yes another teen Wolf fan fic but this has a little twist as in instead of the typical Scott being the main character. The MC to my story will be Stiles 

Also I'm writing this in my phone since I'm doing my internship at a hospital so I don't really have that much time on my hands ?

Once upon a time, there was a wolf that troubling the Gods, Fenrir. The gods then decided to chain Fenrir in the bottom of the world. Now the chains that bound Fenrir weakened because the death of the Elf that guards it.

What is the relationship of it all with Shia?
Why there is a giant wolf named Salvar who seek her?
Did Fenrir successfully break up free and destroy the world?

Ryan got up as fast as possible and then put the shield in front of him and toward the direction where he felt that presence. It was as scary as Cerberus. Ryan saw a black wolf running toward him, the creature was massive, and despite its size and the fact that a big ass leash made of dark metal was on its necks, it was lightning fast.
Although he used earth, wind, and snow to reinforce his shield's defense, the five-meter-long wolf easily kicked the spiked shield and sent it flying in the distance, breaking in several pieces. Not even Cerberus managed to do that with a single strike, so Ryan couldn't understand how a single boss managed to have so much attack power.
In the end, Fenrir reached Ryan, but before the creature could hit him, he used Flash and appeared on the left side of the creature. The monster passed by him, but its eyes never left Ryan. That had been a mistake. Suddenly a massive dragon's claw fell over Fenrir's body, but despite the surprise attack, Alissa didn't manage to crush the Nordic wolf-like she had planned. The monster even managed to get up while ignoring the weight behind Alissa's attack.
"Be a good doggy and stay down!" Alissa said and then used her other claw to smash Fenrir. "Ryan, I got this. Just make sure that the dire wolves won't interfere!"
"My ass that I will let you do whatever you want again," Ryan said. "This motherfucker targeted me first. I will make him regret this."
                              Ryan was unreasonable, but he wouldn't be able to live his life in a new world if whenever a tough opponent appears, he lets someone else take care of the problem. While Alissa was holding the beast down, he prepared another Power Shot, but then Ryan suddenly felt a shiver… something was coming. When he turned around, Ryan saw an even darker Fenrir coming from behind.
"Aw, come on…" Ryan looked upward and used Flash.
                              Again, he dodged the attack, and soon after, he attacked the other Fenrir by above. Although he hit the mark, which was the top of the monster's head, the creature just became a shadow and then dispersed… the fragments of the shadow then were sucked by Fenrir's body, and the boss suddenly was strong enough to counter the power of Alissa's claws.
"What the heck…" Alissa muttered in shock and with a frown on her face.
"I see there are no several bosses… there is only a single boss… Most bosses are weaker than they were supposed to be since the mana level on Earth is low, but it looks like this guy found a way to counter that. Instead of sending new creatures when the dungeon breaks happened, Fenrir used to send more of his power from the other side."
                              That made sense, but Ryan couldn't believe that such a mad wolf seemed capable of having such an idea. Another question was how someone or something could do that. Unfortunately, Ryan had no idea how the monsters could do it or how he could counter such an effect. To make matters worse, Ryan saw more than one shadow leaving the dungeon. Since the monster didn't absorb all of them when they appeared, it looked like Fenrir couldn't just do that freely, but even so… the monster's strength was many levels above all ordinary bosses they had fought until now.
"Who cares about that?" Alissa asked and then tried to grab Fenrir with both claws. "I just have to… ugh."
                              Fenrir used all its strength to push back Alissa's hands for a single moment, and then the monster used its own claws to damage her. A lot of blood started to come from her wound, but in the blink of an eye, she closed it with a healing spell.
                  Fenrir finally realized that ignoring Alissa wasn't a good idea and charged at her. Even though its body was ten times smaller, the monster hit her stomach and pushed her back for several minutes. Ryan, who was preparing another Power Shot, suddenly heard Orgar's voice.
"Don't use elemental magic. His basic resistances are too high."
              Ryan was planning to gain some piercing power by using wind magic, but it looked like that wasn't a good idea. The skill was at a low level, but since the foe was powerful, it would level up a lot in just a single moment. So, Ryan decided to use Lesser Poison Enchantment. At the very least, it would combine well with, Bleed.
              When Fenrir finally noticed what Ryan was planning, it was already too late. He fired the arrow the very moment the creature stopped moving. Even though Ryan didn't have much time to charge, Fenrir's back still moved a few centimeters to the side when it got hit. Moreover, the wound started to bleed and got purple due to the poison.
Congratulations! The skill Lesser Poisonous Enchantment has leveled up.
Lesser Poisonous Enchantment Lv 1 ➞ Lv 11
Effect: Increases the power of your attacks by adding the properties of poison. The extra damage caused will be equal to your intelligence + 30%, and it will last for five seconds.
Cost: 20 mana per attack.
You obtained 10 status points.
          The monster looked annoyed at Ryan, but in the end, the creature didn't have much time to plan anything. Alissa recovered from the attack and fired some Thunder Spears at Fenrir. The creature avoided some projectiles, but others landed on the mark and paralyzed the beast for a few moments.
              Ryan more or less could visualize their victory if he and Alissa work together, but there were some problems. The Fenrir's shadows moved around a d ready to help the creature and the dire wolves that were starting to circulate around the traps. Some of them were dying while trying to pinpoint where the traps are, but it was only a matter of time before Ryan and Alissa got surrounded.
"We can't ignore the shadows and the dire wolves, but I can't let Alissa fight Fenrir alone either… Fenrir needs to die first. If that happens, I bet that its shadows won't be able to do much aside from controlling the dire wolves. The question is: how can we defeat this beast fast enough?"


After losing his parents in a car accident, Ryan immediately caught his fiancee cheating on him with his best friend. In just a few days, he lost everything he loved, so Ryan decided to buy a house in the mountains to process all those events. However, something happened before he could even enter his new home: the end of the world.

Monsters began to appear out of nowhere, and dragons began to dominate the skies. After losing everything, Ryan, who had lost his sense of reality, found new goals with the world in that state: survive and get stronger. Dungeons, classes, monsters, skills, the chance to obtain the DNA of other monsters... Ryan was decided to use them all because he no longer would become a spectator in his own life. Maybe with power, he won't lose anything anymore.

The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

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In the beginning, Kaen had been cursed- cursed as the first murderer among 'sentient man'. He was cursed to feel the pain of the earth, the pain of life on earth, while still connected to the earth, enduring and unending like the mountains. Kaen was made immortal, he was given the heightened senses of the hunted and the specified mutations of the predator, for Kaen was hunted by his kind and was likewise a hunter of men. The terror of the night… which lives in terror of the day. Kaen was marked out, banished in eternal exile from the world of men, till darkness and vice rules the heart of man and Lady Sihn is the consort of his soul-only then, with daring, shall the children of Kaen walk among men. And Kaen was ostracized all his days from the community of men, and he formed his own community with his children, all marked same as he- and they were known as the Mayaken.
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'588 A.D (Low Countries/ Netherlands)
SkollWoods Villa (Village)

 Rollo knew the legend of Odo Fenrir well, his uncle Haswalder would never shut up about it and it was just as popular with every other family in their small villa for Rollo to have a few apathetic sympathizers, who just didn't care about the great Viking's voyage to the Great Centre Sea (Mediterranean) anymore. Rollo had heard it a thousand times ten thousand, how the fleet of Odo Fenrir, vastly depleted from the 300 vessels which began the voyage from the North Sea coasts, had washed ashore on the sands of Egypt, on the tails of a great Storm. There, in that distant and mystic land, they had encountered Anubis or the phantom of the Egyptian Jackal-headed god, who had granted Fenrir and his miserly band of 200 an additional vessel of finest Phoenician quality to supplement their last two remaining ships from the fleet of 300. It is said that Fenrir and his men had provided the most exemplary service in battle to the god, and he blessed them with the vessel and other more unknown gifts which his lineage still celebrates. The Phoenician vessel, with its snarling-wolf-headed prow that was so lifelike as to be considered to move in certain lights as the legend goes, towed the battered ships of Odo Fenrir and his 200, through the liquid battlements of the Great Centre Sea and icy currents of the North Sea back to the very shores of Odo and Rollo's homeland, without a helmsman or a single crew aboard- as the legend goes. 
 Now Rollo and all the youth, both male and female, that had achieved the age of thirteen (13) summers or more, were being made to assemble at the granary barn of the Great Manor house, some five miles away, where lived the direct descendants of Odo Fenrir the voyager. For some outdated and over-flogged piece of superstition no less- seated on the cart with his Da, as the workhorse trotted its way to the inevitable waste of time Rollo anticipated, he couldn't help but display the results of an exasperated mind on his face. Some of his peers he had passed on the way with their own parents looked equally as gloomy about the entire ordeal as he did. Gwoenfer, the tanner's daughter, a bit crazed as she was had made the sign of a hanging when they passed her in group with her dad and younger brother Anslem- this had made Rollo chuckle (Gwenfoer could always manage to lighten his mood, somewhat). 
It was common knowledge that the Great Centre Sea is at distances so enormous at to be traversed only in several lifetimes, and the great cities of Egypt, at even greater distances than the sea at the center of the world, were all but fables and myths to the most rational-minded Norseman. Phoenicia and its merchants were best interpreted as figures of speech, relics of eras forgotten, to qualify naval skill and ability for trade. To the rebellious minds and nature of Rollo's generation, the legend of Odo Fenrir was an unnecessary dogma among the many Nordic traditions for assimilation of youths into the larger adult community- as Rollo's verbose bond-mate (best friend) Uther so accurately put it; it was all a pile of "hot, fresh manure". Rollo smiled sardonically.  

