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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 · Fantasi Timur
Peringkat tidak cukup
152 Chs

Change of Plans

Velnarra was the first to stand up and ring her arm around Flint's back, slapping his shoulder friendly.

"Of course not! You're not bothering us at all Flint, you know that you're always welcome here. Come, come, what can I get for you all to eat?"

A rumbling laugh echoed in the room as Flint rubbed his chiseled belly a couple of times. "As tempting as your food always is, I, unfortunately, have something I need to share with the younglings first since we do not have much time before the singles stage."

Catching sight of the additional member, Flint had long noticed the presence of another young Frost Wolfkin, but couldn't tell who it was exactly. Gazing toward the young Frost Wolfkin lady, Flint bowed ever so slightly. "My apologies little one, I hope you don't mind if we seal you in a barrier for a few moments. What I am about to say here is a bit secret."

Putting his finger to his lips with a 'cute' wink.