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

They arrived back in their building while carrying a bag filled with big meals. They were celebrating their victory from Fantasia.

"You know," Jeremy said. "Prison won't really hold Fantasia for too long. She'll get out eventually. Plus they might attack us again, right when we're defenseless."

"Who cares?" Gwen yelled. "We won today, we'll fight another day. That's the cycle. If they won't stop then we won't too. Simple as a pimple."

"You really need help," Jeremy scrunched his face at the woman while she just skipped. They were almost at their building when Allen felt his insticts kicked in.

"Wait!" Allen yelled, making everyone but Gwen stop from walking. His body felt like it was on fire, making him flinch. "Gwen, stop!"

Gwen turned around and scrunch her eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

Council of the Snake