3 Blessing from a God
(Author's note)
Hello. If you guys are reading this then congrats! you've made it this far with my writing and I thank you for sticking with me. If you are willing to stick with me on this journey then please, if you have a webnovel account, then comment your thoughts about the novel thus far so that I can improve my writing! If you don't have a webnovel account, create one!!!. Alright in this next chapter I will go quite in depth as to how I will have the MC approach conquering the world. I'm not incredibly science savvy, but obviously technology is an aspect of kingdom building that cannot be ignored. Wikipedia and YouTube shall be my strongest friend for the kingdom building aspects (Time to use HISTORY). Also, whenever the MC acquires a new ability or upgrades one, the ability shows up in his POV as words that are literally just floating in the sky. It isn't some voice telling him whats happening. Think Death March anime. If you haven't seen it then fucking go watch it its p g00d in terms of the RPG Isekai element. If you hate the Loli aspect then I would agree with you, but in this case its more cutesy like younger sister/brother cutesy. Anyways, I wanted to say thank you again, and expect some insane power ups within the next few chapters ;) [Also, get ready for some botched copyright fixes :')]
(End of Author's note/rant)
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After that embarrassing speech I asked Hati if I could have a private conversation with him.
"What is it that you need of me sir"
"Just call me Mikael from here on out".
One of the nice things I learned from Hati was that their kind call each other Worgs. The Lion-man I killed earlier is known as a Felidae. Apparently they do not only have lions amongst their villages, but other feline based beast-men. The culture behind the different beast-men and the different land deities is quite interesting. When I have more free time I will be sure to ask for a more in depth history lesson.
"Anyways, I want to know how fast the villagers can create huts to live in, as well as who and what the villagers do."
"Currently we only have 6 huts other than the main hall, but we do not require them for sleep. We can put the young ones that are still alive as well as the females, elders and shamans in the huts. The warriors and men of age will sleep outside. As for food, we were relying on the the sheep and cattle we have cultivated, but Gir ate them alongside our brethren."
"You know who that lion beast-man was?"
"Yes, it was Gir, son of Alokonir. He is one of the direct descendants of Maahes, Lion god of war."
(Hmm, it seems that they actually understand the basics of livestock. They are a lot smarter than I gave them credit for. As for what he just said... Shamans?)
"I'm quite unfamiliar with your people. What do these Shamans do?"
"They know basic healing spells and understand first aid that has been passed down from previous shamans. They can close wounds and hasten recovery from illness."
This was quite the score. I didn't think I would be able to get so close to magic at such an early stage. I remember reading that magic was only attainable by visiting the Mage's Capital City of Oz. I guess that was only for humans. While everyone fights in their little wars over who has the bigger... nevermind, I will be cultivating monsters into warriors and create a society where my newfound brethren will be able to live freely. I could not help, but crack a smile. I could imagine my warriors doing my bidding and tearing apart everyone that opposed me. This was perfect.
"... Sir?"
I was shaken back into reality.
"Sorry, I just had a premonition. Gather all of the Shaman's and the warriors in the main hall. I will begin the revival of this village as well as the construction of our nation."
"I don't quite know what you mean sire, but I will gather the men quickly."
(It seems they do not yet understand the concept of teamwork and alliances.)
The main hall was roughly three times bigger than the average hut. It was about equivalent in size to the living room from my home before this life. There was a chair made out of fur as well as Worg heads that decorated the border at the center back of the room. It looked to be the previous Chief's chair. I would be willing to bet that the decorations were from previous warriors that challenged Sköll to battle. I guess he was quite the formidable chief. I asked Raphael to join my side, and Lucy followed right behind him. I didn't really mind, but she wasn't going to like what was going to happen. After a short while, Hati signaled that everyone has arrived.
"Sir, what is it you require of us."
(I guess he wont' drop the formalities huh.) I took a look and noticed there were 5 Shamans, 4 Females and 1 Male. 12 warriors, all Male. And finally Hati. This meant that out of the 56 villagers left, 18 were specialized in combat and healing, and the other 38 were either children or specialized in a different area. Regardless, I wanted to test something. I took the small dagger I stole took from Raphael's old man, and walked up to the shamans. They were visibly shaking. One even started to soil themselves. It was the only male of the 5.
(I guess they still have quite the wild instinct, and based off of what they just saw, it wasn't that much of a surprise. I will take note of this before future endeavors with other creatures of the land.)
"Ahh you don't need to worry, this blade is not meant for you."
And with that, I took the dagger and slit a part of my hand open.
