Wolves are life but what happens when wolves are humans?

Shy, 24 year old , Hina Tanaka has just been accepted as a assistant to the CEO at a very prestigious law firm. Hina has always had passion for becoming a lawyer, but has never had the chance. Maybe working there could get her a good recommendation.


Ahmya Ainu is the CEO of Dependable Defense Team or DDT. She has been the CEO for 1 and a half years now and she is serious business. She runs the company so well and the label CEO is permanently hers. The company feels so grateful to have Ahmya that they decide to give her, her own assistant. Ahmya doesn't want own at first but then gives in. What's the harm? Ahmya has one secret, that no one could ever know. Something that helps her run the DDT so well, something that could also get her fired and or killed. She isn't one to mess with. 

**DISCLAIMER**
SOME SWEARING AND SEXUAL SCENES. (gxg) (girl love)

Angle is 17 years old and is working at a bar not far from her house. Both of her parents are dead. Her and her sister  Alaina are the only town wolves left off their blood line. A new boy came into town one night.

this story is a story about a pack of wear-wolves these wear-wolves aren't normal wear-wolves though they are how I want them to be so please don't complain about it

We woke up early the next morning, ate breakfast, then headed back to the town. Even during our return journey, we encountered a large pack of wolves. The pack quickly charged at us, but father stepped in. He killed only one of them weirdly enough, their leader to be precise. That wolf was bigger than its common counterparts, and had a silver-grey coat. Most of the wolves ran away scared, which was something we haven't seen before. Though three of them remained behind. They growled at my father, but didn't approach nor run away.

"Did you guys know that wolves follow a strong leader? They are pack animals, and depend on a strong leader to guide them. I killed their leader without a struggle, hence the weaker wolves quickly ran away. They knew winning would be impossible, since even their leader posed no threat to me. You must wonder why these three wolves remained, right?", he explained.

The wolves indeed had no intention of running away, but didn't intend to attack either. "Did you do something to them?", I asked, confused. "No, nothing at all. They don't want to run away, since these guys are attracted to my strength. I only killed their leader, but left the normal wolves alone. In other words. They want to make me their new leader, but are unsure about my intentions", father replied.

"So, what now?", Vick asked, confused as well. "I can accept them, or shoo them away", father replied before slowly approaching the wolves. They growled even louder, while backing off a bit at a time. Then something magical happened. Father extended his hand, and touched one of the wolves. "Good boy", he said while petting it with a smile. 'These are wild animals… How can they behave like pets?...', I asked myself. Father proceeded to pet the other two. They were wary of him, but didn't fight when father petted them.

He then took out some meat, and fed each wolf. "Dad… What are you doing exactly?", I asked, no longer sure what was going on. "I used to have such wolves. Actually, their kids are still alive on a certain mountain where Yater lives. These wolves are more friendly to Humans, but only those they are familiar with. Unfortunately, only one old silver wolf remained in that pack. He recognised me after a while, that in turn made others accept me as well. Wolves are beautiful creatures, you know?", he explained.

 "Does that mean, uncle is going to take them?", Lana asked, unsure. "Well, we don't have wolves in the North. I figured we could take these guys. There are two females and one male. There shouldn't be any issues making more wolves… Although, I'll need to grab a few others. Yater will not mind if I take a few from that pack...", he said, but his words turned into loud thoughts toward the end. 

"You guys probably think that wolves are not very loyal. When their leader died, most of them ran away or chose to follow a different leader. That is not true. Wolves are very loyal, more than many Humans could ever be. The leaders of each pack, usually treat those below badly. Yet the wolves follow them until the very end. The keyword here is 'treated badly'. Imagine how loyal they'd be when treated very well. Besides, I like animals", father added.

"Heh? I always wanted to have more pets at home. Mother was always reluctant. She accepted Turry only because I won a competition. There's no way she'd buy a Taurus for me", I said while approaching them. The wolves immediately growled at me, making me stop in my tracks. "They are still wild animals, Anna. They see me as their leader, but aren't used to other Humans yet. This will take time, but they will get used to others. Then you'll be able to touch or play with them as you wish. For now, just let them be", father explained.

