Understanding Everything

****(POV)

What is that wolf doing here?!

Oh no, I hope my son didn't follow too. What about that shady man that's always running after my wife trying to bake some pie?

Wait ... pie?

In but a moment the wolf steps forward and enters the pack of decaying flesh.

There can only be one result of such boldness. Death.

A few swipes later most of the cadavers are dead for good.

0_0 WTF !

Such speed!

Such power!

Every single move seems to be imbued with some kind of magic.

A profound one. Sharp enough to cut through whatever it so much as touches.

Colorless energy. Is that element-less mana?!

How is such proficiency possible?!

This is at the level of an arch-wizard!

On a motherfucking wolf!

One that is fast and powerful.

No! This is no wolf, but a beast king.

No, not a beast king either! A rank 4 wouldn't be this powerful.

It is toying with all of the rank 2s and rank 3s alike while evading attacks from that thing.

"sTOP AvOidING oUr attAckS! iT Is POintleSs!"

The thing seems to be using death element attacks.

A close to impossible element to master.

One that exhibits an insane amount of power.

It spells doom instantly for whoever it brushes.

It throws deadly spells at the wolf one after the other.

Any undead it touches heals quickly and returns to the fight.

"HahahaHAhAhaha tAKE ThaT!"

Suddenly, all the remaining zombies dive at the wolf immobilizing it for but a fraction of a second.

But that is all that thing ever needed.

A beam of grey darkness hits the wolf head-on.

Direct hit.

"hahA How Do YOU lIke THAt LItTlE …. wHaT?!"

For the first time, the thing shows surprise. The solid control over the situation it had now gone.

Anything would die from that death magic.

Apparently not this wolf. It just got hit.

It did not even shiver.

"HoW ArE yOU still AlIVE! tHis DoeSN't MaKE aNy senSE! WHAt arE you! ouR Death mAgic is No triFliNG MaTter?! WAIT aRe yoU faKING it? ThaT MuST be It ! hAhaHaHahahahAHAhA nICE TRY! BUt we aRe toO SMaRt!"

I look at the wolf, all I see is contempt. Contempt for a lower lifeform.

The devil that sent me scurrying away is nothing but a weakling to it.

That's the feeling I'm getting anyway.

Some more rays of death energy hit the wolf. One after the other until ….

"How?! HOw?! HOw?! tHis iS ImPOsSibLe We ArE strong; We aRE !!!!"

A small step forward. A small swipe of its claws again.

That thing just lost an arm.

It tries its best to kill the wolf, but to no avail.

It is extremely strong. If I had any doubt in my mind now everything is clear.

That small wolf. Wolfie was it? Is a peerless rank 5 existence.

How risible. How worried I was.

How weird I found them casually spectating.

Turns out I am the weird one. The one lacking in knowledge.

In front of my eyes happens a scene I would have not believed possible.

The thing is getting toyed with. Getting disassembled into parts.

Slowly, but surely. Despairing all the while.

It seems indignant at his end. This is karma I am sure.

I feel a slight nudge on my arm. There hovers a tentacle coming straight up from a nightmare.

A gentle-looking deer at the end seems to be offering me a berry. I gratefully accept it.

Now here I am peacefully munching on some extremely precious ingredient while casually watching a creature I did not know even existed completely trash an evil I thought all-powerful.

This is …weird.

I understand what the fox meant by that necromancer came swaggering here at the wrong time.

This is crazy haha.

But there is one thing even crazier than this.

This Wolfie should be the representative he was talking about. Wouldn't that make the extremely weak-looking man my son decided to follow their king?

How ridiculous of me to even object.

The Unnamed God Sect being unknown and probably weak?

How would I, a human, know about a hidden beast king faction.

Of course, it sounds foreign to me.

This enigma of a man now makes perfect sense.

It all seems obvious now. He is a powerful rank 5 beast.

One that has achieved perfect shapeshifting ability.

It all makes sense.

How he was having so much trouble learning swordsmanship. Of course, he probably didn't have hands before.

How he was having so much trouble with cooking. Have you ever seen a proud beast emperor cook?

How he was looking shabby. How would an apex predator know about human fashion?

How he seemed to lack common sense. Human common sense is completely foreign to such an entity.

Finally how he claimed to hail from this forest. He sure fucking did.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

This is actually awesome. I was worried that my son would never get to grow.

That the darkness inhabiting the human heart would be his downfall.

That he would either be betrayed or that people would try to exploit him.

This is for the best. I don't have to worry anymore.

So what if he joins a monster faction?! Who gives a shit!

So what if someday he causes the downfall of this continent?

Even if they invade it with a massive beast tide…. I do not give a fuck!

After all, I might be a hunter, but I am a father first.

Reach the very top of the thousand swordsmen ranking? Become so strong no one even dares put up any resistance?

Isn't that the very definition of a mythical ancient creature! One so strong it requires nations to ally together to even think of challenging it.

I can already picture it. My son realizing his dream. Becoming akin to a dragon.

One that none dares to cross!

Ah! Life is surprising sometimes. Twist and turns make it worth living, however.

The show is over. The necromancer utterly annihilated. Our snacks also finished.

Time to head home I guess.