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

"Ha! It's all over for you!" The female mage bandit laughed coldly, her eyes gleaming with malicious anticipation. 


Derek, the necromancer, raised the silver chalice high. From it, a torrent of dark necrotic energy surged forth, sweeping through the vast underground chamber like a ravenous tide. 


The walls, lined with countless prison cells,resembling the structure of a hive. Each cage, one after another, rattled and groaned as if the very place were alive. A sharp chill suddenly permeated the room, the temperature plummeting as an icy breeze slithered through the chamber’s every corner, freezing the very air in its wake. 


"This is the price of crossing the Silver Circle Cult, Oliver Stark!" Derek sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "I'll take your head to the High Priest, claim the glorious reward, and grow even stronger in the process!" 


A Familiar Prisoner