Jim is your average High school student with a passion for technology, average height, weight, looks grades etc. But he has Terrible luck always loses at Rock/Paper/Scissors, always draws the short straw. One day though luck strikes him like a lightning bold, Literally.

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Whitchurch high was not your average high school. It was a high school filled with wolves from different packs even rouges went here among humans and even witches. 

it's would be the starting point of a great adventure for two wolves and those around them....

From behind Felix, Lucky jumped out from the staircase and started going after the wolves. It didn't even take a second for Lucky to reach them and the moment he did, blood started gushing from one of their throats. Lucky had bitten into it with his sharp teeth and was now tearing the wolf's throat apart. 

Once he had finished with one of them, Lucky went for a second before the wolves could react. By the time the remaining wolves came to their senses it was too late, half of their pack had already been wasted and they were being targeted. 

Lucky may have had an easy time dispatching the first two wolves but that was because of his superior strength, quick speed and the element of surprise, the last two wolves would be a lot more troublesome. The two remaining wolves had moved to either side of Lucky and were bearing their shiny teeth against him. They're sharp claws were extended and their fur was standing straight up on their backs.

When it looked like Lucky was about to be struck from both sides, Felix came to his senses and intervened. Lucky had already created such an advantageous situation for him. If he didn't take advantage of it, he would be a fool. Both Felix and the wolves moved quickly but Felix had moved first and was able to kick one of the wolves in the stomach before it could reach Lucky.

The wolf fell to the ground and started whimpering, almost letting out a howl. Getting hit full force in the stomach would never feel good, no matter what you're made of. Especially when someone with the strength even stronger than triple that of a human kick's full force into your stomach with their leg.

By this point, the three girls had already caught up and were able to see Lucky finish off the last wolf while Felix just stood above another.

All three of them weren't so squeamish as to faint when they saw a little bit of blood but the scene in front of them was just too gory. Lucky had completely torn apart the throat sections of two wolves and the third one was not laying in a pool of its own blood, scratches and bite marks visible all over its corpse. All three felt sick from the sight. While the other two kept it in, Natalie in particular couldn't help but throw up.

After hearing the sound of panting and gasping, Felix had expected to turn around to see three hot girls heaving for breath while sweat dripped down their faces but what he saw completely ruined that vision. There were three paled face girls, one of which had barf coming out of their mouth. Felix didn't like that sight and turned away immediately.

Felix didn't even think about how disgusting the mess of corpses and blood all over the floor was. Ever since he was young, he had sometimes gone out hunting with his dad. There was never a gunshot wound that looked even half as messy as this but even so, he wasn't squeamish.

Seeing as Felix didn't want to immediately kill the last wolf, Lucky just went over to one of the other corpses and started wolfing it down like it was the most delicious thing. The meat and blood of beasts who had started to cultivate had beneficial properties to other beasts who ate the meat. It could increase the speed of training and possibly even increase the quality of a beast's Spirit.

Felix wanted to test out whether or not he could tame a beast who didn't already accept him as its owner pre-trying to tame it. Being able to make master servant contracts with a large number of beasts like Lucky could ensure his safety and also help him quickly obtain strength.

But of course, things aren't always so easy. The moment Felix tried to forge a connection with the wolf, it was immediately severed. He tried again and again but to no avail. From all of the severed connections, Felix slowly pierced together that the wolf hated him to the bone and would rather die than submit. And since the wolf wouldn't submit, Felix would gladly grant its wish, he called over lucky and told him to finish it off. 

Felix felt that he was severely impacted by not having a weapon, all he could do was blunt force attacks that couldn't do much damage unless the disparity in strength was great or if he hit a weak spot. On the other contrary, Lucky could strike anywhere with his claws and still do potentially fatal damage with just an average attack. The potential attack power a weapon provided to a human was many times greater than what they could do without one.

Lucky had already devoured an entire wolf and a half when Felix started towards the girls. Lucky was full and followed behind him with a full belly. After seeing the effort of the girls to run all this way and adding the fact that they had already survived this long, Felix decided he would help them. 

Everyone had the same potential when it came to cultivation and Felix was curious as to what kinds of abilities other people Spirits had. He handed each of them one of the water bottles from his duffle bag and waited for them to finish drinking before he started speaking.

"I'm going down to the weight room, you're free to follow."

"I'll come" Emily immediately spoke up after finishing her last gulp of water, she still had a bit of a pale face and Felix could tell that she was still affected by the bloody scene.

Sophia just nodded her head in agreement. Natalie didn't respond but it was obvious from her posture that she was agreeing. She was the one who was most affected by the chain of events and was having a hard time processing them.

And just like that, the group led by Felix descended into the boys change room, and through the backdoor till they reached the weight room. Like all weekends, the weight room was still open, the only difference was the lack of people. Not a single person was there. 

Felix locked the door and piled up machine after machine in front of the door. Once he was sure that there was no way that it could be pushed open with brute force, he turned to the tree girls who were eating out of his duffel bag and asked a question that had been bothering him since he opened the library door for them this morning.

"Why have none of you started cultivating?"