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It was when I was starting to hit puberty that I noticed a change in the biology of my body. Although it was mental, at the roots of your senses is a biological reasoning. I thoughtlessly questioned one of the statements that the nuns at the church stated was fact, regardless of it coming from the religious doctrine of the church. I got smacked. It was only supposed to be a light smack, but because it was a backhanded slap one of the knuckles hit my temple and I was knocked unconscious for half a minute. I woke up and there was bleeding on my head, and I could tell that I was concussed as I couldn't quite remember what had just happened. But there was only one retaining thought that was bubbling in my head. (Why does my head not hurt.) I tested this theory that I came up with later, by lightly smacking myself and eventually bruising my arms, but I could not feel pain. The sensory neurons that my body had must have stopped sending pain signals to my brain. Although this would be convenient in future fights for keeping my head calm, it was a double edged sword. Pain is nothing, but a signal to your brain letting you know that your body is in danger. I remember reading that somewhere in one of my favorite web novels that became an anime later on.
...
"Sir!"
Hati rushed over and grabbed my hand. He then turned to face the Shamans.
"Aiyana! Luna! Loki!"
Two of the Female Worgs as well as the Male that soiled himself came over and started to cast their magic on my hand.
In unison: "Fenrir, father of wolves, blessed upon thee, grant us the power of the pack!"
It was astonishing. a blue light similar to that of the light rays coming through the cracks in a forest on the night of a full moon started to envelop my entire body. In fact, there was an illusion of a small moon which appeared above my head. It felt amazing. The wound almost immediately closed, and in fact I felt even stronger than before.
[Mortal one, you will receive my blessing for you have saved my kin]
Divinity: [Fenrir's Blessing]
I heard a hoarse, low pitched voice in my head. Mortal one huh, I guess this must have been Fenrir, land deity of the Worgs. As soon as I heard Fenrir's voice, everyone of the Worgs went down on both knees and prostrated themselves in my direction. Did they hear his voice as well? I looked over to Hati, who, unexpectedly was doing the same. Then, from behind the warriors who were near the entrance of the hall, the others came in and did as such.
"Hati, what is the meaning of this."
Hati stood up and looked me straight in the eye, he gave off a steel like aura of unwavering fortitude.
"O' exalted one, that voice you heard was our eldest ancestor, Fenrir, God of The Pack. We are, but a branch of the Worgs that reside in these lands. Sköll and I are distantly related to the direct descendants. We heard stories of Fenrir communicating with his kin under extreme circumstances, but all the years I have been alive I have never been blessed with hearing Fenrir's voice. By acquiring his blessing, you are now given authority to rule over all of the Worgs. All of the Worgs can hear Fenrir's direct message. We will send one of our warriors to the neighboring villages and tell them of the source of this incredible event. Dakota!"
A young looking Male Worg stood up and replied.
"Yes, Father!"
"You will leave at dawn and let the other villages know. Do so without failure!"
"Yes Father!"
Everyone other than Hati and his son were still in their prostrated forms. I snuck a quick peek at Raphael and Lucy, and they were giving their same shocked expression from before, but this time without the element of fear. It was quite uncomfortable for the Worg to still be in such a state.
"Rise. I am not your god and you shall not prostrate yourselves to me. I will take you on as my subordinates, but do not see me as someone great before I accomplish anything."
It was harsh, but the truth was needed. I saved them, but I haven't even begun to take over the world as I intend to do so. I will not be treated as some king as I do not want that to go to my head and lead to an arrogance that I don't need.
"Everyone except for Hati and Dakota, leave." Of course, Raphael and Lucy stayed.
After the room was private, I began asking some more questions, as knowledge for my soon to be nation was necessary.
After about an hour of talking with Hati and his son, I learned quite a lot about their people's history as well as some other valuable information regarding their culture. It was getting late so I told Hati to bring the children into the main hall. It was the best place for them to sleep. They insisted on Raphael and me sleeping in the main hall, but I "strongly suggested" that we sleep outside with the warriors and other men. I told Lucy to sleep in the main hall with the children and her face lit up. I couldn't blame her, the children were adorable. As for what I was going to do next, that would be answered tomorrow.
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Status:
Name: Mikael
Title: [Tamer]
Age: 19
Race: Human
Racial Passives: None
Divinity: [Fenrir's Blessing]
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Loyalty: None
Latent Abilities: [Quick Learner]
Acquired Abilities:
[Unarmed Fighting] Mastery: Master
[Athleticism] Mastery: Master
[Charge] Mastery: Master
[Reaction Speed] Mastery: Expert
[Leader] Mastery: Novice
Followers: 58
Name: Raphael
Age: 18
Race: Human
Racial Passives: None
Divinity: None
Loyalty: Mikael
Latent Abilities: [The Generous]
Acquired Abilities: None
Followers: None
Name: Lucy
Age: 19
Race: Human
Racial Passives: None
Divinity: None
Loyalty: Raphael
Latent Abilities: None
Acquired Abilities:
[First-Aid] Mastery: Adept
Followers: None
Name: Hati
Age: 76
Race: Worg
Racial Passive: Intimidating Aura
Divinity: [Fenrir, God of The Pack]
Loyalty: Mikael
Latent Abilities: [True-blooded]
Acquired Abilities: None
Followers: 56
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