepherd and the safety of the flock. We certainly need a good shepherd, like Jesus, who is willing to care and sacrifice for us. Accepting that we are indeed like sheep is the hardest part for many people. It is our human nature to want to be in control of our lives. Yet, to be a follower of Christ, we must accept our spiritual likeness to sheep and our need for a good shepherd. As we continue to ponder the great news of the resurrection, may we be ever aware that to fully experience Christ, we must allow Christ to be the shepherd of our lives.

While speaking to Persephone for long hours, little did they noticed the sun setting on the horizon, as the night drew closer and closer. Klein was the first one to notice the darkness approaching, he apologized to Persephone for taking her time: "I'm sorry lady Persephone for taking so much of your time." Persephone chuckled and looked at the stars in the sky, the smile on her face was as dazzling as the morning sun: "Isn't it beautiful? The constellations and stars are always so beautiful from the mortal world, you can't see the stars from the Underworld... Or the sun." Klein chuckled as Persephone got up from her seat and said: "Well, have a good night, Klein." 

Klein thought for a few moments... Should he live here? In the hidden gardens of Persephone? This place is so beautiful! Maybe Persephone wouldn't mind? But in that case, he would need to do something for her to appease his mind and not feel in debt to her. "Excuse Persephone." Before she could leave, Klein called her. "I lack a place to stay in this... mortal realm, may I stay in your gardens? Of course, it wouldn't be for free, I can do labor as well if you wish me to." Persephone thought for a second, her mother sent an eternal winter down the mortal realm and it is hard sometimes to fight off the cold even though she is spring, so she would need some help to do some things up here. 

"I do require assistance with some things in this garden... Very well, I allow you to stay and help me, of course, we can always talk." Persephone offered Klein a polite smile, which Klein answered with a polite smile and nod. "Oh, I am sorry but I do not possess housing for another one, I never would have thought that one day someone would live with me in my gardens." Persephone apologized as she looked quite embarrassed, Klein shook his head and said: "I can make my own home... If you let me." Klein asked, Persephone nodded and Klein smiled, dirt and stone are everywhere, and with Klein's [Manipulation: Earth (S)] he can easily use stone as bricks to make himself a home in the gardens of Persephone.

Using the stone he could gather, Klein made himself a simple abode, but inside it was bigger. By using his [Meta Powers: Meta Space Manipulation (C)] he could increase the interior size of that house infinitely, creating a Demi Plane using his home as an entrance. Klein concluded his work and the next day started to have a peaceful talk with Persephone while watering the plants in her garden, they were talking about animals. While Persephone was stating facts about the canine family that she learned from dealing with Cerberus, Klein was comparing it to the feline family and stating facts about it as well... So they were in a Cat versus Dog situation. 

Klein liked cats, they were cute and didn't need as much attention as a dog needed, maybe it is because Klein doesn't like things that require too much attention, or maybe he doesn't quite know how to care for something that requires too much attention. 

"And that was when I decided to give him a golden bone, made from the piles of gold ingots from Hades's treasury. He has so much gold that he didn't even notice until he saw Cerberus chewing in a bone made of gold. The face he made that day was incredible!" Persephone chuckled as she remembered the face Hades made, she still asks herself how her husband could stretch his tongue and make it so comically large and his eyes bulge out of his head like that... Klein chuckled as Persephone tried ro imitate the face Hades made, which was sincerely hilarious.

(Author: If you want to know just remember Enel's shocked face)

"And you, do you have any story to tell?" Persephone asked, Klein's face continued to be cold as he remembered his life and searched for memories and stories to tell. He had some stories to tell yes, but they were all tales of blood... It was that when Klein realized that his memories of things other than murder and bloodbath were not so vivid. He could clearly remember then, but not as clearly as his bloodbath and war memories. "I do..." Klein smiled as he looked at the clouds, he had no emotions at the moment but smiling was an unconscious act someone would do when remembering something good. "It's a tale about two wolves, a blue butterfly, a deer, and a devil..."

-Scene Cuts-

Nyx was sweating...

She used too much power to being this baby back to life, but when she saw the baby smile and giggle, it was all worth it. His eyes resembled both his mother and father, one green eye and one red eye, his features were cute... She decided to take care of the child together with her sons Hypnos and Thanatos, so the kid maybe would consider her his mother? That would be great, then he wouldn't seek his mother and maybe Olympus wouldn't find out about Persephone leaving the Underworld and they wouldn't wage war against the very same Underworld... Well, they killed and imprisoned their parents at one point, what wouldn't they do to their own family? 

