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

Deep within the forest, chaos erupted. Flocks of birds scattered into the skies, their wings flapping frantically, while startled beasts bounded away, their cries echoing through the dense woodland. 


Amidst the commotion, the ground bore the unmistakable aftermath of a fierce battle—the jagged edges of the massive sinkhole glistening with frost. The area was scarred by the remnants of Arcanus’s large-scale frost magic. From its depths, creatures of all sizes emerged in a desperate frenzy. Giant centipedes skittered across the frozen terrain, and smaller serpents slithered away with astonishing speed. 


At the edge of the crater, near the dense forest surrounding the sinkhole, lay the lifeless body of a colossal serpent, its fifty-meter-long form severed in two. The severed halves twitched with spasmodic jerks before finally going still, a pool of dark, glistening blood spreading beneath its scaly corpse. 


A Bountiful Harvest – The Meteorite of Wind