All ten worlds have awakened.
Law and order thrown to chaos.
To become a peasant or a king, is all up to your cultivation.
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"Use free status point for intelligence" 
[Used free status point: 1x]
[+2 Intelligence]
[Intelligence: 16
Mana: 16]
While lying down on the tree, Cylius used the free status point he got. The earlier he used it, the better it was. And since he was only a newbie, he didn't need to level the other stats up. Just concentrating on the intelligence was better. 
"I'll need ten minutes to rest. Besides, it was our luck that we had encountered this group of three blue wolves sleeping. If we had encountered a group that wasn't asleep, we would've died for sure… Let's go back for now and get some new party members. How about that?" 
The blue wolves had indeed exceeded Cylius' expectations. He didn't think they would be this strong. If he hadn't leveled up his skill and Liam didn't have his good agility, they would've been wiped out by the wolves even when they had ambushed them. 
So the plan was to go back to the town and getting new party members. 
"Agreed. We should at least recruit a tank and another melee fighter so that we could farm safely." Liam immediately supported the decision. 
In the previous fight, he had suffered more so it was natural to him that he would support the decision that would lift the weight off his back. If they were to encounter another group of wolves, they were surely done for. 
…..
"Hi! Are you a newcomer? We are recruiting members so why don't you join our group?" said Liam as he approached a nearby swordsman enthusiastically. 
"Sorry, I am already in a party with a friend." after looking at their equipment, the swordsman who was getting recruited apologized before heading to the opposite direction. 
"Haa, why don't they join our group? All of us are newbies without an exception and he's rejecting our invite…" after seeing the swordsman reject, Liam, loathed, looking down after being rejected by many people. 
"There, there, Liam, no need to worry about it much. A person will eventually come to join us, we just need to wait for the right person..." Anna, who was the healer that got recently recruited by them said.
She had long brown hair and an above average face and was polite. She and Liam got along with each other quite well. 
"Ah are you guys recruiting a swordsman? Can I join? I just got into the game and no party will accept me…" suddenly, a voice sounded behind their backs, wanting to join their party. 
"There, didn't I say it! People will eventually join us" although the swordsman was just a newbie and surely didn't have much power, they were newbies too. 
So the swordsman perfectly fit into their group. 
"Sure! What's your name? I will add you into our group immediately!" replied Liam enthusiastically. 
"My name is Jin and I'm a level 1 swordsman. You can call me Jin" extending his hand, Jin shook Liam's hand. 
"I'm Anna and I'm also a level 1 healer"
"I'm Liam Mango and I'm a level 2 assassin. You can call me Liam" 
"I'm Hydrogen. I'm a fire mage and a level 2" all three of them introduced theirselves to Jin, the swordsman before adding him to the party. 
[Jin has joined your party]
"Now we only need a tank… it would be hopeless if we don't have a tank. If we don't get a tank, we will get killed by the blue wolves rather quickly, so let's wait until we recruit a tank before going out to farm" the rest of the party also agreed with Liam's suggestion. 
10 minutes later. 
"So Bik, you are a tank and want to join our group?" 
"Yes" 
"Then we would like to welcome you to our group. I'm an assassin and you can call me Liam" 
"I'm Anna and I'm a healer" 
"I'm Jin and I'm a swordsman" 
"I'm Hydrogen and I'm a fire mage" 
"I'm Bik and I'm a tank" they exchanged greetings before discussing about the topic of hunting.
"So everyone, we are a new party so we don't have any experience cooperating with each other. So it might be a bit hard to fight with the blue wolves so I suggest we pick a leader by voting, how about it" 
"Yes, let's do that."
"I vote Liam"
"I also vote Liam" 
...
After a series of voting, they picked Liam as the leader and then proceeded to hunt. 
"Anna! Heal Bik! Jin! Go after the wolf that Hydrogen just sent a fire arrow at! Bik! Deal with two of the blue wolves for now, I and Jin will go support you after taking down these two. Hydrogen! Attack one of the wolves Bik is dealing with!" during the battle, Liam continuously sent out orders, organizing the whole party as they fought with the wolves. 
Liam's orders were effective as the newly formed team was able to cooperate with each other smoothly and take down the wolves. 
They had already killed seven groups of blue wolves by now. 
"Parry!" parrying off the attack of the blue wolf, Jin followed by slashing the wolf in the chest. 
This slash ended the life of the blue wolf. Falling down, the wolf dropped a few loots which, among the loots, a white book was especially glowing under the moon. 
"It's a skill book!" everyone looked towards the white skill book as Jin picked it up before saying aloud. 
After he picked it up, he inspected it before passing it onto Bik, who also passed it onto Cylius who once again passed it to Anna and lastly Liam. 
"Minor defense boost… It's a healing skill" muttered Liam as he looked towards Anna before inspecting it again. 
"As said above, it is a boost skill that could strengthen the defense of a person. It's a skill of a healer. A skill book is indeed worth a lot but I suggest we should give it to Anna so that it will make our hunt easier. Anna's loot could be the payment. Any objections?" 
Everyone gave out their silent agreement. 
"Ok, then this skill book should be given to Anna. You won't have a share of the loots in exchange for this. Do you agree, Anna?" giving the skill book to Anna, Liam said while smiling. 
"Yes! And thank you everyone!" said Anna excitedly. It wasn't easy to get skill books specifically for a class not to mention getting it this cheap too. She was definitely the one profiting in this deal.
"Haha, don't mention it. We have gone through fights ourselves and could be considered friends already" indeed, after they had gone through a few fights, they had become closer. Giving Anna the skill book was definitely a choice that they wanted. 
"Another group of wolves is coming. Everyone get ready!" said Liam as he straightened up and prepared his daggers. 
"Like we usually do, everyone, get in position!" by the order of Liam, everyone got into their position and prepared to fight. 
"The group is made up of four level 2 wolves and one level 3 wolf. I and Jin will take up the level 3 wolf. Bik will deal with the four others while Hydrogen and Anna will support from the sides!" ordered Liam.
The wolves coming towards them have also noticed them and was speeding up, preparing to attack. 
"Taunt!" the attacking wolves were immediately attracted by the tank who used taunt and headed towards him to attack. 
There were five wolves in this group, more than the average but still manageable for them. 
"Clang!" the claws of the first wolf clashed against the metal shield, creating a clang sound. The weight and the built-up kinetic energy of the wolf pushed Bik further away but he stood on, without falling at all. 
They had leveled up after all the farming and were already level 3 by now. 
As they also obtained some items after killing the wolves, their overall strength had advanced greatly. 
After the first wolf came the second wolf that also came running towards Bik. Bik also defended its attack and fended it off but just a few moment later, the third wolf came. However, this time, Bik didn't defend, instead, he dodged the attack and then shook off the three wolves after him. 
There were still two other wolves, he may be able to deal with three wolves at once but he can't take on four nor five. 
Even if they were shook off, the wolves will still go after him since they were taunted so it was fine. 
"Fire Arrow!" Cylius sent a fire arrow towards the wolf Jin and Liam was fighting with. As the wolf already had its health lowered by them, his attack became the deicisive move and killed off the wolf. 
[You dealt 4 damage to level 2 Blue Wolf]
[You have killed level 3 Blue Wolf]
[+8 experience]
[You have leveled up]
[You obtained free status point: 1x]
[You obtained free skill point: 1x] 
[Intelligence has leveled up by 2]
[Intelligence: 22
Mana: 22] 
"Onto the next one!" said Liam as he separated from Jin and took on a single blue wolf on its own. Jin also separated from him before taking out another on his own. 
Currently, Jin and Liam, each took out one wolf alone and Bik was defending two blue wolves. 
"Minor Defense Boost" said Anna as she put up her hands to the front, in the direction of Bik. A faint white glow could be soon glowing from her hand as soon, Bik was also covered with the faint white glow. 
As Bik received the boost, he who had been struggling with the two wolves immediately strengthened up and pushed off the two wolves off him. Preparing the shield within his hands, he glared at the wolves before shouting. 
"Come!" 
The two wolves were even more enraged and immediately ran towards him before attacking. 
"Fire Arrow!" he said once again as two fire arrows formed out of the air before shooting towards the two wolves that had been attacking Bik. The wolves that were already taunted by Bik didn't even turn to look at him before continuing to attack again. 
After he had leveled up, his mana was enough for three uses of the skill Fire Arrow. If he were to use the free status point, he could even cast four fire arrows at once!
[Fire Arrow:
Level: 4 (9/40) 
Launches a projectile towards a target within 11 meters. Deals 4 points of damage and the target receive status Burn: -1 health every minute and works for 4 minutes. Requires 6 mana to be activated.]
After he leveled up to level 3, he used the free skill point for fire arrow and leveled it to level 4. 
Now, it was even more powerful.


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Name: Dimension Devouring Ghost


In the year 3650, humanity has conquered the universe, only to find out that they were the only intelligent species in existence.

Unfortunately, the mystery they had known as the universe was nothing special. There was no extraordinary or the existence of special power. 

Even if there was, the human body was too weak to handle them. 

Therefore, they started out the project - B.S. in desperation with the goal of finding the extraordinary and prolonging their lives. 

Fortunately, right after a century, they had succeeded.

They had successfully failed. 

Their success didn't bring any joy nor any happiness. Instead, it was the grievance and suffering that lasted for a millennium. 

But after the grievance was the joy that they had been desperately waiting for. Joy that they had finally discovered extraordinary that had the quality that allowed even humans to reach  it and grab it for themselves. 

