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AI Doctor : From Slave to Beast King

Life in hell mode was never fun? Was it? *********** Being burned alive in a laboratory out of sheer jealousy for he had created the best AI system in the medical world? Oh boy, Damien could assure you that it was not fun. But then again, you never get another chance to feel the slow burn—okay that went dark quickly. Lets take it from the top once again. Damien was sure he had angered someone up in the sky and given his foul mouth that hurled curses worse than a sailor he had very good idea of how it happened. Because if being abandoned in the orphanage was not bad enough, he was stabbed by the very mentor he trusted and followed with closed eyes. But when he found himself waking up in another world— even after death he was not left alone. SMH. The world of beastmen —— he realised that he never knew how difficult hell mode truly was. Surviving in the world of beasts was a challenge in itself. And for Damien who found himself in the body of the discarded crown prince of the Brystoria Empire—With a broken nucleus and mana suppressed by Tartarite nails and used as a weapon of humiliation, it was not a challenge. For Damien, survival in the beast world was like walking on a thin rope, that too on one foot! Fortunately, the AI system that Damien developed as a doctor before his death followed him to this world of beasts. Join Damien in his new quest as he overturns his destiny from being a slave to the king of beasts.

Snore_lax · Fantaisie
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Facing his fears

 Bam! 

Wistoria delivered a kick to the man who was feebly stirring on the ground. He was one of the few ones whom she had left alive for questioning. 

"Tell me where Andres went?" She placed her foot on the head of the man and pushed it down harshly. 

"I don't know …I really don't know…" The man shook his head. "I just joined their guild; they told me nothing other than the fact that we needed to stop you here." 

Hearing his response, Wistoria raised her foot and brought it down. 

"AHHH!" 

"You don't know anything about where he went? Then what about this mist?" Wistoria lowered her head. "How are we supposed to get rid of it, huh?" 

"I have no idea!" the man squeaked. "I told you, they just asked me to come and join their guild. I was never involved in their decision-making from the start. Andres only trusted those five and no one else; they must know something." 

"Are you trying to anger me—"

"Lady Wistoria!"