I nodded, then backed away not to aggravate them. Father then checked each wolf thoroughly, before passing his hand over them. "Uncle, what are you doing?", Vick asked. "Oh, I'm helping them get rid of pesky creatures… See? Their coats look much cleaner now. I also checked their state of health, and how old they are. This one is male, and he's about two years old. This female is about three years old, while this one is a bit younger but also about three years old", father explained, then reached to his bag.

He took out some bottles, then made each wolf drink one. "This is some medicine that will cleanse them, and even make them a bit stronger. They'll feel better in a few hours, but there's nothing to worry about… How about you guys name each one?", he proposed. "Huh? We can?", Vick replied, a bit surprised. "Sure, but of course don't make it sound anything stupid", father replied.

Even Lana was interested in naming a wolf, therefore we began thinking of a name. "How about Hunter? A wolf hunts, so it fits", Lana proposed. "That is a good name. From now on, this youngest guy will be called Hunter. How about the two females?", father asked. "I think Ivory is a nice sounding name. This one is a bit less grey, so Ivory suits her", Vick proposed. "Also a good name, not bad guys. This one will be called Ivory then. How about the last one, Anna?", he asked me. "Hmmm… How about Luna?", I proposed. "Heh, a very nice name. This one will be called Luna then. Alright, we have them sorted out. Let's go back to the town", father said. 

He just left the wolves there, and walked towards the town. "...I don't understand, you are leaving them behind? Why did we name them then?", I asked, confused. "Oh! Don't worry, they know my smell. These guys will follow me on their own, you'll see", father replied with a smile. I had my doubts but decided not to question it.

He was right though. The wolves followed us through the forest, albeit at a distance. When we finally arrived at the gates of Savala Town, the wolves seemed hesitant. They didn't want to approach the walls at first, but then slowly left the forest to follow my father. "See, I told you they will follow me. Anyway, I have to make sure people don't actually kill them. You guys go inside, while I notify the archers and guards", father said.

The preparations for the ceremony were in full swing. Everyone was busy setting things up, and even Remi helped out. "Huh, to think you'd actually help out. I thought you'd shut yourself in the room, to read the book my grandpa gave you", I said, a bit surprised. "...That was actually his idea… I don't mind helping. Your parents are getting married, and you helped me out too. This is a joyous time, I shouldn't sit alone in the room", she replied.

Lana and Vick looked at each other. "Hey sister, since when did you become so talkative?", Vick asked. Remi quickly shut up, then ran away to do something else. "You startled her, hahaha', Lana said with a laugh. "Be a good brother, and help your sister instead", I added with a smirk. "Women are really evil…", Vick mumbled to himself before leaving.

"I should help out too. We will see each other around… Can we keep what happened in the forest between us? I don't want Mira to gloat about it", she asked. "Sure, as long as we are friends", I replied. Lana smiled, then left to help out as well.

"What's wrong, my lovely daughter?", father asked from behind me. "... Wow, you are fast indeed. By the way, where are your wolves?", I asked, instead. "Oh, they will sleep outside. I can control their behaviour, but there's no need to stress them or anyone else out. They will be fine on their own", father replied. "I see. Anyway, others are working hard, so I should help out as well. You have to deliver all that meat too, so I'll see you around", I bid him farewell.

No one really required my help, and when they did… I wasn't skilled to do such work. 'Oh well, I'll check up on mom then', I thought, defeated. Great aunt kept my mother home, since she was pregnant and there was no need for her to work. I could tell she was bored. "How was your trip, sweetie?", she asked. "I'm getting used to hunting, so there's progress I guess. We brought back a few wolves, though they aren't that friendly to me yet. Anyway, do you need some help?", I replied.

"No, sweetie. Just sit down next to me and relax. Let that idiot take care of everything… Wolves…", she said the last part quietly. "You don't like animals?", I asked. "I don't hate them… Give him time, and he'll bring home loads more… Did he tell you about his small journal? He used to keep a book on animals, or creatures he encountered. That idiot even studied their behaviour… Haaah, how many wolves did he bring?", mother replied, defeated.

"Just three. We already gave them names. There's the male wolf Hunter, and two females Ivory and Luna", I said. "Yea... He mentioned more wolves, right? I mean, it's not a bad idea. This can benefit the project Atols are currently undertaking… Wolves are fine, but I swear...", she didn't finish. "You will like them. Father cleaned them up, and even gave them some medicine… I think", I added. "Of course he did…", mother said, lacking any enthusiasm. 'Well, not everyone loves animals like me and dad… She'll come around. She did with Turry', I thought.