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SkollWodin Castle
(Inside Skollvurn Forest)

The Manor house of SkollWodin was more aptly described as a keep; built on a well-rounded knoll, it was a structure of sheer walls rising as high as 30 feet- a local fortress from the era of the old Romani Empire that had ruled the entire world hundreds of years ago. Now it was inhabited by lords, all called Odo in deference to their legendary ancestor Fenrir, and was home to the local nobility that controlled all of 57 villas scattered haphazardly on the roads and rivers surrounding the keep of SkollWodin. Only the east face of the keep, which looked out on the great forest of Skollvurn, had a wall which rose an additional 20 feet higher than the rest of sheer faces of the keep, with battlements at 50 feet in the air. A single tower rose in the center of the wall, to a towering 90 feet- it was the only landmark which could be seen from the neighboring villas and from its height, near all villas in connection to the keep could be observed. 
**
Inside of this very tower now, a shrouded figure walked back and forth. He looked to be dressed in all furs, heaped on haphazardly to counter the chill off the North Sea; it was the end of autumn and winter was expected any day from now. But in the gloom of the tower's highest chamber, it looked like other figures watched the pacer quietly; at first they appeared to have been just other furs arranged in no particular design around the dark room, but upon further inspection eyes were to be seen glinting out of the dark recesses of the fur-covered. All eyes were watching the pacer diligently as no sound, but low growls and the occasional snarl intermingled with the snapping flames of the only torch illuminating the room from 12 feet above, escaped from any of the figures in the room. They could have been statues to the unperceptive mind-and yet they were all in the middle of a crucially decisive conversation; one which could change the fate of the gathering families along the eight major paths to SkollWodin, some of which could be seen from the one slit-window of this highest chamber of the keep.
"Neinart moves my lord, the woods stink of them" came a near-imperceptible growl from one of the watchers, as the pacer continued pacing just before the only door into the chamber, atop which flickered and danced the flames of the torch. Though the torch was in a wooden stockade attached to the stone atop the door frame, the pacer's head appeared to be just a foot and some inches below the inner glow of the flames, casting a deeper gloom around where the face should be- in normal human terms he would be a near-12 foot giant. This concerned not the other cloaked figures, who were easily at eye-level with the pacer.
"The Garrison is fearfully low also, my lord, we have fewer than 500 on the spot" chimed in another low, rumbling growl. And still the pacer paced, seemingly paying no heed to a now consecutive series of growls from the watchers in shadow. Then he stopped; and all the growling with him- the watchers watched him as he now stood dead-center of the door, directly beneath the flickering flames. He seemed like a prophet upon the prediction of some imminent doom; and his voice gave life to this perspective.
"'Tis not the advancing hordes of Neinart I fear most my dear comrades…" and he stopped and seemed to stare out of the single slit-window, seeing some distant event that those around him failed to notice quickly enough. "An ancient evil approaches from the sea, and this seemingly random sally against our fortified lines may be but the beginning of the first wave in a series of numerous others." The head of the pacer drooped in its furred-hood, like he was contemplating cosmological questions. "Word must be sent to fortress Bruuksfurt and fortressVerdenstadt… let battle lines be drawn across the twi-valleys according to ancient custom. I command this in my name, as Odo Radagastius of the line of Odo Fenrir. All able-bodied Therians are to prepare for full-scale war, for I fear we are involved in greater plots than we are currently aware."
"What magnitude of evil could demand the full force of the hunt, actively on the field, my lord?" asked one of the watchers, in a voice stained with bewilderment. "Surely, we alone here could reverse the tide in a swift campaign, without the risk of all three fortresses in united belligerence! What ancient force is this of which you speak?"
"Now is not the time, Siberius" said the pacer ever so quietly. "Dromir and Bredda, I leave the mobilization of Bruuksfurt and Verdenstadt to your capable hands. You may all leave now." And with that he walked across the chamber to the slit-window, turning his back to the watchers, who all filed out of the chamber at this gesture from the pondering lord.

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Murle'Wood
(2miles from fortress Verdenstadt/ South edge of Skollvurn Forest) 

 Three great grey wolves padded softly through the carpet of dead leaves on the edges of the Murle'Wood swamps. The biggest of the three was flanked by the other two, whom it walked just slightly ahead of always. Meander and wander as they might, they never changed the formation; occasionally one would pause to sniff  the air, then grunt at the others, otherwise they moved in deep silence, eyes trained forward, ears standing sharp and alert. It seemed they were on the trail of some very important game, perhaps bigger than their little force and so they seemed to stalk with the patience and cunning of hunters. Deeper and deeper into the swampy mosses they stalked- then suddenly they all stopped as if they had come to some unseen barrier. None moved, not even so much as a hair on the tail-end and for many minutes they stayed frozen, still in formation. Suddenly the two wolves on the flank of the biggest, darted with blurring speed into the marshes, away from the lead wolf. It alone continued to stand frozen, eyes set on some distant prey. The wolves were all easily the size of oxen, and the lead wolf resembled nothing less than some great bear as it now lowered its head, hunches raised, and hackles bristling. There was a low enduring growl as here and there, in the mass of fur, near where the head may be, pieces of glistening fangs became visible; some as long as a man's middle-finger- and from behind a great tree, sagging with vines and dripping moss, stepped a man most peculiar. 

