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

Two men were looking at that duel about to unfold with curious eyes. They were the instructors of those veterans who were training before. They were supervising their training, giving some tips from time to time. Those soldiers didn't need many corrections when talking about straightforward exchanges since they had a good notion about how it was to duel with someone. Also, most of them were in their early twenties and went on several missions before.

Nonetheless, those instructors got surprised once they were forced to get on alert when their youngest veteran decided to argue with a redheaded boy who appeared out of nowhere, grabbing her by the shoulder.

They thought that he was just another one of her crazy admirers. Rebecca had many across the fortress and they would often do these kinds of reckless moves just to get her attention or touch her body for a second even.

In all those cases, they needed to get in the way of the ruckus.

The geniality of the redheaded boy