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

[Shatterbeast, Consuming 500 Life Essence, Can Evolve into Shatterdrake] 


After days of relentless hunting, Oliver finally gathered the required Life Essence. His heart raced as he read the system prompt. Without hesitation, he selected the option to evolve. 


The moment he confirmed, something incredible happened. The Shatterbeast’s body began to glow, its form almost becoming transparent, as if it were bathed in pure light. In unison, Oliver’s magical core pulsed, sending out a brilliant radiance that intertwined with the creature’s own glow. 


A surge of heat surged through Oliver’s arm, traveling deep into the Shatterbeast’s form. The sensation was intense, as though the very air around them had thickened with power. The mist of the forest seemed to shimmer and ripple, reacting to the immense magical energy at play. It was as if a miniature sun had ignited within the misty woods, casting long, strange shadows that danced on the trees. 


The Birth of the Shatterdrake