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Cultivator in the Beastworld

~No NTR/Yuri/Excessive Gore~ You've seen tons of stories about humans going to other fantasy worlds to journey through hardships and tribulations. Using whatever system, skills, tools, or whatever else to achieve greatness or infamy. There are even piles of stories of angels, demons (succubi), goblins, skeletons, and even a necromancer or two. But have you ever heard of the Beastworld? A world entirely filled with beastkin of all different shapes, sizes, and genus from the most common ratkin to fantastical ones like the Moontide Phoenixkin. Beastkin aren't the only inhabitants of this world, however. Ferocious and deadly Savage Beasts do not have the more humanoid body or intelligence that the beastkin have. But instead are terribly strong of body and still control an immense amount of the savage lands. Journey alongside a young beastkin who from the moment of his imminent death, journeys this world as one of the few, if not the only weapon cultivator in the beastworld.

Puresol · Ost
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155 Chs

Aftermath

Even though he was a bit drained, Noxtis stared happily at his large and perfectly cooked savage prime cut in front of his face. Topped with a bit of herb butter that was slowly melting its delicious flavors all over the perfectly charred surface, elevating the heart-racingly amazing aroma even further. Of course, he couldn't forget the two scrumptious sides highlighting the main dish.

A dish containing a heaping pile of mashed taters, covered in a thick gravy and bits of salty crystals on top. As well as a couple of stalks of As..asper... asparagus? Whatever they were called, they were surprisingly delicious as well, a bit firm but lightly charred and covered in a sauce he couldn't get enough of. While Noxtis hadn't been a huge veggie eater, he much prefered savage beef or chicken instead. However, the veggies served by Velnarra changed his whole view on them entirely.