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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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Crystal Cove (3)

"When do I start?"

Gesturing to the door off to the side of the desk, Teal opened the door leading toward the inner sanctum of the Crystal Cove.

"You can go in through that door right now. Do not worry though, you have access to visit this location whenever you wish. So you do not have to rush if you cannot find what you are looking for or need more time to absorb the information. Feel free to visit Crystal Cove whenever you'd like, I shall be available most of the time as the Tribe Leader has allowed me to live nearby."

Leaning on the counter with her right elbow and resting on her fist, Ember lightly sighed. "Must be nice. You get to read as much as possible huh? Do you sleep here a lot then?"