Nekoman

"Wh-what? My element is... void?"

In a world filled with sorceries, miracles, and knights, Young Hubert found himself immersed in struggle, trauma, and tragedy after joining the watchman. Deemed as a deserter turned slave, he tried to survive by learning from the greatest teachers, friends, and experiences. 

Fighting corruption from internal conflicts of nobles and politics inside the kingdom of Creopia or the threatening dangers of the northern barbarians, indigenous tribes of the southern kingdom, pirates of the east, and the mysterious creatures of the western mountain range. Where even the helmsman of fate has corrupted. He soon realized his greater duty in the world was to protect it.

Empathy And Wrath

Chaos Hero: Void Master

The sea wind cut as the captain lunged. Hubert knew death was near, a speed he had never seen from a member of the watchmen. Flinching, he closed his eyes, expecting to see his body headless as blood spurted out of his cut-off neck.

Yet, he felt nothing. Slowly, he opened his eyelids. Greeted by the glinting of two swords, one from the captain, aiming to his throat in a thrust, the other, from the owl, protecting him from such an attack with the blade.

The two swords met, shaking as the wielder was locked in a struggle of power against each other.

"Jaz, you dare attack one that you swore to protect?" the owl asked, his tone questioning, his fist clenched.

Jaz, the captain, retracted his sword from the lock, keeping it then close, unsheathed from its scabbard.

"So what do I do? Watch as he mocks us? A fresh adventurer with pubic hair that hadn't yet matured?"

The Reason