***

 The man wore a big ash-colored cloak, which he slung off from around his shoulders onto the wet swamp grass. He wore shin-length pantaloons in the Germanic fashion observed by all Nordic peoples, though the fringes at the bottom were heavily tattered and frayed from overuse. He looked to be incredibly dirty, caked in grime; his hair was overgrown and unkempt, forming clods in places from repetitive laying on forest ground; his toes and fingernails formed yellowed claws that curved like talons, near an inch long on each finger and toe- but his eyes glowed an icy blue, like the sun's reflection off of ice floes in the North Sea in deep winter. Even from a distance of 20 yards or more, in the forest gloom, his eyes glowed eerily, and when he smiled he revealed two dirtied rows of pointed fangs. He wore nothing over his torso but a necklace around his neck, of chords of sinew with a large bronze Greek medusa hanging from it, above his exposed chest. At the sight of him the great wolf barked sharp and loud, as he chuckled and walked forward slowly like one in a trance. Slight ruffles in the undergrowth revealed the hulking forms of the other wolves, returned from their respective chases, now stalking the man with glowing eyes, so that he appeared to be in the center of a wolfish triangle.
  Just over ten yards from the biggest wolf, the man stopped; he began to clap softly. His abrupt stop had also halted the stalking wolves in their tracks; his clapping now seemed to confuse the two, while it clearly irritated the lead wolf. "I didn't think it would be this heavily guarded, and by Therians, no less! You're all Therians of course, correct?" said a voice barely louder than a whisper. The wolves remained silent but made no further moves, though their tails had begun to swish back and forth dangerously. "I tell you, if not for Master Martel's lex Maxima, I would have had a hard time believing in your existence. And yet here I stand, before the jaws of death itself it would seem, cornered by not one, but three wolf-men!" As the man spoke, he gestured casually with his clawed hands, turning ever so lightly on the spot so that now, he had his back to the largest wolf and the two others were in his sights- if the man had meant to affront the lead wolf by showing him his back so carelessly, he succeeded. Like a blur of shadows, all three wolves leapt at the dirty, grey man; and the man, moving even faster, like a flash of lightning, was upon the nearest wolf which, in mid-air tried to catch the man it is front paws as it aimed a fatal bite for the head. Quicker than thought, the man had an arm wrapped the wolf's great head, as big as a horse's, and another arm gripped and snapped the right front paw of the wolf like a dry twig; the second nearest wolf was upon him as he crushed the first's neck and, keeping a tight grip on the broken arm, swung the weight of the great beast into the air, using it to club down the snapping new attacker. All of this happened so fast as the blink of an eye, so that barely any noise had been made, except the great deep thud as bones and sinew crushed into the swamp soil. And then the lead wolf was there; its head snapped at the exposed neck of the man as he rammed one wolf atop another; in the face of danger, the man could only stick his free-arm into the mouth full of finger-length teeth, which clamped down hard, severing the man's entire palm- there was no blood gushing from the stump and hardly a drop stained what looked like purple, dead flesh. And as the lead wolf bit down, it too was dealt a heavy blow to the mid-section by the now free arm, which had just incapacitated two wolves; the blow to the wolf's ribs sent it crashing dozens of yards away into the bushes, breaking through a tree in the process. There was a silent giggle on the now one-handed man's lips. "Now there is an even greater handicap, one-armed against two wolf-men", he laughed again as faced the now rising second wolf he had smashed down with the body of the first. The great wolf sniffed at the carcass of its partner, licked the dead snout once and then let out a deep piercing howl that woke up the entire Murle'Wood marsh- it was mourning its dead comrade. Then it lowered its head and snarled savagely at the grey man. "Good dog! Now pay attention to me, you have no time to be mourning losses on the field of battle". As the wolf dashed forth, faster than a blink, the grey man leapt several feet vertically into the air, to a height unattainable by any human effort; his eyes continued to glow and his fangs were still exposed in a ghastly smile. The charging wolf, missing its prey by mere inches, turned mid-leap, hind-paws hunching as its head followed the path of the grey man into the air, preparing to jump after him. Just then another, deeper, more baleful howl emerged from the lead wolf, now back in the chaotic clearing caused by the battle commenced but moments ago on the spot. The other wolf, either heard too late or paid no heed from the recklessness of the moment, but leapt equally as high in pursuit of the comrade-killer. Soft laughter permeated the marsh mists, "You should have listened to your alpha" said the blue-eyed man who seemed to float for a moment, as he thrust his blunted stump into the open maw of the rising wolf, shattering fangs and ripping a hole in the wolf's throat. Two wolves were down and it had been less than half a minute. As the man made his descent into the clearing, he used his good arm to swipe a tree trunk at least feet wide, a young tree. His clawed arms shattered the trunk like an axe would firewood, felling the tree in one swing. Before its momentum could bring it crashing down on the forest floor, the man rammed his gristled stump into the center of the trunk, holding the entire length of the tree, branches and all aloft, as he would his own arm. "Now we have equilibrium" said the grey man, as the lead wolf, now alone, treaded a wary, wide circle around him. The wolf snarled and bared all its fangs, a deep rage burning in its eyes, rushing like waves across his hackles down to his tail, and the grey man smiled a wider smile, "Would you like to know the name of your slayer before you die, young one?" The medusa head glowed horridly for a brief moment, in the waning light of dusk.

*

In the beginning, Kaen had been cursed- cursed as the first murderer among ‘sentient man’. He was cursed to feel the pain of the earth, the pain of life on earth, while still connected to the earth, enduring and unending like the mountains. Kaen was made immortal, he was given the heightened senses of the hunted and the specified mutations of the predator, for Kaen was hunted by his kind and was likewise a hunter of men. The terror of the night… which lives in terror of the day. Kaen was marked out, banished in eternal exile from the world of men, till darkness and vice rules the heart of man and Lady Sihn is the consort of his soul-only then, with daring, shall the children of Kaen walk among men. And Kaen was ostracized all his days from the community of men, and he formed his own community with his children, all marked same as he- and they were known as the Mayaken.





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The next day came and Dante was standing in front of the Ajuka's seal. A few minutes after him arriving he started feeling the seal weakening. Then it happened, Loki was free.
"Beelzebub is a fool if he thinks this can hold me off" he then looks at Dante who is just standing there looking bored "and they decided to send a nobody to face me" *scoff* "foolish" he said then summoned Fenrir "my child is enough to deal with you"
Dante continues to look at him with sleepy eyes. He then yawns "sorry, was up late punishing a bad little servant" Dante apologises, much to the anger of Loki and embarrassment of Rossweisse as she and the others watched using a scrying spell
Dante used [Mind Emperor] to make Loki summon the rest of the family. Hati and Skoll the children of Fenrir and one of the dragon kings, the Midgard serpent. Though only an imitation of the original, it still served the purpose Dante needed.
"Let's see here, three dogs and an overgrown snake, sounds like the start of a bad joke" Dante taunts then stops the ground. From below the beasts, vines start growing and trapping them, the vines were designed to be similar to Gilgamesh's Enkido in their ability to trap divinity as well as vampirism. They are as strong as the wielder's magic and he/she can use it as a magical foci.
--- 
*The day before*
As Dante was done teaching, the now collapsed in pleasure, Rossweisse a lesson in being a good servant, he was browsing the shop. 
Dante hated using the shop for two reasons. One, he was saving for a space ship like the Ark from against the gods, but the good ones cost trillions. Two, he hates PAY to WIN players and didn't want to be one. 
Now he has about twenty Billion, give or take a couple million, shop points where a steel sword costs 20 points and a basic fireball spell costs 50. In this shop one can buy skills and techniques but not books or manuals, so no cheesing the system. And all money stored in the inventory can be converted to SP and back at any time. Dante also spent a lot of money upgrading the shop to level 5 where he can customise his purchases and increase the level of AU he can access. Like being reincarnated in a world where Issei gets Albion or where the Sitri have red hair etc.
Dante didn't want to get Enkido as golden chains were a bit too gaudy. So instead he infused them with his law of nature and ability to absorb and voila, God binding trees GET!
--- 
Right now he incapacitated all of them using his vines and absorbed a slight bit of their power, Just enough to study and assimilate. That's when a magic circle revealed itself under Fenrir and glowing ribbons tied around the Giant wolf. Dante simply snapped his fingers and the glowing Binds disappeared into his inventory. Gleipnir GET!
"What did you do?" Called a man wearing Glasses and a butler suit. That was Arthur the descendant of the King with the same name
"They are mine" Dante simply says "to avoid ragnarok Fenrir must be removed from the equation, so that Odin may live, so that Odin may fight" he then turned to the bound Loki "so that Odin may protect Asgard" Dante says with a mischievous glint, then Loki's children vanished
"I curse you" he screamed "I curse you till eternity" Loki continued till Arthur escaped and Mjolnir came
Dante grabbed hold of the hammer, feeling no resistance he spread his senses into the sentient weapon. It is a beauty; the Nordic ruins on it are worth the hassle alone. The hammer glowed gold in his hand and grew in size. And he swung, one swing and seals started to appear, forcing Loki into it and then binding him into what seems to be another dimension.
"Let's see. Loki bound, Wolf Pack in Sparda and big snake devoured… it's not much, but it's honest work"
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*a few days later*
As much as he wanted it, Dante understood that the Mjolnir is a weapon of concept and not power. This means that if he takes it to another world, it won't retain its power. Another thing is that, in a few worlds, he can probably make a better one himself.
At the moment, Dante was sitting in his office with everyone else discussing what is going on in Sparda and the other worlds. The first to start is the report from the Shinobi world.
Yasaka and Shizune (Tsunade's student) were the one's responsible for the management of it "It's been a while Shizune, how's the family?" Dante asked
"Same old same old, Kakashi Retired though and is working security for the company now" she surprises a few of them "our son has a talent as a medical Nin though and has just graduated as one" she says with a thumbs up
"Hm, I might have a job for Kakashi and you when you decide to retire" I tell her, to which she nods "now let's get down to business.."
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*A while and a lot of business spiel later*
In the DxD world the Business is managed by Yasaka and the newly instated Kunou "how is she doing Yasaka?"
"Kunou will be able to take over the entire thing by the end of the week" Yasaka speaks like the proud mother she is. She has taken it upon herself to teach her daughter everything business as she was able to move all of Kyoto's Youkai population to Sparda. Now they live on Youkai Island
"Let's wait till she is an Adult first, ok" Dante chuckles "let's talk about our profits for first quarter…"
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*More business spiel*
After finishing with DxD world business, it's time for Sparda "How's Academy Island going Solomon?" Dante asked as Sparda is taken care of by Solo and his girls
"well, Minato and Kushina are great instructors but they are simply not enough" he takes out a pad "we need at least two more teachers for chakra related arts only"
Dante raises his eyebrows at him "the cat sisters can take care of senjutsu can't they?" Dante ask Solo
He shakes his head "they are with Matatabi (Two-tails), she took them in as daughters or kittens or something" he then rubs his head "there are normal math science etc teachers among the Shadows of Sparda, but those born after coming to DxD world have magic so we need a teacher for that too" he just sighs "we can always just sum-" but he was inturupted
"No" Dante said sternly "I free slaves not make them"
After thinking for a bit Solo speaks "you did unlock the system modification though right? So modify the summoning process"
After contemplating it for a while "fine" Dante said with a heavy sigh
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*1st POV*
The original summoning process simply summons a being that is 100% loyal and would obey you even if you order the summon to kill a child or steal etc.
I hate slaves, and that is basically what it is, so a few changes are in order. At system level 2 the shop gained Summons. At system level 5 I gained the ability to customise the system myself and this is what I did.
The change was simple the summon would be loyal to me and follow my orders completely, based on the summon's agreement and consent.
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The first summon is going to be a combat instructor, the most powerful Lancer, and that is Scáthach. The ghost of Scathach appears in its corporal form. Though in a ghostly form, her beauty is still radiating and affecting Dante and his family.
"Hello Scathach" Dante begins "so you understand why you are here?"
"You wish to use me and in return I will use you" she replied in a casual tone
Dante smiles gently "not exactly, but close enough" he then looks pointedly at her "I want you to teach people how to use melee weapons in a school, I want you to do it earnestly and to the best of your abilities, I want you to never betray me and finally I want you to live in my world as one of its people" he says in an authorities tone "anything beyond that is your choice"
She looks at Dante weirdly "I have a question?"
"Yes?" Dante asks
"is this a trick?" she asks, as Dante looks confused she continues "I mean with the way you were ogling me, I thought the first thing you would ask is to bed me?"
Dante simply looks at her with a deadpan expression "you see the lovely ladies behind me" he points at his girls "they are my wives, and I forced none of them into it. Don't compare the man I am, to the pigs you deal with" Dante finished in a low and dangerous voice
"I apologise" Scathach said instinctively surprising herself
"Apology accepted" he says taking a breath and calming himself 'I need occlumency' he thinks "what is it you want?"
After struggling with herself for a bit she answers "to not be alone anymore" she says in a low voice
Dante simply smiles "welcome to the family" he says with open arms and she's among them.
She looks at them for a second and smiles warmly 'it's nice to be among the living again'