She just hopes this is enough to protect the child from them, the Olympians. Bunch of bloodthirsty and aggressive bastards, she was sure they would kill for a single drachma. Well, Zeus sealed Prometheus away to be eaten by an eagle every day for the rest of eternity just because he gave humanity part of the fire of the Gods... Later Zeus had the idea of creating Pandora and her box, where all the bad spirits resided.

Hunger, Disease, Pain, Death, and Hope. These five spirits were released by Pandora on that fateful day, when humanity was faced with this they prayed even more to the Gods that sent them their very own demise... 

That is called irony.

When you die and are selected to the [Afterlife Battle Royal] to fight again everything hag has died at the same time as you to the death again just to get the chance to have another life...

I was selected and won.

I got to spin the wheel of powers once, but luck was by my side because of what I got:

[Superior Adaptability] 

X-x-X

This novel's main character is gay.

He will be in a relationship with another man, I repeat, he likes guys.

So if you are not interested then bye.

Also, I've never seen a multiverse story with a gay main character or an LGBTQ+ main character in any crossover/anime world, so I decided to write my own. This will be no harem for I am terrible at writing those!

Also, the main romance is going to be introduced later on, I have decided on who to put my little gremlin hands on.

Slow-paced (I am serious)

Also, romance isn't the focus of the 1st world because I want to have a plot.

Friday Nov 2nd, 2240

After the Headmaster announced to the students that Samuel and Tai were officially missing, the following day was as he expected it would be.

Theories, ideas, accusations. Claude could hear it all among the hushed whispers between students that knew he got along with them about as well as oil mixed with water. He kept any anger he felt from their discussions inside until they entered their usual Tangent on Friday's where he unleashed it all indiscriminately.

The Goblin Horde Tangent had no Boss— but the large numbers of Goblins inside the different portions of the dark forest proved to be a fair challenge. To no ones surprise, after every kill, more memories of how he spent his first Full Moon ripped and tore their way to the front of his mind where he came to one realization about what exactly happened towards the end of that night inside the Tangent.

He ate them. 

His wolf-like jaws clamped down on dirty green heads and crushed them into unrecognizable bits of green, red and pink mash. He'd only move on to the next after he finished the first and had small undeveloped brain and skull fragments falling from his opened jaws.

His team must've picked up on his disgust from the images unfolding in his mind since he felt their eyes on him on multiple different occasions inside the Tangent. Luckily the Tangent didn't take too much time to complete and they were able to leave before he somehow found a way to overcome his own biology and throw up.

Once they made it back to the University, he kept his goodbyes to his friends short and gave his usual response to how he'd spend his weekend— which wasn't a lie. Training. He knew if he tried to say anything more, Ursula would latch into the first inconsistency or anything out of the norm like a Wolf locking its jaws on its prey.

He stepped through the portal and exited the University last. He was happy to realize that the SkyLight Guildhall was still filled with daytime Heroes and Ilka wasn't working behind the counter yet— he still had time to spare before he needed to suit up and join the other NightRunners of SkyHaven. He planned to spent it expanding his knowledge on the Element that called to him and also work on growing another tree. While also possibly getting a better understanding of Wild Magic.

***

The feeling of relief he got from being away from the prying eyes of students and gossiping Professors was instant as he walked down the semi active streets of SkyHaven. Even though eyes were still on him, it was for a much different reason— and they were more focused on someone else.

Frosty moved silently over the road at Claude's side. His wet black nose led his head in all directions in response to the scents of food and other animals that caught his interest. He seemed completely unbothered by the many eyes that fell on him.

They exited the city gates, sharing some spicy chicken on a stick from a street vendor Claude found that looked a bit less scared than the others.

"So, do you think they'll count the Detective as a missing person as well?" Claude asked before he tossed a  piece of chicken to Frosty.

"[Im sure most of them are just happy she left. But the Detective Corps will be searching for her diligently.....they don't just kindly accept one of their members going awol— or at least that's how I remember it.]" Arne replied.

Arne's words caused Claude to recall a small but interesting fact about the Detective.

"Det. Cyrene's not even from here. She's from— or at least works at the Precinct in the city of Golden Gate."

"[Hm. That's quite a ways up north from here. Hopefully by the time— if, they come here, any evidence of her disappearance inside that forest will be gone.]"

"Agreed."

After their talk, the following twenty minutes of walking were spent finishing his food with Frosty and simply enjoying the silence of nature— he knew he had a world of problems to sort out, but the serenity of the wild was too good to miss. No voices in the distance, no human smells. Only birds, critters and the odd passing carriage under the cool evening sky.

Once he was closer to the forest circle, the sound of humans and civilized society altogether faded until it was only a faint sound in the back of his mind. 

