The_Novel_Man

[Mature Content]


After Ragnarok, the gods and demons died, the heroes perished and all the beasts who fought them toe to toe ceased to exist as well. The world evolved, after the death of all superiors (Gods), the inferiors (Mortals) started to learn the ways to gain those celestial powers, some even surpassed the gods. They were gifted with the spirits of deceased powerful beings.

Spirit stolen at birth, the prince of once a doughty werewolf kingdom, Ezra Zephyr is plagued by the curse of god until the fate draws him to a mysterious domain. Where he meets a beast, who became Ezra's spirit. That beast was no ordinary beast at all, he was the evil monsterous wolf of Norse, who killed Odin and devoured the Sun. He was Fenrir, son of Loki and Angraboda. Fenrir trained Ezra Zephyr before becoming his spirit; from that moment the Ezra Zephyr changed his innocence with atrocity.

Join Ezra Zephyr as he'll wreck havoc in the world with Fenrir as his spirit. Get ready for rollercoaster of Adventure, War, Dark Schemes, Light Comedy and Seggs.

A world where both Cultivators and Sorcerors fight for supremacy, a new fantasy world where Qi and Mana co-exist.

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First 32 chapters consist of MC's training, don't judge before reading atleast 40 chaps.

This is a novel where MC will trample the so called Gods and Heroes in myriad of mythologies without disisting his sexual urges that he inherited as werewolf. However, there won't be harem and MC will not stick to one girl.


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The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

He lifted his head as if sensing something, and looked towards the far right where a figure in Red Clothes was peacefully seated next to the window. The seats around him were empty because of the astonishing qi that swirled around his body, an aura that made everyone wary.


When Ezra's gaze fell upon the figure in red, the monstrous wolf of Norse in his body warned him to be cautious.


The Chaos Force snaked on his palm and flickered as an intense bolt occurred on his hand.


The emotions on Ezra Zephyr's face were cut away bit by bit, still as a statue as he stared at the figure in a red dress.


"What is this uneasiness?" Pondered the prince of Bloodfang.


The figure in reddish robes also seemed to sense something, the moving wine cup in his hand pausing slightly, before he slowly turned his head and saw Ezra with his slanty eyes.


The gazes of the two met at this moment, the entire world seemed to fall into silence. 


Face Off