Contracting a Beast

[System]

[This system does absolutely nothing, except to tell you that you contract an unlimited number of beasts.]

[Number of Beast Contracted: 0 ]

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"Huh!!?."

"What the hell is this now?!!, is this story turning into one of those Isekai type of tropes where the main characters gets a cheat system?." 

'But in all seriousness, this system is a god sent gift, this is has the potential to make me really strong!!, although it might not seem useful for now, but if it is according to my knowledge of the novel then-, I can really stand toe to toe with those overpowered characters if not stronger...'

"Sigh"

[He had finally calmed down.]

'At least I can now at the very least have the potential to replace the role of the MC'

...

In this world "The Tales of the Dragon Beast Hero" the humans and the demons had been constantly at war ever since the discovery of the metal named Orichalcum. This is because it can restrain any beastly powers by binding someone with it. While It hasn't really been explained the reason behind this phenomenon in the novel, but as both races uses the power of the beasts, they definitely didn't want the other to end up with it.

What made it worse is the fact that it can be found abundant in between "Anthropos" the country of humans and "Daemonicus" the country of demons, and had been called the "DeathFallen" by many people, as for how many humans and demons had died in there. 

Anyways the demons in this world are giant barbaric human like beings but with horns, and at times with wings. They are naturally stronger than humans and can contract two to three beasts at max from the beast realm, however they don't have any inner beast at all, so they can never fully poly morph.

Meanwhile the humans in this world can only contract one beast at most, because of their weaker constitutions, but to make up for it they have inner beasts, and can fully poly morph.

Now that I think of it maybe this is how the author originally wanted to balance the power scale between the humans and demons.

However contracting the beasts from the beast realm is more complicated than it seems, you can't just throw a certain red and white ball and say that I have caught the beast and it's finally mine. You're gonna have to dominate them and force them into submission first, if they are already in their young and adult form, or tame them by stealing an egg or a cub then raising it to turn them into your summons/familiars.

This is where your family lineage comes into play, because coming from a family with a lot of wealth, power, or authority can definitely give you an edge when it comes to contracting a beast. As the process for entering the beast realm starts by sitting in a lotus (Seggs ;D) position, and connecting both your hands to form a circle, from there you'll have to imagine the place that you want to go to, where the habitat of the beast you wanted to contract lives, having said that if you can't imagine a place your soul will be teleported randomly.

If you are born into a good family then you will not be forced to contract the same type of beast as your inner beast, cause it is the safest bet that you have, as they will see you as their own and will even appear in your dreams to guide you to their habitat at least once before you turn eighteen, The age where you can't enter the beast realm anymore, but contracting the same type of beast will only amplify your poly morphed form and allow to summon your contracted beast. 

However contracting a different type of beast will allow you to poly morph at maximum half of your body as the same type of beast as your familiar and also summon it. But it comes with risks, as a different type of beast from your inner beast will see you as a threat and might kill you if you fail. Cause having your soul destroyed in that realm would mean that you will perish forever, never waking up again. But there had been countless daredevils who still tries, meeting the same tragic end.

A good family can help you with certain expensive artifacts to get the strongest familiar possible, and at times even use their connections to the other nobles and strong families to get a grasp of the information on the beasts that they are most familiar of. Another option would be the black market I guess, though there have been attempts to create a map of the beast realm, however the nobles and royalties tries to withhold that information as best as possible, so it is deemed illegal and very risky as the information is not reliable.

"Hiyaah!!, Hah!!, Ha!!, Hiyahh!! HA!!!"

Pant, Pant, Pant, Pant.....

[Kafka was so focused on his training, repeatedly hitting the air with a tiger fist or should I say wolf fist?, while imagining that he was a wolf. But the recollection of his memories of the novel keeps on interrupting his mindset(GRINDSET).]

[He fell down, exhausted from the rigorous training.]

Huff Huff.....

'I guess this is it, this is the best that I can do'

[As he was he laying down, his right hands index and middle finger began to grow in size, its almost invisible hair turned into fur, and his nail became enlarged.]

A peace sign, "hahaha"

'This is isn't working, it's way too slow, it is said that in the novel you just have to train for a long time repeatedly, or go into countless battles while imagining that you are a beast, in order to hone your instincts, and get to the next stages of your poly morphed form'

"Sigh...., I guess this is where talent comes into play....." 

[As he continued to train repeatedly for days, none-stop, without seeing much progress, a bystander that would always watch him from the mansions window sill, couldn't bear to just watch anymore.]

[So he decided to approach him]

"Hoy!!!, Kid!!, what are you doing?!."

"What am I doing?, obviously training?."

"What a rude brat, HAHAHA, I like your spunk kid."

"HUH??."

"HAHAHA, you look so confused, anyways I'm Beamard the commander of the Ximmurths third regiment, I'm here to help you train."

