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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

Young Army Guard!

"Don't come any closer, Kevin. This sword isn't a toy, it's razor-sharp!" Ken admonished, swiftly pulling his younger brother back from the gleaming weapon that lay on the table in the center of their tribe's main hall in Logan.

"But I want to play with the swords!" Kevin protested, his small face scrunching up in frustration.

"I want... I want it now!" His voice grew louder and his small body began to thrash about as he tried to break free from Ken's firm grip.

"What on earth do you think you're doing? You're a good four or five years too young to handle something as dangerous as this sword," Logan interjected sternly, giving Kevin a gentle but firm tap on the backside as he lay sprawled on the ground, playing up his tantrum like a little actor.