It was perfect time for him to let out his friends in the shadows.

Fwoosh!

He aimed his left hand to the shadows on the side of the dirt road he walked on as he activated his Skill, (Shadow Cast).

Slowly, the shapes emerged from the small pockets of darkness to the side of him. The shapes continued to grow and actualize until individual glowing eyes opened and emerged from the dark to greet him and Frosty.

Ashe was the first to greet Claude by pushing her sleek muscled head into his hand until he scratched the female Phantom Wolves head. The others came soon after, bumping their shoulders to his hip until he individually scratched and patted their Smokey furred backs.

The Phantom Wolf, Shadow, jumped out of the darkness past Claude and playfully lunged at Frosty who met his charge with a flash of teeth and claws.

Claude watched the two roll around in the dirt and nip at eachother before quickly getting back up to sniff and lick each other's faces. They were an unlikely pair that formed a close friendship during their first NightRun with Claude. 

Watching them walk together was an odd picture, they were like polar opposites in all aspects.

Where Frosty was youthful and vocal— at times, Shadow was more reserved and mature like the other Phantom Wolves. From a physical standpoint, Shadow was also taller than Frosty— but what the PitWolf lacked in height he made up for with densely packed muscle mass that made him stand out among the Phantom Wolves that were obviously built for speed.

Despite their obvious differences, they welcomed him immediately and fell under one individual in command— even if he didn't always act like he was.

"Alright...." Claude said loud enough to grab all the Wolves attention. "Let's run!"

They all took off immediately and ran under the dark wing sky towards the forest he called home.

***

It didn't take long for them to come skidding you a halt in front of the forest circle entrance. The Wolves dashed down the walk path and continued to run and play in the field of grass surrounding his cabin.

Claude rushed inside after them, shrugging off his backpack and pulling out a green leather bound book with a tree symbol branded into the front of it. It smelled old— the way books that have been stored away usually smell. It was an oddly pleasant scent to him.

"Let's hope I can get something useful out of this." He thought as he laid in the grass and began reading the book on the Element of Nature.

***

He lost himself inside the worn and darkened pages of the old book as he read up on any little facts or pieces of information he could find that would be useful— which was everything. He didn't notice how dark it had gotten until Arne snapped him out of his binge read.

"[Claude, it's about time we left. The night doesn't last forever.]"

He looked up from his book and noticed Frosty and the Phantom Wolves laying down around him simply enjoying the night air.

"Right. I'll see if I can't apply some of what I've read on the NightRuns." Claude said before getting up to retrieve his cloak, hair tie, mask and sword, Bane of the Undead.

"[Anything new you plan to fight this time?]" Arne asked as Claude tied up his tattered black cloak.

"I'll finish whatever Infested Area has been neglected by the Heroes for the longest."

The way he said Heroes made Arne uneasy. "[Still no Tangents?]"

"No. There's something I need to check and be on the outside for." Claude replied as he sheathed Bane of the Undead.

***

Ever since his subconscious had shown him images of Rikah again, his mind had been continuously force feeding him images and memories of her. It was like his subconscious mind was telling him her time was up, and his revenge was due.

He'd search for her, and he'd find her even if it meant running through another group of Raiders. As much as he hated killing people— what he felt for her was becoming something much worse, and he was sure of that.

***

After a few more minutes of preparation, he was fully prepared and Frosty was invisible.

Night had fallen. Bringing with it, cool winds and bright stars that illuminated the forest and field he stood on. He was sure the NightRunners were heading to the SkyLight GuildHall at this very moment, meaning it was time to go.

As he headed out of the forest and towards the dirt road leading to SkyHaven with Frosty close behind, he deactivated his (Shadow Cast) Skill, and felt a slight pressure as the Phantom Wolves morphed into smokey darkness that flowed back into the dark marking on his hand.

"Alright Frosty, let's move." He said before the two broke off into a sprint towards the active city.

"I'll find her. I swear it."  

Numbers is everything here in New Gloria. Once your Reborn and earn your class and system those numbers that measure your abilities mean your life...or your death. Many heroes lay down their lives in pursuit of fame and power while exploring the tangents. But the main goal is to stop the creatures from within the tangents from coming out and further changing the earth, as well as the bosses of the Tangents who seem to have their own ulterior motives.
       


       Claude Grey learns pretty fast that most people in power do everything they can to stay in power, even if that means stepping on the throats of people they used to hold dear. Claudes only ever liked a few humans and as he gets older he learns to find new ways to hate them and during his exploration of the Tangents he stumbles upon a strange and beautiful power that helps to show him how truly horrible humans are and maybe these beasts of the Tangents aren’t what the “Heroes” make them out to be.


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