our protagonist finds himself between three beautifle goddesses in his room after he died. they grant him a few gifts and send him to his own universe which he has to visit the omni-verse to collect and imbue energy into. should he get a few ladies along the way, who would complain.

Naruto and the rest carried the 12 Zodiac Immortals to the Kage's party, seeing that they were successful in their missions, everyone smiled and placed the sealed Immortals together in a group.

Naruto grinned before saying, "This is great, now we just have to wait for Kakashi Sensei's group to arrive!" 

A few hundred miles away from the battlefield, Kakashi, Obito, Rin, and Kibo's Ancestor Chu Hoshi had arrived at the old Uchiha Estate.

Returned to the prime of his youth, Chu desperately wanted to confront Madara, Kibo had left him a Chimera Creation as a partner, Kibo combined the 4 Sacred Beasts into a single being.

The Chimera had the body of a Tiger, the scales of a Dragon, the wings of a Pheonix, and a Snake-Tail covered in tortoiseshell pieces.

The Chimera's face looked like a cross between that of a dragon and a tiger, its nostrils were slightly pronounced and mostly resembled a feline structure, two long whiskers hung from the top of its lips, and small Pheonix feathers formed its eyebrows.

The being was born from 4 drops of blood from each of the Sacred Beasts, and its body contained limitless potential, a suitable partner for Chu's powerful Physique-Seedling.

Like Kibo, he had grown a Unique-Seedling that contained incredible power for physique empowerment, the name of the unique-seedling was called, 'The Eternal Tempering Physique!'  

As a Demi-God, the Chimera was in the shape of a well-toned man that shared many appearances with Chu Hoshi, only his eyes showed the combined irises of the four sacred beasts and a straight diamond shaped pupil.

His hair was long and grey, and the Demi-God known as Quadra wore a long trench coat and a robe underneath it, at his waist was a triple-wrapped sash, and at his feet were two loose straw sandals.

Chu Hoshi looked around, and easily found what he was looking for, years of searching for ruins and cultivation techniques had given him quite the treasure hunting sense.

The compound they were searching used to belong to the Uchiha before they integrated with Konoha, they were searching for the coffin of Madara's younger brother, Izuna.

It took them a while to find the hidden burial ground, but once they did, Kakashi used a Summoning-Jutsu to call out Taisho, seeing the demon dog general, Kakashi waved and said, "You know what to do."

Taisho nodded his head and pulled out his sword, using its ability to resurrect, Taisho swung his blade and shattered the chains of death surrounding Izuna's body.

His body slowly began to heal, when after a few minutes, he opened his eyes and with a bewildered expression, Izuna started yelling out in surprise while gripped his head in pain, "Where, how, what is going on?" Izuna questioned trying to understand the situation.

Obito stood up and showed off his complete Rinne-Sharingan and said, "Listen up, I'm the leader of the Immortal Uchiha Clan, I've brought you back to stop your brother's madness." 

Izuna frowned, he was seconds away from refuting Obito's right to rule, when he noticed his eyes, and the power emitting from his body.

"What are you?" Izuna asked.

"Enough wasting time, I need to go support my granddaughter, if you don't hurry it up, I'm leaving! Don't even know why I had to come here!" Chu complained. 

Obito nodded his head and grabbed Izuna and pulled him into his Kamui.

They then turned to each other and cut through space as they appeared over the center of the battlefield. Hopping out, they looked at where the Kage were gathered and joined them.

First, the Pheonix was released from the gourd while Naruto resealed her in his golden chains, Taisho pulled out his blade and revived the fallen Immortals, once their bodies healed, they were freed from Madara's control, "Now if we release you from these seals, will you promise to behave!?" Naruto said placing up his hand.

Sensing their emotions of gratitude, Naruto released them from their seals, the fully resurrected Immortals were surprised, to say the least.

"You're lucky if you weren't under the influence of this strange revival technique, I wouldn't have been able to resurrect your bodies. It appears resurrecting Immortals are beyond my capabilities without special stipulations." Taisho added.

Looking over, Chu noticed Shion and Madara dueling in the distance, "MADARA!" Chu shouted as he flew over.

The space around his fist started to quake as he punched out at him after entering his Demi-God form.

The attack caught Madara by surprise and knocked him over into a nearby mountainside.

Madara's Susanoo Avatar stood up and looked at Chu in surprise, "You! I remember you! Your that Hoshi fellow that claimed he would create a village equal to the 5 nations."

"I'm surprised you remember me, it's been a long time, I see my granddaughter in law seems to be given you some trouble." Chu Hoshi teased with a grin on his face.

"Looking for another beating are you?" Madara said with a smile on his face.

Chu Hoshi began laughing, "I think you should look at the battlefield, you're losing this fight."

Madara frowned as he noticed what he said was true, "It doesn't matter, I can still defeat you all by my self." Madara surrounded Susanoo in Amaterasu Flames and raised his hands up forming a bow out of his energy.

"I wouldn't do that Madara," Kakashi shouted returning Taisho into his realm and activating his Demi-God Form.

Joined by everyone else, they stood over Madara exuding the full force of their abilities, "Futile!" Madara shouted.

"I don't think so, after all, my husband will be returning any minute now," Shion said grinning.

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Back on the Planet of Fallen Demi-God's Kibo was in search of the last Demi-God surviving, it took him a while, but, he discovered that the final creature was sealed away inside the center of the planet's core.

Kibo was surprised to discover that the planet's core was hollow; when he reached his destination, Kibo found several large chains buried throughout the surface of the planet and was linked up to massive restraints and shackles.

A large pitch black wolf-dog was chained down by the oppressive force of the seals, the giant creature appeared to be struggling with all her might, however, no matter how hard the wolf-dog tried it couldn't make any ground.

On her forehead was 9 straight, horizontal line markings in her fur, and a tenth that was almost fully formed.

