Peltivierre

The balance of the world collapsed when portals opened up to different worlds. Humans were granted systems to hunt the beasts in the Otherworlds. These beasts could give the Hunters their Codes, granting them special abilities and weapons.

In this world, Allen was born with an incurable disease that rendered his throat unable to utter words. He could only produce hissing sounds that made the other Hunters to bully him relentlessly.

He was the freak without a family.

But his world had shifted when he accidentally killed the lost beast and gained its Code. The Code of the Primordial Snake, one of the strongest beasts of the Otherworlds.

Code Collector

The pale boy with the petite figure leaped around the room. Allen was still focusing his energy into Oliver, making him act like how he wanted him to act.

"See?" Queeny smirked. "It's easy once you get the hang of it. Until then, you have to practice this activity. Today, you should master one Body, tomorrow you add another, and the next day you'll have your third Body ready to go."

Allen stopped. He regained his focus to his own body, making Oliver fall to the ground, limping like a wooden puppet. "But if I can master controlling these Bodies, how can I move? You saw how much I needed to focus my own attention into moving Oliver. I basically lost my own sense of movement."

"That's what you'll learn on the fourth day," Queeny said. "When I started using the Body Creator Code, I thought that my puppets should move like a true human being in the field, fighting beasts like they're true Hunters. I didn't have the proper training in order to master the Code."

Team Recruitment