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

The solemn-looking Elder Lo in the middle nodded before his stern gaze swept forth as he said in a low voice, "Since you've chosen Alchemic Rune Peak, all of you will be disciples of Alchemic Rune Peak from today onwards.


I'll not waste any time. Our Alchemic Rune Peak's outer part currently only has two teaching elders, one for runes and one for alchemy. In accordance with the rules, the disciples may choose who to follow."


The place fell silent as the numerous disciples secretly began to size up the two elders while their gazes flickered in thought, clearly weighing their options.


While they sorted their thoughts in silence, a figure suddenly walked out from behind Elder Sonk. It was a golden belt disciple that gave off a sharp and formidable presence, pride visible in his eyes.


Alchemy or Imprints