After awakening, Oliver found himself living as a poor farmer on the edge of the forests of the Kingdom of Rivendell, in a dilapidated home with scarce food.

The kingdom’s forests were filled with magical beasts and toxic gases, and people believed they were perilous. However, he had awakened a super magic core that could capture creatures and endlessly transform its form.

By capturing magical beasts, he gained incredible powers.

He captured a Silver-Maned Boar, which granted him Superhuman Strength, enabling him to overpower foes with sheer brute force.

Later, he captured a Thunderhawk, a majestic bird that soared through storms. This creature bestowed upon him the ability known as Storm's Embrace, allowing him to summon lightning strikes and control winds with a mere thought.

Finally, he captured a Celestial Serpent, an immense creature adorned with shimmering scales that glinted like stars.

This powerful beast endowed him with an Aetheric Shield, creating a formidable barrier that absorbed and reflected magical attacks, enhancing his own spells with celestial energy.

As time flowed and the world changed, one day, Oliver, now the ruler of the earth and seas, looked up at the sky.

The starry river above sparkled with unmatched beauty; it was said that within the starry sea resided deities.

Having captured so many magical creatures and grown so powerful, he pondered the possibility: what if he could capture a god?

Beastbound: Awakening  the Hunter

"The Silver Circle cult hasn’t confined their chaos to our small town. Other settlements may have been attacked as well…" 


Professor Arcanus’ face was grim as he finished interrogating Avery, the traitorous lord who had colluded with the Silver Circle. It was clear that not every town had individuals like Oliver and Hector to stand against the cult's necromancers and summoned horrors. 


“Oliver, our town of Eccleston is truly fortunate to have you. On behalf of all its residents, I extend my deepest gratitude,” Professor Arcanus said warmly, his eyes filled with appreciation. 


“Hahaha, you’re too kind, Professor,” Oliver replied modestly. “Hector and the others contributed just as much. It wasn’t all my doing.” 


“Without you, we’d have all perished at the hands of that necromancer,” Hector chimed in earnestly, his gratitude evident. “Oliver, you didn’t just save the town; you saved all of us.” 


The Mother of the Silver Circle