Kibo was astonished because he could hear the wolf-dog had somehow retained some of her sanity, "Kill!!! ODIIINNN! VENGENCE!!!" She barked out in agony.

Discovering that this creature was the legendary Fenrir from Norse mythology, Kibo walked closer to her and like a wild beast she reacted, Kibo then approached her, and pulled out his blade, "I'm sorry, but this will end shortly."

Kibo raised his arm and cut down on the defenseless beast and easily severed her head, pulling out a couple of fangs, Kibo crushed another Star Chamber Relic and fully resurrected Fenrir to her Demi-God stage.

She had straight, long black hair, and deep black eyes, her skin was pale white, and her lips bright pink, she looked like any other goddess level beauty that could captivate the souls of all men who gazed at her.

She wore an old looking nordic dress, and nothing else, the dress parted around her neck and was tied around her waist, two flaps ran of cloth ran down her back and front, leaving the sides of her hips completely exposed. 

After Kibo gave her the information regarding her situation, Fenrir took one look at him and said, "I will follow you only if you promise to help me achieve my revenge against Odin!"

Kibo didn't like the idea of making an enemy of an All-Father level deity, however, after hearing Fenrir's story of how she was tricked into her imprisonment and forced to undergo her tribulation under restraints, Kibo had a change of heart.  

"That bastard told me that these chains would improve my strength and lured me into them; when came time for my tribulations, my power was sealed, and even though he prayed for my destruction I managed to hold on to some of my desires for revenge. Even though I failed my tribulations, I was on my way to becoming a Beast of Calamity, so he sent me here to seal off my progress! I was his granddaughter, but that black-hearted old man showed me no love in the end!" Fenrir shouted.

 "Very well, should I ever reach the power needed to defeat Odin, I shall aid in your revenge, however, I will not kill him for you," Kibo said holding out his hand. 

Fenrir shook his hand, "Then it's a deal! My name is Fenrir daughter of God Loki and the giantess Angrboða. I am the wolf of Origin and Demise, and have the power of the Primordial Begining and the Eternal End!"

Kibo nodded his head and suddenly heard a chime go off, "Congratulation on exterminating all life on this planet, stasis field removed from the planet."

Kibo suddenly felt thousands of new lifeforms appearing on the surface of the planet, "The system must have held off all newcomers until I finished." Kibo thought as he heard another chime.

"Reward: Challenge Token," Navi announced.

Kibo looked at the item, "Summons Epic Hero to challenge in combat, unique rewards will be handed out upon victory, penalties will be activated if looses. Summoned Hero is chosen at random."

Another chime went off in his head, "Special Reward; 5-Year Shop Request List." Kibo smiled, according to this one-time use item, he could write down a set of next items that he desired to appear in his shop.

After storing Fenrir's old corpses in his inventory, Kibo heard the final chime go off in his head, "Preparing for departure." 

A bright light engulfed Kibo and shot him across the time and space towards Earth.

*******************

Back on earth, things were beginning to heat up, Madara was surrounded, the Tailed-Beast Army was being forced back bit by bit, and the Army of Immortals was getting stronger by the second. 

As the battlefield continued to wreak havoc on the planet's landscape, Black Zetsu watched from a distance, and he was positively livid, "Madara is useless!" Black Zetsu gritted his teeth.

"Do you doubt my loyalty Mother? I am not like those unfilial sons! I'm special! I would give my life for Mother!" Black Zetsu yelled in an insane rant. 

"It doesn't make sense, how can they have so many Immortals?! It takes years to become one! Just what has that brat done?" His thoughts were in complete disorder, Black Zetsu then started to laugh, "Plan B it is!"

Black Zetsu wanted to make a move, but Madara's guard was still up, "I have to wait for the right moment!"

Madara was seconds away from attacking when Obito pulled out his brother, "Hey Madara, remember this guy!?" Obito asked holding Izuna in the air by the scruff of his robe. 

"Izuna?!" Madara was stunned.

Madara knew that this wasn't a clone or some transformation technique, his little brother was really alive, "What madness is this? How is this possible!?" Madara stared wide-eyed at Izuna in complete denial!

Lowering his guard Black Zetsu smiled and made his move, appearing from out of Madara's shadow, he placed his hand against his back and activated a seal he left on the body of the Ten-Tailed Beast.

Madara's False God mode disappeared as Black Zetsu swallowed a God-Tree seed and suddenly started laughing, "I will become the new God Tree and resurrect Mother fully!"

As Black Zetsu's body began to grow into a massive tree, the roots reached out and pulled up the entire army of Nine-Tailed Fox copies. 

Madara could feel his Immortal Energy being drained rapidly, the sudden departure of the 10-Tailed Beast sent a lethal rebound throughout his body, even his Edo Tensei was having little to no effect in retaining his form.

His body slowly started to chip away when Kakashi summoned Taisho's sword and cut through the chains binding Madara.

Madara could feel his body returning to normal, he looked at Kakashi and asked, "Why?"

"Just following orders," Kakashi said pointing at Shion.

Shion looked at Madara and said, "You still have a chance at redemption, more of her kind will come sometime from now, and my husband said losing out on your talent would be a shame."

Shion then nodded her head at Obito, pouting a bit, Obito sighed, "I still want to aggravate Madara a bit more for the whole Rin incident."  

"Let him go," Shion said with a smile on her face.

"Yes, boss," Obito said releasing Izuna who ran to Madara's side.

Helping his weakened brother up, he said, "I can't believe what's happening, what is that thing?" 

Madara placed his hands on his brother's head and smiled, "I'm glad, so glad right now." 

The giant tree continued to grow when Shion shouted suddenly, "Everyone return to the village, and head to the array center, the battle is going to get out of control from here!"

All the Shinobi rapidly retreated, once they moved to the array centers, a powerful black tortoiseshell appeared over the entire Immortal Village. The sheer amount of Immortal energy coming off of it even surprised Madara, "Just who is this Kibo?!" He wondered as he stared at the massive defensive array.

Shion smiled as she looked up, "He's right there!"

A massive light crashed down in the center of the battlefield, everyone remaining stared stunned at the pure amount of energy radiating from the source of the person that arrived.

As the smoke cleared, Kibo stood there with a smile on his face, looking over at the terrain, he laughed as he saw his wife, "Did you miss me!?"

2 Chapters a Weekday, 2,000 Words Minimum!

Aron Smith had died a worthy death; diagnosed with a brain tumor that could take his life at any given moment, when a freak incident occurred, he inadvertently saved a future savior of man kind. Due to the mass of Karmic Points he'd earned he was allowed to choose he's reincarnation.

“Due to the massive amounts of Karmic points you’ve amassed you can choose to be reincarnated to Earth, sent to a Heaven realm to live out the rest of eternity in peace. Or you can be reincarnated into a Dream Realm world with you memories intact.”

 “I want to be born into the Naruto Universe.”

Copyright disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto nor any character or works featured in the fan-fiction. All rights belong to its rightful Masashi Kishimoto, Shonen Jump, and Funimation Studios. No copyright infringement intended.

The cub was quick to eat, not even really looking down at the bowl—a hunger he hadn't even noticed before making him devour the meal as quickly as possible. The only thing he noticed about the dinner at first was the fact that it had a variety more vegetables than he had eaten since his rebirth.

The only noise was the sound of utensils hitting the bowls. A particular familiar spicy scent lingered with the aroma of fried meat. The older ones take their time to enjoy the meal as the cub takes down every bite quickly. The sounds were a bit repetitive, just the clunk of spoons pressing into bowls. Only after his bowl was empty does the cub notice that it wasn't the quickly manufacture stuff, was smooth wood, almost appeared to be a single piece. His hands could tell how soft it was, only able to happen with a sander or very fine-grit sandpaper.

He put the thought aside, moving back to start eating up his food again, trying to get every bite of his food. His stomach wasn't quick to fill up. The bowl was emptied, at least a few minutes before the others, and climbs up out of his seat. His tail shakes a little and sends off drips of water, landing over the floor, small puddles all over the floor. He moved to the pot that was still over the heat, dimples lightly formed over the sides, looking like hammer marks, an unorthodox method if someone could use a hammer for a pot or pan.

He shrugs it off, taking it for an artisans choice deal. Filling up the bowl and quickly getting back to his seat, as if worried, he delayed it would disappear. The others were soon finished with their bowls after the cub had started to devour his second. Three sets of eyes were staring at him, watching and waiting, almost as if they were ready to pounce on an unsuspecting victim.

