Kingficher

Oscar, a destitute young boy, died in a tragic accident and was reborn in the forgotten realm. As a member of the lowly Birch tribe, his solace comes from the fragments of a guardian's spirit, residing in his soul. After the decimation of his family in the hands of a powerful race known as the dreads, he embarked on the part of revenge, leading him to the path of transcendence.

The Arcane God

"It would have been great if there was beer to go with this." After hearing everyone's praise for the grilled meat, Oscar couldn't help think about his previous life.

Soon, his mind drifted to the memory of his massacred family in this world, back to the time when the village workers would go to the night market after working hard during the day.

The scene of them eating roasted meat together as a clan.

"Beer?" Zachar came over, and asked curiously. "Is that a drink of some sort? Is it something delicious?"

The young plant druid was usually very sensitive when it came to food and good drinks. When Oscar mentioned beer, his first impression was a good after meal drink.

Hearing the questions, Yara glared at Zachar. "By the gods, Zacharoo, all you know is food and drinks. How can you be a foodie at such a young age, and still want to be a refiner? I'm afraid you can only be a food champion in the future."

The Little Things [II]