The story about Anna, who grew up unaware of her legacy, of who she really was. Follow her story as she deals with her every day life. You will find out what she experienced after the period of war, she wasn't even aware of. Witness how the world changed around her, and how she slowly learned the truth. Many adventures await her, but also many difficulties to overcome. The new generation has arrived, but in which direction will it head? That is something you just have to find out. 
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Introduction
DEAN POV
Have you ever heard of the story of a shapeshifter? I know you must have heard many of them, but this one is kind of different.
I have heard many stories of shapeshifters from my grandma. She used to tell me stories of how a wolf used to transform himself into a human being. My grandma used to tell me that of every wolf pack there is a king and a queen who rules over them, and they protect their pack from the human unkind.
They never hurt human beings until humankind hurts them. 
You know how humans are, They are very greedy, selfish and powerful. They hurt animals just to show how powerful they are.
So these wolves change themselves into humans to trick us so that we could assume that they are just one of us. 
I am an 18-year-old boy. My grandma passed away 5 years ago, since then I live alone.
Yes, and you must be thinking about where my parents are. This is just a mystery.
I accept that I am afraid of wolves because of my memories. When I say afraid that means I am afraid only of wolves, I am good at martial arts, I train kids too, they need to learn how to fight.
So that they learn how to defend themselves from our enemies.
In my village, there have been many wolf attacks.
Our village is known as the wolf hunter, or the hunter of the shapeshifters. From the name of my village, you must have already assumed why my village is named so. The villagers hunt wolves and trap them.
And we gift them to our king.
Our king has ordered us to get an alive wolf every month. if we failed to do so the king would kill one family from our village, that's too terrific. To save the families in our village from the king we do as the king says.

I know there is a question arising in your mind about why the king wants these wolves. The answer is simple: he just wants their skin.
The King loves to have a collection of different wolf skin. 

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AUTHOR'S POV
Dean is an 18-year-old boy who lives in the wolf hunter village. He fears the wolves because of the terrific event that happened to him in the past. Since then he has been afraid of wolves.
Dean is a really good fighter and a kind-hearted boy. The villagers would go hunting for wolves but Dean would never join them.
He stays back and protects the old, kids, and women from danger.
The villagers think that the king wants these wolves for their skin.
No not only for their skin but he is intending to get something from the wolves. 
The king's secrets are dark and dangerous which no one can ever imagine. 