The cub puts it out of his mind, not too worried about his safety, but worried that he might wind up running out of food if they decide to get some more food. Almost subconsciously tucking the bowl into himself, protecting it with his left hand as his right scoops down the nutritious meal that would sustain him. His mind still barely registering the tastes of his meal.

It was a few minutes more for him to finish his bowl before sitting back and thinking about whether or not he needed more. The three pairs of eyes are staring expectantly at the young pup. It wasn't o for a moment what they were waiting on, but after seeing their eyes trail down to the bowl, he shakes his head, guessing the silent question.

There is an audible huff of relief from the trio of voyeurs, "I don't think you thought about how hungry the change over makes a new wolf Father." Tench says, shifting in his seat.
Blaine's head bobs in agreement, "Then again, I said almost the same thing when we met for the first time." He chuckles a little at the memory. Taking a moment to scratch the scruff under his chin, "Our new brother is probably going to do the same next time."
Their father shakes his head with a chuckle, "We'll see, anyway, first to introduce myself, since I was distracted earlier, I'm Elrik, my father preferred a more Nordic sounding name. I'm glad he didn't call me Freki."  a little eye roll from his brothers shows that it was a previously done joke.
"But seriously, if you ever meet Geri and Freki, don't be disrespectful, they might not be considered gods like Fenrir, they still can cause you so many problems with fewer issues if they do."  Elrik's eyes were staring right into his, making sure he doesn't take it lightly.
"Now, since I am sure you are annoyed, just thinking of yourself as a pup, it is time for you to get your name." His father's lips split a little, showing only his front teeth.  His right and moves to his chin, scratching, staring at the pup.  It almost looks like he is pouting for a moment, "Hmm, your name shall be from now on, Vimor."  His head is bobbing, satisfied with the name.

Wolves can wander the world, and now they can the universe.  This is the tale of a man becoming a wolf and moving through other worlds and other dimensions, come along for the journey.

The sound of thuds echoing through the trees shook leaves from the canopy. The vibrations traveling up and down the trunk as each impact was strong and powerful. Until the a massive strike caused the tree to crack and splinter away. Stepping back, The man in the tree shook his wrist. The chain dangling from the metal shackle rattling wildly.
Cyrus smiled as he had received the notifications of earning more rewards from completing his daily routine. He sat down and held out his hand to have one of the birds nearby drop off a Jenora's Kiss into his hand. These birds have been following him frequently over the last month that he was wondering what they wanted. But every time he would look their way they would fly back to a high branch or go off somewhere else. Only when he was tired, exhausted, or hungry did they deliver the fruit to him.
Pulling up his rewards he saw that he unlocked two skills and received some rune coins. Pulling up his status menu and selecting the skills tab, he swiped to the passive skills and active skills.
[Unarmed Strike level 1 (Bare Fists)]
[Your constant training of your body and CQC combat has yielded progress. Anything you strike with your fists deal 1.2x more damage based off your STR stat.]
[Impact Strike level 1]
[5 CEP/OEP each, a powerful attack mixing both Chaos and Order energy to deliver a incredibly strong punch. Strike with the force of 2 cannonballs as your attack does 3x the normal damage. Able to launch a creature one category larger than you back 10 feet.]
Deciding to test the new skill Cyrus stood up and focused his two energy pools into his fist. He could feel the energy swirling, however he ran into a problem. The energy wanted to oppose one another as they spiraled out of control. Causing an explosive reaction sending him flying backwards off the tree and down to the forest floor.
He quickly adjusted his descent to land then roll to recover from the sudden explosion. Looking at his hand, he saw that it was shaking a little, "That was more difficult than I expected." He usually thought that if he just knew the skill it would happen, but not for this case. For now he was mixing the energies together which oppose one another. With that he stood up and smiled, "A challenge to learn a new way to fight. Hmm," he placed a hand on his chin, "I wonder if there are other ways to mix these energies into something more powerful. But I first need to master this control over the two energies first."
Clenching his right hand he smiled, "Finally, something to work towards and not just gain automatically. It's been too long for me to learn something new rather than just get it." Looking up the tree he could still see leaves falling down from the impact of the explosion. He watched as the falling leaves were slowly disintegrating in purple and white light. Eating away at leaves before vanishing.
This power that mixes the two forces is strong indeed, but he doubted he would learn it easily and would probably have to be careful not to destroy his own body. Looking at the shackle on his wrist he felt like he now had some more understanding of the limits of its power. It could give him and his summons plenty of skills, abilities, or whatever bonus it could provide. But now with the skill of the Impact Strike, he could see that it couldn't give him instructions on how to master, improve, or possibly use the other source of energy instead.
It felt good, even though his guess was limited on its own. He at least had a basis of what to go off of. Cyrus then decided to pull up his skills list and look at them. Including the ones for his summons, for over the past month he and his summons got stronger. He had gotten upgrades across his own abilities along with maxing out his stats to the limited 20 stat. Meaning he was at the peak of his power with one shackle. Any extra points would be stored away including the bonus points accessed by Fenrir's Shackle increasing in level as well. Awaiting the next Shackle to give him 2 points in each stat.
It seemed to Cyrus that the shackles provided bonus points whenever they upgrade. Which in turn are tied to the main summoned tied to the shackle itself. Whenever Fenrir upgraded so too did the shackle. When Cyrus would gain Skill Points, he would spend them on unlock new abilities. While his summons got new abilities from experience or other sources.
Cyrus gained the ability of Chaos Enhancement, which allows for two aspects of Enhance (Focus) to be used, Weapon of Light level 2 for 2 weapons made of light, and Guardian Knights. The Knights are lesser summons, which he found out that they don't have much of a personality. To him, they feel like walking suits of armor with no voices. They think of how to defend him and defeat Cyrus' enemies, but nothing else. This includes for the Wolves he can summon and Thane's Undead. Though Thane's Undead he has no control over and even have voices of their own when speaking to Thane.
Fenrir managed to develop the skill of "Fiery Hide" which basically partially harms himself for an aura of damage to enemies near him. Visne accidentally discovered their ability to coat their body in the gel it generates. Hardening their body and giving them incredible physical damage resistance. Then Grimm and Cyrus managed to find a book in an old library overrun by plants and deadly flowers. When Cyrus claimed the book, both he and Grimm gained the knowledge of its contents.
That had been the course of his month in the Rift. Though he was surprised to find that the process of the summon being cleaned hadn't finished in the two weeks he had been there. Instead it showed the timer ticking down slowly. Like it was matching to a different time. Which he guessed it was for the time on Earth that had passed. He still had another week and 2 days before the purification was completed. He was surprised by the time difference for how long he had been in the Rift. But he honestly was happy he could enjoy the scenery and the world he was in.
Back in the Castle, he didn't have that luxury as he was in a rush to the top. But he met some valuable friends along the way, including gained a lot of power quickly. He smiled remembering Thomas, Godfrey, and Chase. Then he remembered the one person he had forgotten he met, Victoria.
Scrolling through his menus he found the "CONTACT" list and pulled it up. Inside he saw that Victoria had her status changed. Instead of it reading that she was a baroness of Roland's, she now belonged to him as his Servant. Scratching his head Cyrus was confused why it would list her as a servant. Not something he particularly like as being a servant felt she'd be struggling. But when he continued to read about her status he got some more information.
[Servants, followers who will follow your commands to the letter. Bound by their loyalty and devotion to their master. However, orders that cause harm, possible death, or even orders that contradict the servant's values and trust of you will fail.]
[Trust: 20/100]
A small sigh of relief as he saw that no orders he would give would hurt them. But he was still worried about the whole "servant" word to begin with. The system told him that servants can be given different jobs based on their Trust of him. The higher the trust, the better. When he looked at what she could be changed to, he found that Victoria could become something akin to bodyguard. But he didn't see her fight before and he didn't want to bother her at the moment.
Closing the menu he sighed, "Why would the system give me servants? I'm no lord or god..."
Fenrir piped up, "But you have my power, so you are technically one. Let go of your sensitivity to having a servant it's not that bad to have someone follow your commands. When you humans were around in my time, you did many terrible things. Having someone who served you was the least of those as even some servants were treated respectfully as they served a powerful king for they feared their eyes and ears if someone plotted something." Fenrir seemed to be more talkative as of late.
He had been active and speaking more openly over the course of the month. He wasn't sure as to why, but the grumpy old wolf spoke in his normal deep and guttural tone like he was passively condescending Cyrus. His mood hadn't changed, but it was for someone to talk to for he was the one that gave him his power. But even Fenrir didn't understand how his system worked as he never had one himself. He just ate everything in his path that decided to look him the wrong way. Cyrus guessed it was part of the power being processed and developed as if gaining the power was part of a video game. 
He doubted that the power was directly related to a power of a video game character, but the system was there. He gained levels, stats, experience points, skills, everything that a video game character would. But the limitations that were on him was not something a game would have normally. So he guessed that it was because he could continue to gain more power if he interacted or devoured much more powerful foes.
That is when he remembered he had a key that was given to him by Fafnir. He looked into his inventory and pulled out the key. However, the key didn't look like an actual key to a door. Instead, it was shaped like a circular stone object with carvings of ancient Nordic runes. When he inspected it, it read that the stone was known as a Keystone. Objects that acted as mini portals to power a Rift. But they were part of a set destination.
Fenrir growled, "You are now at the strength you needed to be to see Fafnir. But I doubt he will willingly help you. Be on your guard," was the last thing he said, as the Keystone hummed in hand. Cyrus stood up and held out the object in front of him. Words appeared on a screen for him to read out loud.
"I command the essence of Chaos to open a gate to my destination!" As the Keystone shined bright, a Rift formed out of red energy and purple energy. It was different from the blue coloration of Earth's normal Rifts. Which surprised and worried Cyrus. Clenching the Keystone in his hand he stepped through the Rift and was transported to a different world.

