Metalwater

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

“Lord Derek, is it true this guy still has a bounty from the Silver Circle Church?” The female rogue mage guiding them asked, a mix of surprise and realization in her tone. 


No wonder they—the bandits—had been utterly defeated by Oliver. And not just defeated, humiliated. This man wasn’t an ordinary adventurer. Could he really be the rising star of Glensorne? 


“You’re correct,” Derek replied, his voice cold and indifferent. “This man once killed a necromancer. The bishop was... rather displeased.” 


The rogue mage’s face turned pale. She glanced at Oliver Stark, a young man. Yet, he had already slain a necromancer? 


For a fleeting moment, fear gripped her. But she quickly steadied her nerves. Lord Derek wasn’t just any necromancer. 


Duel Against the Necromancer!