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"When the sun disappears from the horizon and the moon shines brighter than the sun, the wolves howl like they always had. But every night the howling gets louder and louder. I fear that for some reason the wolves had left their dens in the forest, and that they will soon come to my farm. Can you find and kill all the wolves that are outside of the forest?" The old man said with a serious expression on his face.
'Wolves, huh…' I thought before I said, "Alright, I will find and kill your wolves. But before I go," I glanced at the broom which was leaning against the house's wall near the wooden door. "Can you sell me that broom?"
A few notification messages flashed in front of me.
<Quest Accepted>
<<Kill all the wolves you can find outside of the forest, the reward will vary on your performance>>
The old man glanced at the broom. "You want to buy my broom? Why?"
"Yes. Will you sell it to me?"
The old man slowly nodded his head. "You can just take it." Following his words, The broom got enveloped in a golden glow.
"Thank you." I smiled. I walked up to the broom and touched it with my left hand. A loot window opened and in it was an item.
<<Broom, Item Grade: Common, Item Type: Weapon – Two-handed Staff, Damage 1-1>>
Tapping on the broom, I looted it. Then, I opened my inventory. In it I saw a broom that I just looted.
<<Broom, Item Grade: Common, Item Type: Weapon – Two-handed Staff, Damage 1-1>>
I equipped it, closed my inventory window and opened my character window.
<<Apprentice Sorcerer's Robe, Item Grade: Common, Item Type: Armour – Chest, Armour: 1>>
<<Aprentice Sorcerer's Staff, Item Grade: Common, Item Type: Weapon – Two-handed Staff, Damage 2-4>>
<<Broom, Item Grade: Common, Item Type: Weapon – Two-handed Staff, Damage 1-1>>
<<Name: Astrid, Race: Human, Class: Tyrant, Level: 1>>
<<Health: 600/600, Rage: 0/1000>>
<<Strength: 10+, Dexterity: 4+, Intellect: 1+, Constitution: 6+, Spirit: 1+, Wisdom: 1+, Charisma: 7+, Armour: 1>>
<<You are regenerating 3 health every 5 seconds out of combat>>
<<You are regenerating 1.5 health every 5 seconds in combat>
<<Unspent Attribute Points: 10>>
Looking over my attributes, I allocated 4 points into Strength, 1 point into Dexterity, 3 points into Constitution, 1 point into Spirit and the last 1 point into Charisma. Then, I looked over my changed attributes.
<<Name: Astrid, Race: Human, Class: Tyrant, Level: 1>>
<<Health: 750/750, Rage: 0/1000>>
<<Strength: 14, Dexterity: 5, Intellect: 1, Constitution: 9, Spirit: 2, Wisdom: 1, Charisma: 8, Armour: 1>>
<<You are regenerating 6 health every 5 seconds out of combat>>
<<You are regenerating 3 health every 5 seconds in combat>
I closed my character window and the menu as the old man said, "Is the broom not to your liking?"
Turning around and facing the old man, I shook my head. "No, it's fine. I will be going now."
The old man nodded his head. "Mhm, I will be waiting for the good news, adventurer."
"Yeah," I said and walked out of the old man's farm and towards the forest. 
Leaving his farm, I stopped, unsheathed the broom and snapped the strings that held the straws together. A notification message flashed in front of me.
<Item Altered, Broom -> Stick, Item Grade: Common, Item Type: Weapon – Two-handed Staff, Damage 1-2 -> 2-4>>
'That's better.' I sheathed the stick and continued ahead, only stopping when a wolf appeared in front of me. The wolf was of a size of a normal wolf and had black fur. Above it, I saw its level, name and health.
<<Level 3, Wolf>>
<<60/60>>
Unsheathing my two staves, holding one with my left hand and the other with my right hand, I approached it.
Seeing me, the wolf growled while baring its teeth and it lunged at me.
I sidestepped to the right, easily dodging. I tightened my left grip and swung the staff in my left hand, and while my left staff was in mid-flight, I tightened my right grip and swung the staff in my right hand. Two damage numbers floated up one after another above the wolf's head, <<-21>> <<-23>>. It's health was reduced to 16.
Dealing damage with my first attack, I gained 7 rage and dealing damage with my second attack, I gained another 6 rage, gaining a total of 13 rage which was more than enough for me to use my skill – <<War Stomp>>. And that is what I did, I smashed my right foot down using that exact skill. Damage floated up above wolf's head, <<-22>> it fell down to the ground, dead. The corpse got enveloped in a golden glow and a few notification messages flashed in front of me.
<<Wolf Slain>>
<<+30 XP>>
<<1/? Wolves Slain>>
Bending down, I touched the wolf's corpse, and the loot window opened.
<<3 Copper Coin>>
Tapping on the 3 copper coins in the loot window, the coins got looted, and there were now 13 copper coins in my inventory. I straightened out and turned my head to the left and to the right, looking in those two directions, and to my right stood a wolf.
…
Searching for the wolves and killing them until it got dark outside, I killed 37 wolves in total. Killing them I received 1,110 experience points which levelled me from Level 1 to Level 6, and looted 111 copper coins, and I now had 1 silver coin and 24 copper coins.
Returning back to the old man's farm, I saw that he was no longer standing where I saw him last. 'He must have returned back inside.' I walked up to the house and knocked on the door.
A few seconds passed and footsteps sounded from inside the house. 
'He is coming.' 
Another few seconds passed and the wooden door opened.
"I killed all the wolves I could find," I said the moment the door fully opened.
"How many did you kill?"
"A little over thirty wolves."
The old man's eyes widened and mouth opened. "How many?! he shouted out.
A few notification messages flashed in front of me.
<<Quest Completed>>
<<You have found and killed all the wolves>>
<<+1008 XP>>
<<Level Up>>
<<Level 7>>
<<You have gained 10 attribute points>>
<<You have 10 unspent attribute points>>
<<Level Up>>
<<Level 8>>
<<You have gained 10 attribute points>>
<<You have 20 unspent attribute points>>
<<Level Up>>
<<Level 9>>
<<You have gained 10 attribute points>>
<<You have 30 unspent attribute points>>
As the notifications finished flashing, the old man recovered from his shock. "I don't have anything to repay you with, adventurer. So at least let me give you food and a place to sleep."
I smiled. "Thank you."
…
After eating dinner, I was shown to my room. Closing the room's door, I lied down on the bed, raised and extended my right arm and swiped down, an action which opened the menu. From the menu, I selected character option and the character window opened.
…
<<Name: Astrid, Race: Human, Class: Tyrant, Level: 9>>
<<Health: 1,500/1,500, Rage: 0/1000>>
<<Strength: 34+, Dexterity: 10+, Intellect: 1+, Constitution: 24+, Spirit: 7+, Wisdom: 1+, Charisma: 13+, Armour: 1>>
<<You are regenerating 21 health every 5 seconds out of combat>>
<<You are regenerating 10.5 health every 5 seconds in combat>
<<Unspent Attribute Points: 30>>
Looking over my attributes I allocated 12 points into Strength, 3 point into Dexterity, 9 points into Constitution, 3 points into Spirit and the last 3 points into Charisma. I looked over my changed attributes.
<<Name: Astrid, Race: Human, Class: Tyrant, Level: 9>>
<<Health: 1,950/1,950, Rage: 0/1000>>
<<Strength: 46, Dexterity: 13, Intellect: 1, Constitution: 33, Spirit: 10, Wisdom: 1, Charisma: 16, Armour: 1>>
<<You are regenerating 30 health every 5 seconds out of combat>>
<<You are regenerating 15 health every 5 seconds in combat>
I first closed my character window and then the menu. I saw the ceiling in front of me and closed my eyes. 'How do I get kicked out? How do I get kicked out? How do I get kicked out? How do I get kicked out?' This one thought went through my head until I ultimately fell asleep.