The world of Earth and the world of Chaos has collided. Tearing rifts that connects both worlds. People of the known world gained powers upon defeating a Chaos Beast. Or having gone into a rift for the first time. However, Cyrus Reinhard had only the powers of a Standard, someone with only the power to double their body's natural strengths. However, after going on his first mission with the Fenrir Operations Group, he encountered an Aberrant Beast.

This Chaos Beast is more unique and rare to come across than any of the other lower classed beasts known to the human race. After just barely managing to defeat it, he had unlocked a power all his own, the powers of the great devourer and destroyer of worlds, Fenrir, the god of Ragnarok. He had acquired the "Chaos System."

When all the members of the Xuan Gu team met, Captain Shishi began to explain the emergency.

"About 3 minutes ago, the Bai Hu team detected three people who entered the main laboratory of the Chinese University of Mining and Technology and the signal was lost in the security cameras," Captain Shishi began, "the last transmission of the cameras was this image" after saying this, he showed them an image on the screen. There you could see three people completely white, their clothes were of the ocidentale style, you could see something resembling a fireball and in the left sleeve of the shirt of one of them you could see a figure. When they requested to see the more amplified image, they could see the image of a wolf devouring a man.

"Fenrir," one of the team members said unconsciously. When everyone heard it, they turned to see him with faces of doubt. "What do you mean A2? Do you recognize that figure?" asked Captain Shishi.

"If my intuition is correct, that image is of the mythical beast Fenrir, also known as the murderer of the Gods, according to the Nordic mythology, with the arrival of Ragnarok he will be the one who will kill God Odin, it is said that his Fangs are so lethal that no God can take more than eight steps without falling dead, is brother of Jormurgandr, the snake that surrounds and devours the world" said A2.

"Well, then what do you say is that this group of people has to do with a European organization?" Seriously asked Captain Shishi.

"That... I do not know, sir," answered A2, lowering his head to apologize. "Then you know what the objective of these terrorists is?" the captain asked again. "I do not know either, sir," answered A2 again. "So you know what they used to throw that fire, do not you know if they used a small flamethrower, a mini bomb or something else?" the captain asked again, "I do not know sir," answered A2 again with a lower tone. "What did you say, I do not listen to you," replied the captain, "I do not know either, sir." A2 answered with a stronger voice but felt a bit of embarrassment in his voice. "Then do not make clarifications without having a solid base, understood !!!?" shouted the captain to what A2 responded with a "Yes sir!"

Captain Shishi was quite upset, because he felt a strong humiliation because they could not find the culprit in the Taoyuan Park incident, so they had to declare it as a gas explosion.

When Captain Shihi was about to give the orders, someone started talking, "Sir, and if it is the work of a magician?" When they heard this, all members of the Xuan Gu team turned to see the source of that voice: Qiang Syaoran. "What do you mean, R1?" the captain asked. "Sir, I should not have kept this, but it was necessary to clarify my doubts first, I'm saying that maybe that person cast a fireball spell" Qiang Syaoran replied. "Is that you're stupid? How can you say..." "Sir, what I'm going to tell you has to be absolutely secret," interrupted Qiang Syaoran. "First I would like the captain to check with the XuQue team if the main hidden martial arts sects in Huaxia are planning a meeting," he said with a serious expression.

Captain Shishi was shocked, "that they had to see one thing with the other?" he asked himself but at the insistence of his subordinate, he had no choice but to contact the captain of the XuQue team, Luduan.

After being on the phone for almost 5 minutes, Captain Shishi ended his call with Luduan and rushed to Dad Qiang. "Syaoran !!!" he said in a furious voice forgetting to speak to him by his code name, "as you got that information, Luduan just informed me that they heard about that meeting just today in the first hour of the day, not even I knew of the existence of those hidden sects, tell me How did you know that information? !! " The information they had just given him was so shocking and secret that he almost hit his subordinate to tell him the information.

"Captain, what I am going to tell you all at this moment has to be completely secret, you can only tell this information to the captains of the other 3 teams, nobody else can know it" said Qiang Syaoran, "a few months ago, we met to a person, the reason why he contacted us has not yet said it, he told us that he comes from the future, at first we did not believe him but when he revealed his ability for magic he did not leave us with another option but believe him. " He did not lie, but he did not tell the whole truth. "In order not to deviate a lot, he revealed that in a few years, there will be a worldwide catastrophe, that he could barely survive and that he traveled to our time to prevent it ... I know, it sounds almost like a sci-fi story. My wife and I were introduced and educated in magic, my children are practicing ancient martial arts, they call it cultivation "

Captain Shishi could not believe what he had just heard, however he continued to pay attention to what his subordinate told him.

"The day of the attack in Taoyuan Park, where my son was involved, I had reported that he started to smell gas, they tried to escape and miraculously escaped, that was a false report, the truth is that a person appeared in the Park, he did not tell me if he was a man or a woman, but that he was a wizard of dark attribute, he was not an elemental magician, he was an invoker ..." "Wait," interrupted Captain Shishi, "elemental magician, summoner? " he asked, "oh sorry, the magic is classified into 5 categories as well as the magicians, the categories are elemental magic, which is divided into the attributes earth, water, fire, wind, light and darkness. The magic of invocation, which is the magic in which I enter, the magic of sorcery, which needs external artifacts to control it, the alchemical magic that is my wife practices and spiritual magic. Returning to the topic, that day the culprit was an invoking magician with dark attribute and my son told me that he summoned a quantity of undead, and that the explosion was because when they were about to defeat him, he did not tell me who, a comrade of his came and used an elemental fire spell to escape."

"I can't believe it," Captain Shishi began, "I can't believe you, even though I want to believe you I just can't" "but it's true, just before we met, R1 proved that he did magic when he summoned a weapon in front of everyone "answered S2.

"My conclusion is that this person is an elemental fire element magician and I am almost sure that they have to do with the worldwide catastrophe that that person told us," Qiang Syaoran finished saying.

In a destroyed world where humanity is on the verge of extinction, a survivor uses a spell combining the magic of different civilizations to return to its past and prevent the end of the world ... or at least, give humanity the weapons to be able to survive.

"- Definitely this moon is beautiful ... yes really beautiful ... aaaah it's a good night to die I guess ..." 
These are my thoughts as I look at the moon that is exceptionally close to the Earth that night . But it is especially its incredible red color that fascinates me as I hang one meter above the ground, the torso pierced by a kind of hideous spades bone. My blood ran along this spike and dripped to the ground just below me. The reason for my death? A missed experiment. And by missed experiment I mean a demon invocation that escaped me and now pierces me. But it's not even the most funny / weird part of my night: no, the strangest part is this kind of little blue panel floating in the sky :
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                                               Welcome !
Fun is about to start! Rejoice because your normal life will crumble! Do not despair though, because what's replacing this boring thing is going to be a game filled with excitement and even more excitement!
                                           Are you ready ?

Smile because it does not change anything if you are not...
                                       ____________________
Countdown before something extremely fun happens: 03:45
                                       ____________________

Well maybe I should start with how I end up in the situation I am in before taking care of this panel ...