Now in this age and world, the orphan, Cylius will set sail on the grand of adventures.  

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Sturm's morning studies were particularly intense the following day. Instead of just language, arithmetics, and economy, the lessons included new subjects resembling chemistry and physics. The only problem was that if this world's scientific laws were the same as on earth, most of Edgar's information was either very rudimentary or just plain wrong.

Gravity was a known concept, but the generally accepted explanation was based on the four elements: earth, water, air, and fire. Earth and water are heavy and would fall, while air and fire are light and would rise. All matter was composed of these elements. Depending on the specific elemental quantity, an object or being would gravitate towards the earth's center down below or towards the skies up above.

Most of the lesson bored Sturm. Every person on Earth that received a basic education would know enough about physics and chemistry to understand how wrong this world's theories were. As his professional MMA career had always been his priority, Sturm never went to university, but most of his school marks had usually been well above average.

After silently enduring for the whole morning, Reinhardt finally saved him from his boredom and took the boy to the local armorsmith. After entering the shop, they could hear the sound of hammering in the background, which immediately aroused Sturm's interest. The front side of the building served as a shop, while the backside held the smithy where the hammering came from. Soon after, a young man around 16 years old stepped behind the counter.
 
"Mr. Reinhardt, welcome back. How may I help you today?" The respect and awe in the apprentice's voice were apparent.

"Hello Hierro, I am here for my apprentice." Reinhardt signaled at Sturm. "Give him a full set of leather armor and a hunting dagger. I heard your master learned how to make our northern Hirschfangers."

<<What? I have my fists. Why would I need a knife? Well, I can use it for skinning our prey, so I guess I'll take it.>>

Hunting daggers were common in the northern tribes, as their agriculture was limited, and hunting was their primary source of food. The hunting dagger, or hirschfanger, as the Northerners call it, was a large dagger half the size of a sword used for slashing, stabbing, and skinning. The versatility made it a favorite product, and the smiths that knew how to make them would not have to worry about a shortage of customers.

"Yes, while the master is not a specialized weaponsmith, he did indeed study the hirschfanger on his latest travels. May I ask if reinforced leather armor is ok? We do not make pure leather armor as due to the weight only combat slaves would use that."

Before Reinhardt could respond, Sturm requested the heaviest reinforced leather armor they could provide in his size. Not only would pure leather armor be almost useless when receiving a beast's claw, but he had already been training both in the quarry and the pit for years. Considering his habit of wearing heavy shackles around his wrists and ankles, he would be able to handle a few iron plates sewed into the leather armor.

The difference in power between him and the wolves had shown he would have to get stronger and reduce the giant gap between them, even if just by a little bit. A heavier armor would provide further protection while also being another tool for training.

"Are you sure, Sturm? It will slow you down considerably, and we both know your reaction speed is your biggest advantage. Why would you give that up for some armor plates that may not even guarantee your life if you end up getting hit?" Reinhardt could not understand his student's decision. Sturm had always been smart and logical regarding combat. It felt like the first time he would have to reprimand him on something so basic.

"That's exactly why, Reinhardt. If I want to get stronger, I have to work on my deficiencies as much as I have to work on my strengths."

The discussion went on for quite some time, leaving the armorsmith's apprentice standing awkwardly next to them, not knowing if he should speak up or not. When the two finally found a compromise, the apprentice let out a sigh of relief and happily sold a fitting piece of dark brown leather armor reinforced with integrated black metal plates. Additionally, Reinhardt chose a simple hirschfanger made of medium-quality iron accompanied by a leather sheath made of Early-Bronze mudcroc hide. 

While Sturm wanted to go on a hunt and experience real life-threatening combat immediately, he had to admit that Reinhardt did have a point. Risking to throw one's life away against some basic beasts would be incredibly stupid. They both decided that he first had to go through multiple sparring rounds until Reinhardt, his mercenary friends, and Daga deemed him ready.
It would require a period of adaptation until Sturm would be able to defend himself under the additional weight.

It took the young slave three days to get used to the new weight distribution. The armor was not any heavier than the total weight of the shackles he usually wore, but it made a big difference if the weight was on his wrists and ankles or around the whole body.

Daga expectedly turned out to be the most challenging opponent, as keeping up with his speed required utmost efficiency and control. On the other hand, if he could keep up with the assassin, keeping up with anyone apart from nobles should be possible. After the fifth step, every additional celestial step was like the difference between an amateur fighter and a professional one. A gap similar to years and years of intensive effort and training. No matter how good Daga was, the most he could achieve was matching a sixth step noble, not surpass him.

On top of sparring with armor, Reinhardt had also tasked the assassin to train Sturm in handling Hirschfangers. Unarmed combat and armed combat had similarities, and Sturm's physical capabilities, instincts, and fighting sense could translate to either of them. Sadly the only skill with a blade that the young slave wanted to learn, namely skinning, was not a part of the lessons.

Reinhardt was confident three days would be enough for the boy to learn the basics and adapt to the weight in actual combat. As they promised Edgar, they would only hunt at the forest's outskirts, where only the weaker beasts roamed.

On the fourth day, the duo had one last briefing on the northern outskirts of the city. Their targets were Tier 3 Bronze grassfoxes, which had the average power of a third-step commoner. Power did not mean their physical strength, which was relatively weak, but an assessment of their physical prowess in combination with their abilities.

Grassfoxes had low physical strength but compensated with agility, sharp teeth, and camouflage in high grass regions. Their green fur and speed made it impossible for most commoners to react before they had their throats bitten off, after which they would quickly hide between the grass again. Their quick and silent kills caused merchants to call them little green ghosts and the mercenary association to assign them the bounty of a Tier 3 Bronze beast.

Outside of high grass areas, though, their strength would barely reach the second stage. Sturm shared similarities with them. His strength and agility were below average, but his perception and instincts were top-notch. Those skillsets directly countered the foxes and were the reason Reinhardt had decided to target them despite their relatively high power.

"We will take the northern road towards the slave fields. Have you ever wondered why there were no women at the quarry? That is because they work in the slave fields where the physical burden is somewhat lower than at the quarry. Part of the road leads through high grass, and the grassfoxes have gotten braver, attacking caravans and hindering the city's supplies. We will take care of them, get some rewards, and train you at the same time."

The high grass area was approximately six kilometers east of the northern city gates. Sturm and Reinhardt did not even see a single caravan on their way, but they did see guard patrols. Those patrols informed them that official business had been halted until the monster situation was back under control.

"Is this the area? The grass is at least thirty meters away. You said those foxes sneak attack and hide right away. How would that be possible here?" Sturm asked.

"You're right. Usually, they would not attack travelers on the road, but they are showing the same behavior as the wolves. Something is riling up the beasts, and they are either getting much braver or more desperate. These thirty meters have always been enough to keep them away, but not anymore. I even heard some talks about just burning all the grass away and annihilating the entire grassfox population. If the guards and mercenaries can't get the situation under control, it will probably get there."

*Rattle*

Sturm immediately tensed up. <<Already? We have not even been in this area for a minute!>>

Reinhardt heard it and readied both his axes while Sturm concentrated his senses to the maximum. The Nine Pillar's black box could cover at most 7 meters, and establishing it now would merely exhaust the mind unnecessarily.  