As far as I remember, Beamard is a is a seven feet tall big fat middle aged old man, I guess his most defining feature is his long brown beard with a length spanning up until his groin, and although he looked intimidating at first glance, he was really kind. Kind of like a redneck, as he liked chugging down beers and eating an unhealthy amount of honey, a bear is also his inner beast, at least that's how he was described in the novel.

"I see, then I'll be in your care." [as he kowtowed in front of the commander.]

'What is this development?!!, but this guy will become Cerra's teacher and help accelerate her growth at a rapid pace in future, I guess I really can't complain'

Beamard: "You're a funny kid aren'tcha?,

HAHAHA, fine then I'll train you."

"So when will we start?."

Beamard: "Right now."

"O-Okay."

Beamard: "You're a wolf blood right?."

"Yes...."

Beamard: "Then-howl."

"Huh?!!."

Beamard: "This brat, when I say howl just HOWL!!."

"W-Why."

Beamard: "Don't ask questions, I'm your master now!!."

Since when?

"F-Fine."

"Awooooooooooh."

Beamard: "That isn't it, put more heart into it!!."

"AWoooooooooooooh"

Beamard: "don't just make it longer, louder!!"

"AWOOOoooooooooooooooh"

Beamard: "LOUDER!!!."

"AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUH!!!!!"

Beamard: "How is it kid?, feel any changes."

"Sigh....."

"No..."

Beamard: "I guess this isn't working."

[Kafka looked disheartened, so he pitied the kid.]

Beamard: "Fine...., I didn't really want to do this, but I guess I have no choice."

"Please forgive me kid."

...

Beamard: "Get up kid, we'll spar everyday up until you get it."

"O-Okay."

[Kafka then wore his wrist metal braces and held his dagger with his left hand, he then positioned himself in a fighting stance like the ones he saw in the martial art movies, spreading his legs inches apart and placing his left hand which were holding the dagger in front, while the other hand was slightly positioned backward for defense.]

"Let's begin."

...

Swooosh!!!

[Without a single pause he suddenly felt enveloped in darkness. DANGER!!!, that's what he felt, as if he was a prey facing a predator, he knew there was no escape, and then he felt a strong wind graze past him on his side, and then it was all gone?, turns out it was just Beamard who swung his right arm without even poly morphing.]

Beamard: "I guess that'll do for a warm up."

[His already shaggy right arms hair began to grow longer and thicker, then it began to turn muscular, growing disproportionate to his size, even though he was already big, it was gigantic, that was the only way to describe it, but what made it look more intimidating was at its end, were razor sharp claws which could tear anyone into pieces who comes in contact with it.]

...

Stop fighting like a human!!!

OYY!!, kid you're not a martial artists, you're BEAST!!!.

FIGHT!!, like a f#cking beast, follow your INSTINCTS!!!

YOU'RE NOT HUMAN

GODDAMMIT!!!

....

Those were the words that would be ingrained into his brain.

[Everyday he would take a shower beaten up and wounded, with countless lacerations all over his body, "It stings" and sleep the pain away. However it would all vanish within a day, as one of the passive skills of wolves is regeneration, but this passive skill increased his appetite, ravaging the pantry, as if he was a monster that had been starved for days. This continued for weeks, but what else can he do?, he was outmatched in terms of strength, endurance, and surprisingly even in speed despite the obvious size difference.]

"Kind?, what kind?...."

[He would always be sent flying with just a single hit.]

crash!!!

Crash!!!!

CRASH!!!!!

[He couldn't even react as it was so fast, then he would continue lunging his body at him forcing him to dodge, after that he would lose consciousness from the exhaustion and pain. But even then he would still be dragged around, even if he just woke up, from either his hair or his feet, he could never be late for training, but then one day seeing as he couldn't even make any progress despite all this. He reached his breaking point....]

Swooosh!!!

[As he was sent flying into the air.]

"What am I even doing?. Why am I here, ahh...., that's right I'm training to become stronger..."

"Then why am I just continuously getting beaten up?, tomorrow is already my admission, and I still hadn't made any progress at all, ahh..., how nice it would have been to just rest....."

"Am I just going to let this be?."

"NO!!!!!, I WANT TO GET REVENGE!!!!!!!!!!, JUST A SINGLE HIT WILL DO."

[Then everything began to turn grey, his eyes turned red, his teeth grew bigger turning into fangs, and his entire hand became that of a werewolf.....]

CRASH!!!

.....

FWOOSHH!!!

[From a pile rubble emerged a ravenous beast, lunging at Beamard instantly, at the speed of sound.]

Screech!! Screech!!

Screech!! Screech!! 

SCREECH!! SCREECH!!

[He attacked using his right hand claws, and with left hand using his dagger-]

RIGHT!! LEFT!!

RIGHT!!! LEFT!!!

RIGHT!!!! LEFT!!!!

[Alternating between the two, and with all forms of attack-]

SCREECHING!! SCRATCHING!!

STABBING!! GNAWING!!

SCREECHING

.....

....

[But none of his attacks worked, Beamard just stood there taking all of it.]

[Up until finally he passed out.]

"Good job kid."