So here it is : my name is Lukas, I am twenty-two years old, medium-length chestnut hair with strange red reflections that I comb back, and steel eyes (not blue steel no, steel, as in metalic steel ), 178 cm and coming from an old family. And I mean very old family! Our history is very complex and we have been present on all continents but never in "History" officially. The peculiarity of my family is that ... we have been mostly hunted throughout its history, hence the fact of being present on all continents. Today my branch is the last one it seems. At least the only one aware of our history because it is us, namely my grandfather, who inherited the library of the Family.
Why hunted? Because it seems that my family has some peculiarities that people feared or coveted. Nowadays the blood is diluted so these abilities are non-existent, and moreover the world has forgotten us. It's better this way ! I do not want to be hunted too. I finished my studies and now I'm enjoying my time to ... well I'm not really a sociable man so I enjoy my time to play video games and go on the internet. The dream life for a shut-in.
One day I was bored, I did not have more series to see that interested me, no more manga, games ... nothing that interested me. So I decided to go to my grandfather's library. I came down from my room on the second floor of the family home and went to the basement. The room was arranged by my grandfather when he built the house. Humidity and temperature strictly controlled to preserve the writings of our family. I specify that I live in the countryside, with my mother, my sister and my grandfather, I mean we have money but having a house of this size in Paris... Like I said this house is really big and the basement even more. It's really not suitable for just four family members ... but at least we each have a large personal space! 
To come back to that day when I was bored ...  I went down and I lockpicked the door lock, I've been doing it since I was a child, a very useful talent in a house so big with closed doors everywhere. This allowed me to have any kind of play space and more. Oops, I'm going astray again. So I opened the lock and walked in. The particular smell of this room invaded my nostrils and made me smile: I like this room, its calm, its solemn and has a mysterious side ... I scanned the rays and observed the strange objects stored here. My Famile has really collected odd objects throughout her story. It looks like a small museum down here. Finally I came to a section about a very old clan of my Family: the blóðvölva. Most of the texts concerning them beingin an absolutely indecipherable language I decided to do a search with my favorite tools: internet. After some time I could translate the name of this clan: it is something in old Nordic meaning "sorcerer of blood". Immediately my curiosity was piqued: with this kind of name I am not surprised that we were hunted down. So I tried to find some tracks and leads but without success.

What gave me the desire to deepen the subject was that I still had a physical peculiarity: my blood. It seemed to give me some resistance to diseases and injuries, in fact I almost do not bleed unless severely cut and my healing is very fast. It circulates very quickly in me which allows my muscles and brain to be highly irrigated, allowing significant cognitive capacity and low muscle fatigue in case of physical effort. Basically thanks to my blood I am intelligent or at least I think quickly, Itire less and am hurt with difficulty. Basically. It is certainly not something incredible, I'm not some anti-hero in red spandex that's unkillable ok ? I'm just above average but hey, it's something right?
With the name of "blood sorcerer" and my peculiarity, these blóðvölva attracted me strongly. After a while I finally find a collection written in old French. My god, what a horror it has been to read. So I learned that the blóðvölva were a Nordic clan and because they fought and bathed in the blood of their enemies they seemed to be invulnerable. Moreover, stories revolved around them that they would perform rituals of invocation of spirits and demons with their blood and that of sacrifices. Cool ! I love this clan! I liked the one who raged in Asia as assassins, visibly they were able to erase their presence and disappear in the shadows, ninjas basically, but those have such class !
Just like every time I discover an interesting clan, I learned about the history of the place they lived in, the myths and legends of the area, the types of combats and their various martial arts etc ... my passion for the history of our family has often led me to practice all kind of fighting sports and I become a great lover of history and mythology. I wonder if it's related to the fact that I'm single or that I can not have a lasting relationship of more than a month ... no it's probably due to the fact that I actually do not care about relationships.

Oops, I'm going astray again. After a long month of research in the library, countless books read or partially translated, hours on the internet etc ... I ended up translating a text about a blood ceremonies who's supposed to "bring power". Without real precision on the purpose, this ritual is quite simple: on a moonlit night, draw with Nordic runes on a large slab of stone, and recite a kind of dark prayer. I had already read a lot of stories about clans practicing black magic (as a matter of fact the Salem massacre was actually a cover to eliminate a clan from my family), and it was very much like a ritual of invoking ungodly creatures. Well, I admit that I have already tried to invoke some ... but that's old Nordic, there are no demons in Scandinavian culture, just various worlds with sometimes weird creatures and nice gods like Thor and Loki or Fenrir, the monstrous wolf supposed to devour Odin. No demons. So let's give it a try!
We are now at the day, or rather the night where IT started. After my month of study, I had to wait a moment before doing the ceremony: indeed finding a large stone slab relatively far from home to not attract attention was not easy task. Fortunately a career of sandstone is a few kilometers away from my home. I spent a moment there before finding a stone big and flat enough for my work. Amusing detail: I only learned the day before that the full moon night was going to be the cradle of a rare sight! The moon, the Earth and the sun would be perfectly aligned in this order, thus leading to the phenomenon called "Red Moon" or "Bloody Moon". the universe wanted to help me and send me signs!

So I arrived on the night of the red moon at the quarry and prepared myself. I took out a ceremonial dagger that was in the library and slashed my wrist deeply. Despite her age, the blade had kept all its sharpness and when my blood soaked it and seemed to glow slightly. A hack like the one I did with could have been enough to pass for a suicide attempt for someone normal but my blood did not flow very much. As if he had a proper will, the large blood flow that usually inhabited me seemed to avoid the sectioned veins as much as possible. I collected the blood in a glass jar that I had sanitized so as not to spoil my blood. The stone chooses was bad enough so at least I needed to have good blood. Even more so since it was not even going to be fresh enough to draw the runes because of my peculiarity that's preventing me from having enough to do them all with a single hack. So yes I had to cut myself several times and collect the blood to be able to have enough. By the time it was done, the time of the bloody moon had come and it was slowly getting her red color. A little before it was complete I started drawing the runes on my body as well as on the stone. The task was not simple but I had trained with markers before. Alas, drawing with the marker on oneself and on a stone is not difficult, but to draw with the finger with blood is ! By the time I finished the moon was entirely red.
"- it's amazing ..." I lost myself in my thoughts for a moment admiring it and finally began the invocation. At the exact moment I was going to finish the strange blue panel appeared in the sky :
                                       ____________________
                                               Welcome !
Fun is about to start! Rejoice because your normal life will crumble! Do not despair though, because what's replacing this boring thing is going to be a game filled with excitement and even more excitement!
                                           Are you ready ?

Smile because it does not change anything if you are not...
                                       ____________________
Countdown before something extremely fun happens: 05:00
                                       ____________________

It disrupted my concentration and ... I did not understand until too late that the process was started. I saw the moon light up strangely. The runes on my body and on the stone oscillated. Suddenly smoke came out and began to aggregate. I watched everything without understanding or reacting, everything seemed unreal: the moon, the message, the smoke. I did not understand anything. Suddenly the rune on my body and on the stone disappeared. It was not supposed to happen. But before I understand I suddenly feel something piercing me.
"- Aaaaaah ... it's been so many years that I was not called in this plan. Thank you human. Too bad for you, the runes on the stone were irregular because of its shape and that on your body lacked life. They did not protect you as it should ... " 
The creature who spoke to me was not even discernible in the middle of the smoke, and despite that I am raised a meter above the ground, the body pierced by a bone spike. And here we are in the present: understanding that I'm going to die, I look at the moon.
"- Definitely this moon is beautiful ... yes really beautiful ... aaaah it's a good night to die I guess ..."

Blood is a carrier of History, and his especially. 
When the law of the world crumble and his univer is mixed with another one, when monster pop around him and game-like pannels appears before him, will his ancients genes of Blóðvölva, the blood sorcerer of the North, be sufficient for the protection of his family ? 
Will he put his family to safety or be swalloed by this "game" that is his life now ?

Follow Lukas Maîtres* and his family as they try to survive by scavenging food and supplies surrounded by monsters, would you do the same if you were them ?

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*Maîtres : means master in french
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If you like The Walking Dead and video games, this novel is for you. It's not a zombie apocalypse (but there are zombies too), it's a video game apocalypse. How does that work ? Let's find out...




So, I tried to make this story mobile friendly, or at least on the webnovel app of my phone... yeah i don't know if the "panels" appears fine on your mobile or not, if someone can give me a feedback on it, I'll appreciate.
Also, I'm not really sure about my english and my grammar since it's not my native language, soooo... please some feedback on that also ?

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