Grassfoxes were supposed to be small, but listening to the amount of grass it pushed away, the creature had to be at least as big as a boar. With each step the monster took, the earth vibrated slightly, a testament to its weight.

<<Wait, this smell. Blood?>>

Transmigration. What if the cause is not a bus running you over, nor you falling into a pond, but you get five years to prepare, fully aware of what you’re getting into? Well, at least you think you know what you’re getting into...  

This is the situation Mike, a professional MMA fighter, finds himself in. Given the opportunity to leave behind his life on Earth and enter a world of swords and magic, he prepares to face the challenge. In a world of discrimination, injustice, and social class inequality, Mike demonstrates how far Earth has come in developing its martial arts and how much a simple low-kick can hurt.  

You’re stronger? Well, first, you will have to land a hit. 
You’re faster? Does it really matter if your movement is so wasteful? 
You know incredible techniques? Are they better than the legendary one-two combo, perfected by legends through thousands of years? 
You have more money? That indeed seems to be a problem. 
You have companions? It’s not like I’m lonely... I don’t need anyone… 
You know magic? Ok, now it’s just getting unfair.  

Mike will have to learn to adapt, improve and find his path in a world that is ruthless beyond compare.  
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The first five chapters can be a little slow and serve more as a prologue. If you find yourself bored or generally dislike "training arcs," just skip to the sixth chapter when Mike's life in the new world officially begins.  

In general, there will be a lot of training, as I love training sequences like in the 36th Chamber of the Shaolin. 

There will also be close to no romance, and while this is not a pet taming novel, there will be companions.  

I just enjoy writing as a hobby and hope I can share that with you. =)  

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It was a show to flaunt one's wealth with a dramatic opening, shocking course, and a moving end. However, it had ended like that.
Shen Yanxiao had managed to obtain the ownership of those two slaves. The onlookers went their separate ways as well. The only depressing ones were the six wolves.
"Come and pick up the gold coins for me." Shen Yanxiao had tricked them. Not only had she fooled the six wolves' minds, but she had enslaved their bodies as well. 
The six wolves wanted to cry when they saw the coins on the ground.
Could someone take her away, please?
There was no one to help them; only the evil girl remained with them. 
The six men had to crouch down to pick up the gold coins, which did not even belong to them.
Freud stepped to the burly man when everyone else was not looking. Freud lifted his long leg and picked up the strong man, who had been lying on the ground for a long time. The tall and handsome demon dragged the strong man like a cow and headed toward Shen Yanxiao.
"Is he an add-on gift?" Freud asked.
Shen Yanxiao looked at the big man who had been forgotten by everyone else and nodded silently.
The big man looked at Shen Yanxiao with excitement. While the others tended to their errands, the man dropped to his knees in front of Shen Yanxiao!
"Miss, thank you so much for your great kindness. I will repay your kindness and be at your service for the rest of my life."
The skinny Xiao Jiu stepped to the man's side and knelt as well. "Thank you…" Her voice trembled.
Shen Yanxiao stroked her chin and sunk into deep thoughts as she looked at the adult man and young girl.
Were they a couple trying to elope despite the differences in their age, height, and weight?
Shen Yanxiao patted her face silently and stopped her mind from wandering away.
"Get up. You don't have to thank me. I am just buying you with money, not setting you free."
However, the man and the girl were not bothered by that fact. 
"That is more than enough. You didn't let that bastard buy Xiao Jiu. For this alone, I am extremely grateful. It will be much better to work like a horse for you than to have Xiao Jiu go with that man." The muscular man's thanks were sincere, and he sounded emotional.
Shen Yanxiao noticed there was a deeper meaning in the man's words. That young man might not have been clever, but he was only an average person from a wealthy family. Why would the slave be so afraid that the young man would buy Xiao Jiu?
It was clear that the brawny slave was scared of that young man.
What was the reason?
While Shen Yanxiao was curious, she knew it was not the time to discuss it.
"Okay. Get up now." Shen Yanxiao frowned. She decided to put the question aside for the time being. She took out two capes from her interspatial ring as it was unacceptable to have those two in rags as they followed them around. 


She is one of the best thieves that the world has seen in the 24th century. However, not even in her wildest dreams had she imagine that she'd be reincarnated as a good-for-nothing orphaned Seventh Miss of the Vermilion Bird Family. She finds herself stuck in a family that mistreats her, as well as an unfamiliar place with no support system.

In a world of magic, she finds that the strength and talent within her would not only shock the world but also put every prodigy in that world to shame. As she learns to control her power, she vows to take revenge on those who had wronged her and to eventually rule the world.

Equipped with only her new memories, quick wit and thieving skills, follow her as she embarks on a journey where she'd navigate mean relatives, magical beasts, rulership, and maybe even… love?