The path one walks only becomes clear when one is halfway through.

Blank looked around the village to see only hungry people he couldn't see any shops that sold food or other resources in the place where he was sitting and it was like the main square of the village. 

He didn't know what to do? He was clueless, he didn't how to approach the situation, he didn't whole to ask, he didn't have anyone who he could ask help from. He was all alone and he didn't mind that, he didn't feel a bit sad but rather he was just a bit...bored. 

An old man was passing through Blank, he saw Blank's condition and asked. "Young man. Are you fine? Do you need anything?" 

Blank looked up to see the old man, he was wearing tatted clothes, he had a thin body, it looked as if he hasn't eaten for days, how could the old man help Blank if he can't help himself. "I am looking for food" 

"Oh. Poor kid. This village has been deserted for months we are alive eating grass like cows, eating bugs like animals we are in a miserable state. I prefer you to leave this town." 

"So there isn't any food" 

"You can find food if you want. But, do you know how to cook?" 

"No. I never cooked in my life before" 

"Oh. I see. It looks to me you are an adventurer" asked the old man looking at Blank's starter leather armor. 

"Yes. I just started adventuring recently."

"I see. It will be bad for a young boy like you to stay hungry. I will suggest you go to Mara" 

"Who's Mara?" 

"She's the in a way leader of the village. She might be able to help you."

"Where can I find her?" 

"Go straight from here, then take a left turn, you will see a broken house which is comparatively larger than normal houses." Said the old man indicating the direction with his hands although the hand indication wasn't that helpful. 

"Thank you," said Blank as he stands up and directly goes for Mara's house.

The old man waved his hand towards Blank. 

Blank followed the path shown by the old man and he reached a house, it was larger than normal houses in the town, although like other houses it was broken too. 

Excel slowly entered the house, "Hello. Is there anyone?" Asked Blank as he looks around the crappy house, wood dust was falling on him as he was speaking. In front of him was a curtain and from the curtain, an old woman came out. 

Mara

Level: 7

"Oh. Hello young man. How may I help you?" asked the Mara.

"I came here to find food," said Blank as he didn't want to waste any time, he got right to the business. 

"Food. I see. But, I have no food. All I can do is cook. But, I don't have any ingredients." Said Mara with a bit of sadness on her face. She couldn't help the hungry young man in front of her. 

"Then what should I do then? I always die when I fight monsters" said Blank, he thought he lost his last hope. 

"Fight monsters," asked Mara in a surprised tone."You are an adventurer?" 

"Yes." 

"Then, please can you hunt the Tserek Wolves," asked Mara with a bit of hope on her face. 

