Ahealm

There was a time when humans abused too much of the world. A time when Nature decided to turn against them. A time when the sentence for their sins and crimes finally came. 

It was called the Great Curse. Some would say that it was a blessing since it gave humans the mysterious energy called Mana, which made them capable of using magic. 

However, most saw it just as the name said: a Curse. 

The mana invading the world brought consequences way greater than magic. Soon, beasts called Ancients began to appear, and that's when humanity's future would change forever. Those beasts were born to annihilate humans, after all. 

Nonetheless, humans are selfish and stubborn beings. They would defy the Gods, Nature, or any supernatural being that opposed them. No matter the curse, no matter the blessing. 

That's when the Beast Hunters were born and the eternal war for the survival and supremacy of humanity began. 

Little did they know that their reaction would be the start of a tale, the tale of the Legendary Beast Hunter, the Apostle of Wrath; the man of crimson eyes and hair. A human whose hatred would break the earth apart... 

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That is my first book for this account, so thank you very much for reading this. It may have many plot holes and mistakes, so I am sorry may any of these appear. 

As you might notice while you read the first dozens of chapters, my English is not perfect, maybe worse than average since it is not my native language. 

If you see any grammatical mistakes, please scold me so I can get better and better for the next chapters and books coming ahead xD

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I do not own this cover, though I made some changes. If you are the artist, kindly send a message and I will take it off right away and apologize.

The legendary beast hunter

After the reunion that they had with Hera, everyone went down the cliff to the most crowded part of that camping. They definitely didn't want to stay there and take more of that pessimistic and prophetic talk, though Hera wasn't saying any lie to them. 


The trainees and novices would need some more time to absorb that information and learn how to carry that burden on their shoulders. 


Hera stayed in the same spot that she was when doing her speech. She didn't get angry nor disappointed that all those warriors decided to get out of the cliff's top and go away without her allowing them to do so. Instead, she got pensive. 


After the higher-ups left that place as well, leaving her alone, she turned to the sea and began to reflect on that situation. Due to the pressure that she needed to bear every day and the numerous tasks and responsibilities that were on her hands, she didn't have much time to spare and think about her life. 


Can we survive?