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

A long time ago, in a land that is no more there, a land forgotten by the Gods and Kings as time passed, lived a girl. At that time, some considered that land the epitome of the human race. More than the own capital of the Kingdom, even. Because of that, the lord of that county received as much envy as appraisal.

For many times, his life got threatened, his county got attacked, and the villagers got killed and robbed. Most of these times, the assailants were mercenaries contracted by other counts, barons, or marquises.

However, the land always prospered. Nothing was able to destroy it. The count only feared openly the personal forces of the King. For him, those knights would be able to do it; the county's strength would never be able to match the King's strength. They were just a portion of land in a remote place. A place which, if not for the count's efforts, nobody would ever mind to step or pay attention to.

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