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

The mug of coffee slipped from her trembling hands. It fell towards the table in slow-motion. Everything seemed to freeze as if to give her time to breathe and think about everything properly.

She felt something stabbing her heart. The type of stabbing that she felt when Ares left her all alone, with no real friends, no love, and no fun.

'It hurts', she thought, not knowing exactly how she could think so quickly. The time she usually would take to have that thought would be enough for the mug to reach the table. However, it was not even halfway to its final destination.

'It hurts so much, that I want to disappear. I don't want to deal with this anymore.'

Her eyes never left her father's. She couldn't dare to do it with him. The least he deserved was that much respect coming from her.

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