DD_TheDreamer

Betrayed. Exiled. Murdered. Reborn.
In the war-torn land of Glory, power is everything and Duke Merlin's bastard son has none. Cast out to a starving border town beside the cursed Devil Forest, Kaelor and his mother were meant to die quietly.
But when assassins take her life and leave him bleeding in the mud, another soul awakens within him one from another world.
And with it, something else awakens too...
The Fusion System.
A power that lets him fuse nearly anything.
Fusing one starving soldier with a dead direwolf gave birth to a Dreadwolf Trooper.
Fusing one hundred wild dogs produced the monstrous Cerberus.
Fusing two crumbling forts created a living fortress bristling with autonomous ballistas.
From broken men and dead beasts, Kaelor will forge an army the world cannot understand and a dominion no one will dare challenge.

My Fusion System: Fusing Weak Soldiers with Direwolves at the Start

Four days later, Kaelor arrived at Redwood Town, and all the slaves settled outside the wall, on the other side of the rice field.

Philip looked at the field, lush and glistening under the sun, brimming with life and abundance. His eyes widened. "I… is that rice?"

Damien squinted, frowning slightly as if the thought unsettled him. "If I'm not wrong, that is Starlight Rice, one of the rarest and most treasured varieties on the continent."

Philip's eyes bulged further in disbelief. "What is such a thing doing here?!"

His voice rose too high, drawing the low growl of a nearby Dreadclaw that turned its head toward him, eyes gleaming. Philip flinched and lowered his voice quickly, but his eyes widened again as two female Dreadclaws emerged from the town gate. Their figures were lithe, shapely, and graceful, their long, tufted tails swaying with each poised step.

A Lord's Generosity