Abel wrapped the mount wolf under him with his power of the will. He held his leaf magic staff up high and kept unleashing charging bolts; with each flash, a sea of lighting rushed forward.
Although that mount wolf was not Abel's mount wolf, nor was it bound by his soul chain, the lighting still avoided due to Abel's power of the will.
All that lighting emerged suddenly and caught the wolf riders off guard. If you asked a Wizard what the fastest spell was, they would all give you the same answer: lightning spells.
Soon after, the charging bolt spell pattern faded from the Leaf Magic Staff, and that group of charging wolf riders were struck by the sea of lighting. The only thing waiting for them was the numbing effect.
The mount wolf under Abel acted like his actual mount. Under his precise control, they arrived in front of 15 wolf riders. To Abel, the numb wolf riders looked just like sheep waiting to get slaughtered.
He gently dragged his light weight long sword on the neck of those wolf riders. Its sharp blade on top of the double attributed force of the fire enchantment killed the wolf riders in an instant. 
"My god!" k3305 mumbled. He could no longer believe his eyes. Was he even looking at a Wizard?
Although what Abel had done looked simple, k3305 knew exactly how complicated it was. First, he unleashed a spell while moving. This could normally be achieved when a Wizard had reached a certain level of skill and experience.
Unleashing a spell while moving did not mean throwing a spell while being fully protected inside a knight formation; it was unleashing a spell directly on to your enemy while controlling a mount. It was a form of multitasking.
Although any Wizard with at least 10 years of experience could unleash a spell while moving at a basic level, none of those beginner wizards in the battle of the orcs mission was anywhere close. The only wizards with more than 10 years of experience in Miracle City were the ones who stayed long term.
Unleashing spells while moving was an extremely advanced skill for wizards in Miracle City. This was not something normal wizards could do. 
k3305 realized that Abel had always been a wizard who knew advanced fighting skills.
At first, he thought Abel's wizard skills were just average, but now he realized Abel's wizard attacks were just as scary as his physical attacks, which he was not expecting at all.
Unleashing a spell while moving was not the most shocking thing to k3305. Abel was also simultaneously attacking with a light weight long sword in the midst of all of this, which is why k3305's jaw dropped. He had no idea how Abel was doing this.
Drawing a magic pattern was an extremely complicated and delicate process. You needed to dedicate attention to it, no matter how experienced you were. How did Abel still have the energy to control a long sword? This was beyond his imagination.
Actually, the way Abel unleashed his spell was different from other wizards. Normal wizards needed to draw out a magic pattern, but Abel just unleashed a spell through the skill tree in his Horadric cube.
In the past, Abel would need to use his Druid soul to trigger the spell while he was attacking with a sword, but ever since he got the world stone, his main soul could do all the work, which was a lot more convenient.
The fighting continued on the battlefield, and both of the humans and orcs were stunned by what they saw. Abel dodged every arrow shot out by a wolf rider. The battle was just like a walk in a park to him.
The flying arrows were just like flowers in the park, totally harmless to Abel. All he needed to do was twist a little, gently lift, or a slightly slow down on his mount wolf. It was almost like those arrows were avoiding him intentionally.
Since those wolf riders had already gone mad, the uselessness of their arrows just added to their fury; they howled and dashed towards Abel like they no longer cared about their lives.
Abel did not stop his leaf magic staff from unleashing charging bolts as the sea of wolf riders rushed towards him. Large amounts of lighting landed on them.
As soon as they were struck numb, what was waiting for them was Abel's red fire enchanted longsword. It was a massacre. A wizard with a light weight long sword was massacring a group of insane wolf riders.
The men on the rocks had stopped their attacks. By this point, it was no longer necessary. Those wolf riders were basically killing themselves by rushing towards the Abel. The only outcome was getting their neck slashed by Abel's cold blooded sword.
"Maybe this is how wizards can grow!" Said k3305 with eyes flashing in admiration. He was a little bit more thoughtful than the others.
This one handed magic staff fighting style had never been seen in the Holy Continent before, and the result was clear. Every wolf rider who rushed towards Abel was numbed, then all Abel needed to do was to control his mount wolf to pass by those wolf riders and slit their throats.
Soon, k3305 realized the spell Abel was unleashing was a lightning spell. K3305 had learned lighting spells in the past, but he gave up soon after. It was because of how weak their power was despite being the fastest spell.
The most irritating thing about lighting spells was that most of the time, you could only make 1 point of damage to your enemies. Forget about powerful enemies; this one figure damage could not even do much to those wolf riders with combat qi.
Lightning talent!
K3305 thought to himself. This talent could make any wizard jealous. He had heard about this talent a lot ever since he started wizardry, but there were just too few people with this talent.
By this point, k3305 had given up his idea of fighting with a magic staff one hand and a sword on another. A wizard with lightning talent could play by his own rules. Even if he was unleashing a spell lying down, the speed and effect would still be unmatched by many.
All the wolf riders in the battle field had dropped dead, so Abel put away his leaf magic staff and long sword. He then put his fist in front of his chest and did a Knight's honor bow to those wolf riders. No matter the race or interest, any combat qi practitioner was worthy of respect.
Abel was very careful with his strikes, so there were still around 50 mount wolves on the battlefield well and alive, howling for their owners.
Abel jumped down from his mount wolf and gave it a little pad, but his eyes were fixed on another mount wolf, a mount wolf king, a low ranking spiritual beast. It was the one that the head wolf rider captain was riding.
Abel gently stood on the ground, and a strand of dragon vigor scattered around. This soundless vigor shifted through the air, and every mount wolf could feel it. Afterward, they all kneeled down and lifted up their heads.
Of course, Abel did not do this for fun. These mount wolves were the best mounts out there. Since he had the ability to control them, these mount wolves could all become the mounts for his family knights.
However, Abel would not let this first generation of mount wolves become the mounts immediately. Abel was after their offspring.
A sense of unwillingness flashed in the gaze of that mount wolf king standing beside the dead head wolf rider captain. It then let out a long howl, but still, it also kneeled down and lifted up its head like the others with a face full of surrender.
Mount wolves were not intelligent creatures, so they were not cunning. Once they surrendered, they would truly surrender and would not betray their owners.
Abel walked to the side of that mount wolf king and began to stroke its fur. Although it was still far behind Black Wind, it looked a lot more vicious than any other mount wolves. Abel was happy with it nevertheless.
From that point on, Abel no longer had to rent a horseback deer when he went out of Miracle City. Although the renting process was easy, those horseback deers were way too slow compared to a mount wolf, let alone their flexibility. Abel was used to riding mount wolves, so he just could not get used to other mounts.


I was reincarnated into another world, and I brought the Horadric Cube from Diablo II with me. 
Being a knight is cool and all, but being a wizard is pretty neat as well.
So, which one will it be?
  

