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

Time passes quickly, and before he knew it, June had arrived. 


The morning greeted Oliver with the sound of torrential rain pounding against his windows. The rapid, rhythmic drumming of the rain on the roof and walls was nearly deafening. It sounded like a thousand tiny hammers working in unison, splattering across the windows, the wind carrying the droplets sideways in sheets of water. The storm was fierce, and the air was thick with moisture. 


Oliver quickly made his way to the nearby animal shelter, hoping his precautions had been enough. 


Fortunately, the pigsty and tiger’s den, which he had spent so much effort and gold on building, were holding strong. The structures were solid, the walls untouched by the downpour, and there was not even the faintest sign of leaking. He breathed a sigh of relief. 


Rain Season and the Bounty