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 summons from the Duke, along with the promise of a generous reward, had drawn many powerful individuals into Glensorne. They were all headed there to assist Professor Arcanus, the city's magical protector, in his mission to eliminate the Silver Circle Cult. 


Oliver had heard of this, but what Forest Lady had mentioned about a particular group with a past grievance against Professor Arcanus was news to him. 


"Please, esteemed Forest Lady, tell me more," Oliver asked with a serious tone. 


"Have you ever heard of the Rustblade Mercenary Group?" she inquired. 


Rustblade Mercenary Group? The name stirred something in Oliver’s mind, but he couldn’t quite place where he had heard it before. 


In the village where he grew up, there had been no mercenary groups. Mercenary bands typically required at least one red-tier or even orange-tier mage or knight to establish themselves. They accepted all manner of contracts, making them dangerous, formidable organizations. 


The Arrogant Mercenary Group