 2 MONTHS AFTER THE TOWERS APPEARED


Just a few miles outside of a certain city, a small portal the size of an average double doorway finished stabilizing into a still black sheet of interdimensional light. The portal had previously gone unnoticed due to its low readings, going beyond the point of safely clearing its contents to close it. Now, a large black and wet nose half the size of a fist poked its way out of the portal.
Soon after came a long and broad furry snout that grew into a broad and bulky furred head with two large round ears similar to a rat's. The sets of three exposed teeth on either side of the top and bottom at the end of the snout were notably canine, however, similar to its short whiskers and the shape of its bulky but sleekly elongated wolf-like face. Its neck alone was two feet in length and as big around as a grown man's waist before broadening into a pair of shoulders and stocky chest like a prized pit bull.
The paw print created by the first foot to stretch out from the portal was larger than the average person's hand, creating a deeper impression than most boots in the loose forest topsoil from its immense weight nearing three hundred pounds. The full length of the wolf's body was six feet from nose to ass with several feet of long and fluffy collie-like tail behind. That was simply the FIRST wolf to make it out of the portal.
After this young male soon came several young male and female wolves of the same generation who only varied slightly in size. After them came the fully matured adults. These wolves were only a couple of feet bigger all of the way around, but they were still BIGGER than the first wolves.
The younger wolves were all the size of the great arctic wolves of Earth while the matured adults were the size of Earth's alpha arctics.
Next came a group litter of almost two dozen 'puppies' all around the body size of large bulldogs. Even as puppies, at that size they easily weighed fifty pounds WITHOUT their thick and plush coats. Then came the actual alpha.
The alpha of this otherworldly wolf pack could barely fit through the portal, standing a full shoulder above its largest underlings and reaching an incredible eleven feet in length with over five feet of plumed tail. Unlike the other wolves who were various shades of gray and tan with block spots and speckling, this wolf was almost entirely black except for speckling and stripes and gray and white.
Its exposed canines were even five fangs on either side where the others all had three impressive five-inch teeth.
While the others all sniffed around and examined the surroundings while watching the pups, the alpha raised its head before deeply scenting the air. After a single deep breath, it turned its head in the direction of civilization and sniffed again. After confirming the scents of plentiful prey, the alpha once again raised its head and loosed a thunderous howl into the sky to check for competing predators.
The howl lasted for almost two minutes and spread out for tens of miles around in all directions. A few minutes after the echoes faded away there was no response from anywhere in the world. The night had gone completely silent with fear of these apex creatures who had just laid claim to a territory of at least fifty square miles.
Eleven miles away just inside the city limits was a sprawling trailer park with over a hundred lots and most of them were taken up by trailers and RVs. In one of these trailers a young boy of fourteen years was sitting in his living room far passed his bedtime playing video games. Even though it was a school night, both of his parents worked long hours during the day and he often stayed up late playing quietly.
However, tonight he was wearing headphones while playing to better enjoy the experience of casting spells and slaying monsters.
Unbeknownst to him, after finally entering the final levels of his game, a large pack of ten giant wolves slowly crept up to the trailer park.
With their superior senses, these wolves could pinpoint the position of nearly every living being within a hundred yards of them based on movements and breathing. The entire facility was surrounded in a five feet tall chain-link fence with street lights distributed evenly all throughout, but the place was so old that fence had already been replaced three times so only a handful of old yellow streetlights actually worked.
Those lights left plenty of shadowed gaps in the perimeter for the wolves to divide into three groups of three while the Alpha moved first and alone. Right to the main entrance. Just as it was nearing within thirty yards of the highway entrance, though, the winds changed direction from blowing toward the wolves from ahead to blowing into the trailer park.
A once silent night with only a few human disturbances suddenly came alive with the barking and running of dogs and even the yowls of threatened cats. Everything that lived with an instinctual drive based on enhanced sense of smell suddenly experienced and expressed the most primordial of fear and survival urges. Any dog that was capable was currently blocking a door with its body and crying for help or fighting their outdoor restraints.
Cats, after coming to their senses a few seconds after the winds changes, went deathly silent and just ran with the wind.
After having its presence announced, the alpha simply trotted swiftly and silently into the trailer park. Once inside, it turned toward the closest human and animal presence and pounced. The 'presence' had been a double-wide trailer at whose door a shaggy retriever was yelping and pissing on the living room rug.
The sheet metal and two-by-two framing of the building put up little resistance to the alpha's flying five hundred pounds of weight, causing the wall around the door to cave inward while the door warped from the pressure and sprang free from its locks.
What had once been man's most loyal best friend had half of its head sheared away by the strength of the door flying open into its face. The human it was loyal to was originally rushing into the adjacent kitchen wielding an aluminum softball bat. Now, as the giant head of the wolf reached its head in the misshapen doorway, that man was cowering back into the hallway in fear.
The wolf was originally going to bite off a piece of the dog and move on to make more noise, however it caught sight of a better smelling prey. Something about the intense scent of fear and adrenaline mixed in with that crawling figure's sweat made it seem so much more enticing. It growled lowly deep in its throat, letting the prey know it was marked and inspiring a quiet gasp and startle from the sheer bass of the noise.
Shouldering into the doorway with the loud snapping and groaning complaints of wood and metal, the alpha easily forced its way into the building and smashed through the walls in its way to get at the human in the hallway. When it opened its mouth after bursting through the hollow walling of the kitchen, hallway, and hallway bathroom, the human was holding a small device in its hand with a brightly lit surface.
When the alpha snapped its jaws closed with its canines lined up with the man's ribs, the glowing object flew through the air just as it started making noises similar to the human noises it had heard while approaching the trailer park.
His body was only that of the average hardworking laborer over the age of forty with plenty of complaints despite a strong spirit, so his ribs easily crumbled under the force of the alpha's vice-like jaws. The emphasized sets of fangs ripped straight through the man's lungs and closed together in his once rapidly beating heart. Within the next second after the man's body was bitten almost completely in two, he was dead.
His phone that had been thrown in the air was loudly buzzing questions about the situation and assurances that help was en route. The alpha, despite hearing the voice coming from the glowing box, simply swallowed the food in its mouth and sniffed around at the building. Because the smell of fresh death was strong around its face and in the air, it disregarded the human scents coming from the next two rooms and turned around to rip off a leg and leave.
Just a few houses down, the young boy playing video games was only just getting up after FEELING the repeated heavy crashing in a nearby building. The first one was permissible as something like a drunken accident, which happened quite often, However, the second sets of multiple crashing and smashing sounds could not be ignored.
It had honestly seemed like a driver was unconscious and plowing through a trailer.
Sadly, when the boy opened his front door to look down the street, it was to find the ruined front side of a neighboring building with a massive furred body dripping in blood stepping outside. Because it clearly heard the opening of a door, the wolf looked up to meet the boy's gaze and growl. That vague baring of its teeth looked terrifyingly similar to a smile.
Like any smart young man would do, the boy immediately ran back inside while slamming and locking the door before running to his parents' bedroom. Despite his age and lack of experience, he knew better than to scream and continue attracting attention to himself. Like the cats who earlier fled without making anymore noise, the boy ran to 'safety' while keeping his mouth firmly shut.
Once in his parents' room he immediately jumped on the bed like a small child while shaking his parents awake and hoarsely whispering at them to make calls and that a giant monster wolf was coming. The parents who had originally gone to sleep with their TV on and an action movie playing were immediately dubious of the situation and upset at being awoken at this hour.
However, the boy could not have cared less and was rushing about the room looking for anything that could be used as a weapon. From under his parents' bed came a small metal lock-box that only his parents' had a key to and from their closet came a machete and wooden bat. His father was just starting to angrily yell at him and get out of bed when the wolf finally showed up.
Just like with the last trailer, the wolf bodily slammed into the front of the building where it had seen the door open. Just like last time, as well, most of that side of the forty-foot trailer caved and the door burst open with deadly force. Luckily, nobody was in the living room to continue drawing attention after the father was silenced.
Unluckily for the boy, though, the father had been yelling and already confirmed the presence and location of 'prey'. Even as the father scrambled in a bedside cabinet to find the key to the lock-box.
Maybe if the parents had taken the boy seriously and gotten up when he needed them to, things would have gone differently. Maybe the father would have found the key before the wolf had already forced its way into the building. Maybe the mother would have been off to the side of the room with the boy instead of still lying in bed.
Reality, though, was much harsher. The wolf was already brushing its shoulder through the hallway walls by the time the father found the key and opened the box. The mother was only just getting up and out of bed to run to her son when the father picked up and held out a large .357 revolver.
The alpha's enormous head was already entering the room when the man flicked back the hammer and blindly pulled the trigger. If he could have had time to aim, he might have been able to shoot the wolf in one of its baseball sized eyes. As it was, he simply shot it through its large round ear and into the top of its shoulder.
Coming from a different world with different biological needs and settings, not only was the wolf's muscles several times denser than an Earth wolf's but even its skin was thicker and sturdier. That .357 hollow-point might have been strong enough to punch a hole through the wolf's inch-thick earlobe but after that it only had the strength to travel a couple of inches into the meat of the wolf's shoulder before breaking up.
Enraged at the pain of its sudden injury, the wolf filled the room with its immense body and snapped its jaws shut on the man's torso. With the man's body pulped and out of the way, the wolf turned its attention toward the mother and son only for the mother to shove her son toward the door while throwing herself at the wolf with a hysterical shriek.
Knowingly sacrificing herself, the woman had left the better weapon with her son and clutched the wooden baseball bat in both hands while swinging it down at the wolf's head.
The wolf barely even dodged, simply leaning its head to the side so that the blow was directed down the side of its face and to the floor. After putting her all into the single attempt at wounding the beast, the mother lost her balance with the direction of the attack and fell to her hand and knees. Just as the boy was leaving the room and looking back at his father's gun on the ground, he saw the wolf snap its head back toward his mother with its mouth open.
Her head and arms disappeared into that wide open mouth as he dove for the gun in the doorway.
Fighting the room itself to turn its immense body around, the wolf was slow to react toward the son who dared not stay any longer. Because the walls had been broken inward into the room, the misshapen framework had to be pushed back through from this side and broken all over. This allowed the boy time to run out of the trailer with the gun in hand.
Once outside, the boy simply ran back toward the large brick building at the front entrance. It was the closest, largest, and safest structure in the area because it was both a home and the main office of operation for the trailer park. Plus, some circumstantially warped part of his fear-addled brain thought the house a brick would keep out the big bad wolf.
Inside, the park manager was already on the phone reporting information and yelling that she could not be calmed right now because of a 'giant fucking mutt' wrecking the homes and families in her trailer park. Sadly, the boy only realized too late that he was mistaken. The woman yelling on the phone was in her late fifties, the big bad wolf got grandma in the other wolf story.
Just as the woman was noticing the terrified and raggedly breathing boy holding a gun in her doorway the boy was looking back outside for somewhere else to run to. The alpha, however, was already out in the street and loping toward the office building. The boy had no choice but to rush inside and start throwing furniture in front of the glass doorway.
By now the other wolves had already begun attacking places with larger numbers of prey, filling the night with the screaming and shouting of people and animals alike.
*

