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Hunter in Black

This is a world of combat and magic, where adventurers thrive, leveling up, and killing monsters for loots and glory. But that's not the story I'm here to tell. Decades have passed since All-father, the world's Creator, ended the ever catastrophic conflict between humans and dragons. Lives have fallen from both sides, leaving humanity only able to support their last haven, the capital city of Ratna Kingdom. And now that they're at their weakest, someone wanted to carve a tombstone for their grave. He was called the Pretender, a figure disguised as All-father himself. He travels through the continent with a quest to gather forces from those who fell victim to humanity's sins. If no one puts an end to this act, then catastrophe will surely come knocking on the kingdom's door. So a call was made to prevent this. A Veteran Hunter and his apprentice were dispatched to take down each of the leaders under the Pretender's influence. He himself was a mysterious one, dressed in black, hiding behind a bear mask. Not a lot was known about the Hunter, not his race, not his family, not his face. Though one thing is for sure, he's damn good at his job.

PolarMuttaqin · Fantaisie
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A Place Where Time Stops Ticking

A week later, the two Hunters arrived at the place known as the home of the All-father. A place with green trees towering in every spot imaginable. Fatherwood forest.

The wind here carried a breeze of mana, the strings of it can even be seen with naked eyes. Surfing among them were fairies, small yet meaningful. Their colorful lights flickered as they fly from plant to plant. A song could be heard if close enough with them, though one could always listen to the birds serenading it.

"Thanks for the ride, Evann!" Celene waved to the elf as she hopped down from the dragonic rayfish right after Blaz.

"No problem. Have fun with your gathering." The elf rode his rayfish away, flying west where the Blueleaf reside.

"See ya!" Yelled the lycan.

"Don't get too loud, Celene. You're bothering the dryads." Blaz softly warned the lycan.