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

Oliver’s voice was calm, but there was no mistaking the weight of his words. 


James froze, his pale face draining of color. His words faltered, caught in a moment of shock and disbelief. 


“Necromancer?!” Deniel’s voice trembled, echoing James’s panic. “But… this is just a bandit hideout. How could they—?” 


Both men had vastly underestimated the depth of the danger they were about to face. They had originally planned to deal with this small bandit camp on their own. But as they got closer, a chilling discovery had made them hesitate. A Red-level mage—far beyond their ability to confront. That’s why they had gone to Glensorne City, seeking Oliver’s expertise. But now, standing on the edge of something far darker, Oliver could only feel the weight of what they had uncovered. 


The legends were well known. Dark, twisted figures who wielded forbidden magic with a malevolence beyond ordinary evil. 


The Fierce Battle