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In the treacherous Bog forest, danger lurked as a dense white mist blinded eyes and chilling air froze souls. At dawn, ferocious, mutated creatures roamed, seeking prey.

The weakest species, Monster Species, struggled amid magic-wielding mages. They hid in caves and lairs to evade magical rulers, but hiding wasn't enough.

Transmigrated as an orc named Moku, a former MMA champion, sought superpowers through rituals and lore to make himself and his tribe stronger.

With an unyielding promise, Moku vowed to wage war against those underestimating Monster Species. In a world of magic and peril, his journey for empowerment and revenge had just begun. Join Moku in this gripping fantasy, battling limitations and prejudice to face his destiny in the Bog forest.

{Disclaimer:
This novel will be the basis or background story of all the subsequent novels that I will write.
English is not my first language and this is the first novel I've written. So if there are any mistakes in writing or language that are difficult to understand, please understand.
I will keep trying to be a better writer. And you can see the changes in my writing style from chapter to chapter.
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I must sincerely apologize for the prolonged silence and lack of updates. I want to be honest with you—I faced burnout, a challenge that I didn't anticipate as a first-time writer, especially in the realm of online writing for Webnovel. "The Record of Orc Civilization" is my inaugural book, and navigating the demands of completion proved more demanding than I expected.

To my dedicated readers who have patiently awaited updates, I extend my deepest gratitude for not abandoning this admittedly sluggish writer. To those who have recently joined this journey, your presence is invaluable, providing the motivation I desperately need to continue this story.

I acknowledge my shortcomings and assure you that I am committed to finishing this book. I understand the disappointment my delay may have caused, and I'm determined not to let you down any further.

In an effort to make amends, I pledge to upload 2-3 chapters each week. Your patience with this novice writer means the world to me, and I am genuinely grateful for your understanding. Thank you for being part of this journey, and I hope you'll continue to accompany me as we navigate the unfolding narrative together.}

The Record of Orc Civilization

A group of young men wearing leather armor in disarray were seen stumbling out of a vast meadow. In front of them was a gate that was no less towering than the A-class dormitory gate, and perhaps even larger.

Two guards stood and stared at the group of young men expressionlessly. One guard had green hair and the other had black hair. They looked like they had been standing there for a long time, waiting for the group to arrive.

Artur held his injured arm from the wolf claw. The sword he brought from Heles city had disappeared, and the leather armor that Cila made for him had become tattered. He should have been grateful for surviving after fighting so many wolves, but his face couldn't show a smile.

Although class A15 managed to escape from the second field alive because the Mutated Alpha Wolf suddenly retreated for no reason, they couldn't make it to school on time. Their injured and exhausted bodies were no longer able to run after the remaining time.

First Lesson