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... 

****

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

****

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

The battle on the ship was meant to last for half an hour, but it was faster than Hera predicted. She got very happy about the results that her troop was able to accomplish. She was confident that they would have the victory, but not entirely sure how good they would do that raid into the ship.

Thankfully, the mourning of that afternoon and the frustration of her warriors didn't get in their way as they pushed forward and fought. In truth, those timid warriors surprised her in many ways.

"In the end, you were right, weren't you? Let the novices and trainees fight alone this tough battle was the best option. Today, you taught them a precious lesson," Lancelot said with a serene voice as he looked at the warriors inside the boat celebrating their victory. His blue eyes got a bit brighter as he saw that. In a long time, they finally had something to brag about, not to mourn.

A tough lesson and a different gleam