(This is technically advertisement for my other book, Bygone Era VR, or BEVR lol, so you should give that one a read- and all your stones- as well if you found this book independently. i mean, this one gets updated based on the other's votes =^_^=) After towers and portals from and to other worlds started appearing all over Earth, exposing the world to magic and monsters in a variety of ways. One young man loses his home and family to a surprise raid of beasts from another world, fighting for his life and being tainted by mana for the first time. Graduating from forced enrollment to forced enlistment, our story revolves around Malcolm, a young bottom rank Protector with a unique mana class who works hard through any means possible to strengthen himself and stockpile all the money and weapons he can to retire as soon as possible with the means to protect himself and his guardian.

"No!...PLEASE...NO"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
(My mind.....it... it burns.)
 "Gyahhh!"

As an intense scorching pain unlike any other burrowed into the deep recesses of my mind, the last thing I saw were those glowing crimson eyes coming from within the black warped void, after that, nothing.
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Somewhere in the middle of a mountainous forest, draped in a pure white powdered snow, 3 men were digging a few shallow graves.

As the wind picked up it began to howl through the leaves of the tall trees and thick bushes scattered among the forest. The piercingly cold wind stabbed at the men's uncovered faces, stinging their eyes and nipping at their ears.  The pain from the cold at first was bearable but now after several minutes of being exposed each of the men could feel their limbs quickly becoming numb. 

"We need to hurry up I'm starting to lose feeling in my fingers. If we don't finish soon I'll probably lose them to the cold."

"Don't you think I know that? it's not my fault they put up so much of a fight."

"I know I know, I'm just saying, I don't wanna attract anything dangerous so we need to hurry."

"So why don't we just leave then? who cares if we bury em or not?"

"You know exactly why. The last thing we need is for an animal to eat one of these corpses and become a magical beast, if that happens then we're all screwed."

Beneath the men's feet, there were three bodies lying naked and exposed covered in blood and dirt. Each one stripped down for their valuables leaving nothing left. One man dead, one woman dead and one child.....dead. A few feet away stood a smaller than average horse and attached behind it was an old rugged covered wagon. The three men digging the graves were bandits, they had been on their way to god knows where when an easy target appeared. 

A small worn out wagon being driven by a young man drew a path towards them. It seemed that the young man had lost his way and so he was asking the three men for directions when suddenly they attacked him. With an opportunity like this just falling into their laps they just couldn't resist and although it was a surprise attack, the young man wasn't too bad a fighter and fought the men for several minutes before finally being overwhelmed. Afterward, they discovered the woman and the boy cowering under a thick fur in the back of the wagon, seeing the pair, the bandits obviously couldn't leave any witnesses.

"Tch, not much we can sell." 

"Well, at least the guy's sword is pretty decent, it should get us 10 or 11 silvers, it's not bad."

One of the bandits quickly became excited thinking about the future possibilities.

"11 silvers! We could live for a few months off of that, that's plenty of meat and wine if we spend it well." 

However, the other bandit's thoughts were elsewhere. 

"Forget that I'm gonna hit the brothel, for that kinda money that's at least three high-class whores and some wine or maybe one that's a real beauty, hahaha."

The three men broke out in laughter feeling absolutely no remorse for the brutal crime they just committed, their morals all but gone long ago.

 With the wind scrapping their exposed flesh, the three men snapped out of their fantasies. 

"Cmon, let's finish this."

With only one shovel that they took from the wagon, the men buried one body after the other. One shoveled while the other two were forced to use the end of their swords making them work harder as well as take longer, they soon began to cover the last one. 

 Suddenly they heard a terrifying ghoulish scream.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

 It was the most horrible shrieking scream they had ever heard in their entire lives. Sounding a hundred no a thousand times more wretched than a pig being slaughtered. The three men were shocked and their faces instantly became pale, not just because of the scream itself but from where it was coming from.

Right in front of them, in the last grave they had almost filled in. The young boy they had almost entirely covered in dirt and snow, the young boy they had just killed by strangling, was suddenly releasing the most horrid scream in the world. All three felt a prickling on their skin as the hairs on their necks stood up one by one. After what seemed like forever, the ghoulish screaming finally came to an abrupt stop.

"Ki....Kill Him!"

"I...I already did, how?"

"It doesn't matter just kill em!"

Hearing his friend yell at him snapped him out of it and he quickly went to finish the boy off. Raising his sword above his head ready to strike, it was at this moment that another surprise happened.

"AAAAAAOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLL."

A wolfs howl echoed throughout the forest. 

Hearing this noise the three men froze on the spot and exchanged horrified glances with each other. Panic appeared on each one of their faces, they knew exactly what that noise meant.

Wolves always moved in packs of at least 15 deep and they were always lead by an alpha. A single adult wolf would grow between 145 to 165 pounds with a length of 5-7 feet and a height of 4 feet. A fully grown man with no training would not survive an attack from a single wolf. A bandit with some training wouldn't fare much better, maybe they could take 1 or 2 but an alpha was an entirely different thing altogether. An average alphas weight was easily 4-5 times bigger. An 800-pound wolf is already a monster requiring a group of skilled soldiers with heavy armor and powerful weapons and usually, a Mage would provide support, but even that wouldn't guarantee their victory, let alone these three bandits. 

Looking at the situation there was no time to hesitate.

"Forget the boy, it's time to go now."

The men quickly ran towards the wagon hoping to flee before the wolves arrival, they knew if they didn't leave in time then they wouldn't leave at all, they'd simply be a meal for the beast. But before they could even reach the edge of the wagon the brush could be heard being stirred up. Immediately after, several wolves leaped out, pouncing on the horse as well as one of the bandits.


Something had attracted them here, whether it was because of the boy's screams or because of all the blood from earlier, it didn't matter at this point, the only thing that mattered was survival.

The man that was pounced upon immediately had his throat ripped out killing him instantly. The wolfs attack had just happened too suddenly, there just wasn't any time to defend himself and so like a flame to a candle, his life was extinguished.

Three wolves had already torn into the horse ripping into it as though its flesh was made of paper, easily rending its meat from the bone. The horse's cries were terrible and in a panic, the horse tried to kick them off causing the wagon to overturn in the snow. With the weight of the wagon being so heavy and now unbalanced, it dragged the horse to the ground causing the wolves to finish the horse off even faster. Seeing their friend, as well as the horse dying almost instantly, the two bandits turned a complete 180 in the opposite direction to flee. Running towards the graves, the two bandits noticed something amiss. The young boy was no longer there.

