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Reborn As A Beastman With A System

In a bizarre twist of fate, Damien, an ordinary man from our world, finds himself inexplicably transported to a medieval fantasy realm. But this is not a simple tale of displacement; Damien undergoes a profound transformation, awakening as Logan, a wolf beastman and the destined heir to the chieftainship of the wolf beastmen Tribe. As Logan, he inherits not just a new form but a complex legacy of power and ambition, underpinned by the dreams of his tribe to elevate their leader to the divine status of a wolf deity. His transformation is accompanied by the mystical Tribal Chief System, a potent force that endows him with extraordinary knowledge and abilities, elevating his potential far beyond any ordinary beastman. The story intensifies when Logan’s father, the revered chief of the beastmen Silvermane, perishes in battle. This tragedy thrusts Logan into a leadership role much sooner than anticipated. As the new chief, he must navigate a world rife with dangers—both from rival tribes jealous of the Silvermane's prosperity and darker forces that threaten the mystical balance of the realm. Logan's ascent to power is an arduous journey of personal growth and leadership. He must harness his new abilities to outmaneuver his enemies, solidify his tribe's standing, and forge crucial alliances. The Tribal Chief System guides him, offering strategies and powers that could dictate the future of his people. #Beastmen #Nonhuman #System #Tribe #kingdombuilding

Rqmk · Fantasy
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210 Chs

Fifteenth-order Legend!

Is this an elf?

"Yes... yes, it is," Logan muttered, his voice barely hiding his disbelief. The figure before him, though dressed in tattered rags like a beggar, was unmistakably an elf. His long, pointed ears peeked out from beneath tangled locks of green hair, a hallmark of his kind. Despite the weathered lines of age on his face, his features remained strikingly handsome, the kind of beauty one would expect from a creature of legend.

Logan knew there was no mistaking it; this was an old elf, ancient by human standards. He couldn't be wrong.

But something didn't add up.

"Elves are supposed to be proud and noble, right? Why does he look... like this?" Jane asked, her voice tinged with confusion. Her brother Begon nodded in agreement, equally taken aback. This elf was far from the elegant, almost ethereal beings they had always imagined. In stories, elves were warriors of grace and wisdom, dressed in fine robes or glittering armor. But this one?