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

"I’m probably going to die... I’m so hungry... I just wish I could have one more bite of black bread... But I’m happy. I’ll see Mom and Dad when I’m gone, right? The only thing I’m sad about is not knowing what’s happened to Grandma. God, please protect her... She must be okay." 


The boy’s final words, written in a shaky hand, were accompanied by a small woven basket he clutched tightly—a gift from his grandmother. 


"Damn those necromancers. Damn the Silver Circle Cult," James spat, his eyes burning with rage. He kicked the female bandit mage hard, sending her crashing to the ground in pain. 


But none of them felt the slightest sympathy. This woman had caused too much suffering, and she would face justice. They would deliver her to Glensorne, where she would stand trial, her head hung upon the city walls as a warning to all who would dare to cross the line. 


A Bountiful Harvest