 Looking around, one of the bandits spotted the boy up a tree, surprised, the bandit nearly fainted. The boy they had just killed moments ago was now alive and up in a tree all before the bandit could even tell what was what. But the bandit had no time to understand nor care in this type of situation, the only concern he had was survival. Looking around, the bandits were quickly being encircled by the wolves, it was now clear as day, there was no chance of running away. The last two bandits took defenses stances. With their swords drawn, the two knew they were in a terribly desperate situation.

"We can't run and we can't fight either."

Panicking, the other bandit shouted towards his friend.

"THEN WHAT DO WE DO!"

Looking again at the boy in the tree, the calmer bandit made a quick decision in his heart and in a low voice he said.

"The boy, I don't know how he's alive but he's got the right idea. If we both run at the same time and shimmy up the tree, we might just be able to wait these beasts out."

The other bandit reluctantly nodded but the idea was a lot better than facing these pack of wolves, especially since the alpha had yet to show himself. Any chance at life was all he could ask for at this point, so the bandit looked at his calmer friend and asked.

"When should we move?"

As the wolves nearly finished encircling them, the bandits knew their opportunity was slipping away.

"On three....one....two........THREE!"

As the bandit shouted out, the two moved instantly for the tree and as soon as they did so did the wolves. As the wolves were pouncing towards them fangs beared and claws drawn, the calmer bandit grit his teeth and made his move. With a slight side step, he tripped his friend and then leaped toward the tree with all his might. The fallen bandit couldn't help but look at his companion with utter terror and dismay. Being betrayed at this moment and under this pressure, the man crumbled in despair. Seeing this, the wolves pounced on the fallen bandit and tore him up before he could even scream. 

The last surviving bandit made it partly up the tree but even he wasn't quite quick enough as a single wolf had still managed to gnaw through his thick leather boot, tearing into his foot. With fangs piercing deeply into his foot, the bandit couldn't help release a cry of pure anguish. 

"AAHHHHHHHH!"

With a few forceful kicks, the bandit finally managed to wrestle his bloodied foot from the beast jaws and climbed a little higher up. While resting his back against the tree the bandit let out several heavy breaths trying his best to calm himself. Looking down he saw his companions, as well as the horse being consumed rapidly; sounds of bones crunching and flesh being torn from the bodies was quite dreadful to listen to, let alone seeing big puddles of blood gushing out rapidly. As quickly as the blood puddled, it was then just as quickly lapped up by the wolves tongues. 

As the bandit tried to calm himself and catch his breath, it was an almost impossible task while watching this terrible scene play out before him. It was at this moment that he suddenly heard a creaking noise above him. Quickly taking a look up above, he spotted the boy bouncing up and down on a branch.

"Tch, the kids crazy."

With deadly wolves below and an annoying kid above, the bandit quickly lost his patience.

"Hey! you little bastard cut that shit out or I'll feed your scrawny butt to the wolves."

Although the bandit said that, in reality, it would be way too much trouble. First off his foot was still bleeding and he was in excruciating pain, secondly, after killing the kids family then digging graves and then the situation with the wolves, he was mentally and physically exhausted. If he then had to climb up and kill the kid it would be just too much, plus, he doubted whether he could actually even climb again with the way he felt. 

But before he could even shout again he suddenly heard a snap and then silence. With that, he finally felt relieved. Letting out a sigh of relief the bandit looked up once more only to have his heart feel as though it were leaping from his chest. Before his eyes, the boy was rapidly falling toward him. Suddenly appearing right above his head was already frightening enough but what the boy had in his hands simply turned the bandit pale. In the hands of this small boy was a thick branch, that's what the boy had been working on. The bandit's instincts told him the situation was dangerous and with everything the bandit could muster he tried to move out of the way but it was already far too late. The boy had appeared too fast and with a large swing the boy abandoned all his strength and struck the bandit on the top of his head. 

*CRACK!*

Following that the bandit dropped from the tree like a sack of potatoes, breaking several branches on the way down. By the time the bandit landed, he was covered in wounds from head to toe. There was no doubt he had several broken bones.

 Seeing their food get away, only to have it fall face down in front of them, the wolves began to release howls of joy right before they quickly tore into him. The bandit had no time to react and died just like that.

 While the wolves devoured the bandit, the young boy regained his balance on the tree. His legs seemed to crumble and he abruptly sat down trembling all over. The young boy looked around in every direction, seeing nothing but a frozen mountainous forest as far as the eyes can see, as well as the huge bloodthirsty wolves, the boy couldn't help but feel fear. 

Out in the distance, the boy could see a huge silver wolf almost 4-5 times bigger than the ones below him. It was standing tall and proud on top of an even bigger boulder. For a brief moment, it seemed as if the huge wolf glanced at him but then looked away as though it wasn't interested. The boy figured it was simply his imagination and tried to calm his nerves but then the Silver wolf looked to the sky and released a powerful and long howl.

"AAAWWWOOOOOLLL"

With this powerful and domineering howl, it seemed as though all of the wind that blew throughout the forest was the breath of the silver wolf.

Looking down below, there seemed to be a reaction as all the wolves ears immediately seemed to perk up all at once. Like an army of organized soldiers following their king, the wolves all began to move in synch, carrying off any meat that was left. Just like that, the wolves dashed deep into the forest disappearing like a ghost in the night.

After some time, the young boy finally calmed down. 

"Who....where am I?"

But before he could even begin to answer any of these questions the young boy felt stinging and numbness all over. Looking at his body, he only now noticed he was naked and he immediately began shivering. Now that his adrenaline was wearing off his body was feeling all the pain from the cold. Looking closer, his toes and fingers were turning blue, he had no time to ask questions and had to get some warmth immediately or he would die. Looking around he noticed the overturned wagon, covering it was a leather top and he remembered that inside was a big fur that his mother had used to hide them both.

After climbing down the boy quickly jumped inside the wagon and dove under the fur wrapping himself in a cocoon. As his body started to slowly warm up memories started coming back making him want to cry.

"Mother, father, their both dead."

But before the young boy could continue his grief, like a bolt of lightning, his mind flashed causing him to shake uncontrollably. Memory after memory began to flood into his mind, like little needles they stung his brain with each recollection. Thousand upon thousands of memories shook him to the core nearly shattering his psyche into a million pieces. Soon, thoughts began to appear in his mind one after another. This wasn't his body, those wolves were not from his world, he had died in his own world, killed by a monster with crimson eyes and somehow he ended up here in the dead body of a small child. As this mind-warping experience hammered his psyche again and again some of the child's memories started fusing with his. Not a lot of memories but still some were taken in by his mind. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, the memories came to an abrupt stop. The boy's eyes became unclouded and clear as a calm focused look washed over his face two words slipped past his lips.

"I remember."

In life I devoted myself to my King and my martial arts, giving up everything else: friends, family, love and even wealth. After death, I was reborn into a world filled with powerful beasts and chaos. Why can't I have it all on my second chance?

What happens if you turn down the isekai experience and piss off the goddess trying to migrate you? This is just one possibility.

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