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Conqueror: Starting from Douluo Dalu

REWRITTEN!!! 1st World = Douluo Dalu 2nd World = ??? . . . Born as one of the top races in the cosmos, Aamon set on his journey to conquest. . . . Author's Note: There will be a lot of OC characters in the story, you're warned! The Douluo Dalu franchise and other anime or manga that will be mentioned in the story belong to their original owner and I am merely making a fanfiction of it.

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8 Chs

Ch.5 Aamon's plan

The old man watched the child he adopted beat a seven-hundred-year-old soul beast as he couldn't help but be proud.

A smile from ears to ears was etched on his face just like the kid in front of him.

After letting Wei Long celebrate for a moment, Dante reminded him to absorb the soul ring.

Doing just that, the child sits with his legs crossed and starts absorbing the soul ring of the sun-spot pine tree.

"Urgh..."

Dante heard a grunt escape Wei Long's mouth as he quivered but remained in a crossed-leg sitting position, enduring the pain.

The sun-spot pine tree's soul is going frenzy but Wei Long's soul has been strengthened smashing the tree's soul and making it his first soul ring.

The child's eyes slowly open smiling brightly as he stares at Dante who's also staring at him with curious eyes.

Without Dante asking, he activates his newly acquired skill.

"First Soul Ring: Divine Horn Missile!"

A horn made out of light hovers above Wei Long's hand and with a simple flick of a hand, it flies and hits a tree, destroying the poor thing.

"So cool!"

As a kid he was, Wei Long was ecstatic seeing the capacity of his soul ring, even Dante was amazed at its offensive ability.

Before calling it a day, Dante let the child familiarize himself and practice with his new ability, making him fight soul beasts with hundred-year-old cultivations.

With a few experiments, they found out Wei Long could produce a maximum of 7 horn missiles but the skills required adept control over soul power.

Fulfilling their goal, the two decided to head back home marking the end of their journey.

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The monotonous life in the village continues as the children focus on their cultivation and those who reach their bottleneck will be helped by Dante to hunt for their soul ring.

Meanwhile, Aamon was also busy, experimenting with the Chimera in his body, exploring the capacity of his masterpiece.

Time passes like the wind as the plan that will alter the future of the Douluo Realm is set in motion, in a small village with that no one pays attention to.

Meanwhile, in a faraway place, a person named Tang Hao is still venturing life with his future wife, unaware of what danger his future son will face.

Everything is set,

It is now only a matter of time before the greatest war that will shake the foundation of this world will take place.

In exchange for this time, Aamon's movement is strictly restricted,

He and his subordinates must not attract the attention of any 'fated people' lest destiny notice a variable that might change the destiny of the world.

Any variable that is found will only meet a single end, death.

And so in the shadow, Aamon knew they must get stronger quietly, hidden from unwanted eyes.

They must get stronger as fast as possible,

Aamon didn't laze around, experimenting with more uses for his Chimera soul.

Chimera is a concept, that means the fusion of two or more different creatures to create a new one.

He also didn't forget to expand his subordinates,

Although most of the villagers are all adult mortals with no more potential to grow, what Aamon values is the control he can get from subordinating everyone in the village.

He moved discreetly and without even anyone noticing,

And before anyone noticed,

All of the residents in Leaf Valley Village had been imprinted by Aamon with 'insignia'.

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In a secluded cave, far away from the village, the only source of light is the sunlight from a small hole above the cave.

Inside was Aamon and a man with a dirty face and clothes.

The dirty man was a beggar who was addicted to booze and spent all his money, now he had no family or any belongings, sleeping outside and begging the villagers for some coins and food.

"What a pitiful man..."

Aamon mumbled under his breath watching the man tremble in fear, he was the sole villager which Aamon didn't take under his command.

"What are you gonna do to me?!"

"I-I saw it! What did you do to the others?!!"

The beggar shouted in fear, as the only 'sane' person remaining from the village in his mind, he noticed a subtle change in everyone.

"I didn't do much,"

"I gave them an offer they couldn't resist and they took it"

Aamon's insignia is a contract that binds the imprinted person stopping them from doing things that will hurt the interest of Aamon.

However, it has no mind-bending effect that forces loyalty or changes the imprinted person's mind.

The villagers' loyalty stems from the benefit that they receive as they reverie Aamon like a god.

Aamon didn't plan to waste any more time, with perfect control of his soul power, he raised the man to float in the air.

Insignia is a soul contract which means that Aamon's soul is put on the imprinted person, this is what causes their martial soul to mutate.

For the two unawakened kids, Aamon manually added more pieces of his soul that the kids would slowly ingest.

But that is only the mutation of the soul, Aamon plans to create a true chimera by mutating the body, fusing the martial soul to the body to create new a species,

A being that possesses the power of the soul master and the soul beast.

A human-soul beast hybrid,

Or as Aamon likes to call them,

The demi-humans.

This is the ideal Aamon envisioned when he created Chimera's soul, a soul made out of all the collection of races in the entire cosmos.

Of course that is only it, an ideal.

But Aamon is now ready to make it a reality.

And that starts with an experiment, which needs a Guinea pig.

And what better guinea pig out there than those that have already given up living?

"This is your last contribution to the world"

"For a wasted man who divulges himself in pleasure, "

"May this make your life have its meaning"