In a bizarre twist of fate, Damien, an ordinary man from our world, finds himself inexplicably transported to a medieval fantasy realm. But this is not a simple tale of displacement; Damien undergoes a profound transformation, awakening as Logan, a wolf beastman and the destined heir to the chieftainship of the wolf beastmen Tribe.

As Logan, he inherits not just a new form but a complex legacy of power and ambition, underpinned by the dreams of his tribe to elevate their leader to the divine status of a wolf deity. His transformation is accompanied by the mystical Tribal Chief System, a potent force that endows him with extraordinary knowledge and abilities, elevating his potential far beyond any ordinary beastman.

The story intensifies when Logan’s father, the revered chief of the beastmen Silvermane, perishes in battle. This tragedy thrusts Logan into a leadership role much sooner than anticipated. As the new chief, he must navigate a world rife with dangers—both from rival tribes jealous of the Silvermane's prosperity and darker forces that threaten the mystical balance of the realm.

Logan's ascent to power is an arduous journey of personal growth and leadership. He must harness his new abilities to outmaneuver his enemies, solidify his tribe's standing, and forge crucial alliances. The Tribal Chief System guides him, offering strategies and powers that could dictate the future of his people.

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Reborn As A Beastman With A System

On the fifth floor of the ancient stone tower, Logan gently laid Jean on the bed, tucking her beneath a warm, woven quilt. The room was dimly lit by the flickering light of a single candle, casting shadows on the walls. 


This naive woman, a disbeliever in the strength of the liquor, had guzzled the potent brew without a second thought. The concoction was a formidable blend, boasting an alcohol content of 227 degrees. It took her barely two minutes to succumb to its strength, collapsing unconscious into his arms. 


When Logan returned to the bustling kitchen, steam roared from the pipes of the four massive stills, hissing like the vents of a boiling pots. He had chosen rice as the base for his distillation not only for its superior quality but also for its remarkable efficiency in alcohol production, yielding up to 97%. 


In simpler terms, a hundred kilograms of rice could transform into ninety-seven kilograms of fiery rice liquor, a feat unmatched by any other grain. 


Rice Wine!