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 bandit camp fell silent, as if the very air had frozen to process the unthinkable. No one had expected such a scene, and the surreal sight before them left every onlooker stunned. This was the result of Oliver's skill—compelling foes to turn on their own allies, plunging them into confusion and panic. 


Yet, the chaos was fleeting. The bandit leader regained his senses quickly, his expression shifting from bewilderment to fury as he stared at his own bloodied hands. His gaze shot toward Oliver, burning with rage. 


“What… what did you do to me?!” he roared, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and fear. 


Oliver offered no response. Instead, he raised his sword in one hand while unslinging a staff from his back with the other. 


“A sword and a staff? What’s he planning?” 


The bandits exchanged anxious glances. A knight wielding a staff was absurd. Was he planning to bludgeon them with it? 


But Oliver’s intentions became clear as he began chanting a spell. 


The Silver Circle cult’s Bounty