[A quest had been generated]

[Food for everyone
Difficulty: B

*Mara is requesting you to kill the 'Tserek Wolves' in Tserek Village for their meat. 

Quest clear condition: obtain 100 'Tserek Wolve Meat' 

Currently in inventory: 0/100

Quest clear reward: 1000 EXP. 10 Pieces of cooked 'Wolf Meat'

Quest Failure: You won't be able to obtain any quests in 'Tserek Village']

Blank got super excited when he saw the quest. In his last encounter with the wolves, he had already killed one of the wolves but the wolf pack was the one interrupted him, from killing the wolf, but this time he will surely kill them. 

Blank was so excited that he completely ignored the difficulty of the quest, which is a mistake that newbie players make a lot, and then it bites them when they are most vulnerable. 

"I will bring meat," said Blank with a broad chest, he was confident in himself that he would be able to defeat the wolves. 

Blank left Mara's house and walked through the village and entered the plain area. It had the same environment, the dark clouds, the eerie vibes, and the dark green colored grass. 

But, today he wasn't hunting here but instead his destination is the forest in front him near the plain. 

Before Blank, there were many players who got the quest from Mara when they chose Tserek Village as their starting area. 

It's not like Blank is someone special, like him they killed slimes to level up waiting for a quest to pop up, they sometimes died when the wolves left their area. Many players gave up to this point, deleted their accounts, and restarted a new one to choose a better starter area.

But, the one who still stayed were the ones who got the quest from, the group of players formed a group to hunt wolves in Tserek village, unlike Blank who was alone it was a party of 20 players, who went to the forest to hunt for the wolf meat. 

But, what the forest held for them was despair and nothing else, if they killed one solve four others would pop up in its place, it was a total massacre of the player, by the wolves. And unlike Blank who put all his stats in strength, they had well-balanced stats. 

The party was also well defined, it had a few tankers, damage dealers, dealers, and supporters but still, all of them died in front of the wolve's sheer numbers. That's when the world of Dunvir understood the difficulty of the quest. Even a good party couldn't defeat B difficulty quest, how will a lone player complete the quest, which was started almost impossible by players who fought the wolves.

A player named Blank joins a VRMMO game known as Dreamer. But, what at first was just fun and games is now his new way to live his life. 

Through the game, Blank learns the harshness of this world and establish himself as a successful man.

"Oh, yes. Here's a friendly reminder," said Macklin casually as he passed the map to Lin Li. "I heard that there are some animals there which are not as friendly. You just have to be a little bit more careful inside… and there's nothing to worry about. Alright, keep the map well, and you are good to go!"
"…" The expressions on the three's faces froze.
Since the old man treated the lethal Fantama Panthera as a mere kitten, if he claimed that the animals there "are not as friendly", wouldn't that imply that the jungle was more deadly than it seemed? 
"Mr. M-Macklin, are you not entering the jungle with us?" Mason inquired meekly as he gazed at Macklin uneasily. 
"Nah…" said the old man as his mustache twitched, and he glared at Mason with a gloating expression. He continued guilt-tripping. "Look at my age… Why would you want these old bones to accompany you?"
"…"
Mason was at a loss for words. It was only just then that the old man utilized the Arcane Missile to burst the doors open; he also employed the Levitation Spell, and glided through the Nightmare Mountains with ease. Didn't he consider his old age? Why was it then that when they were about to enter the jungle, he suddenly cared about his age?
"Hurry off. You only have an afternoon to complete the task. If you fail to get the object back to me before the sky darkens, heh…"
How's that? thought Macklin as he remained silent, but his threatening tone had already caused Mason to break out in cold sweat. Mason regretted his act of lazing in bed that morning. Now that they had provoked this old pestilence, they knew what was to come…
Under Macklin's urges, the trio entered the jungle uneasily.
"Heck!" Lin Li cursed as he took out the map.
Could the old bastard outside the jungle be Gerian's brother?
The map was a mess. The scribbles and curvy lines were as though stubborn earthworms lying around. Numerous red blots of ink splattered all over made the map look like a heavily freckled face. Among the red spots, there lay an 'x' marking, boldly smacked in front of him like a cripple. Lin Li took quite an amount of time to make out what that old dude was even drawing…
"What a piece of abstract art…" Lin Li sighed as he rolled up the map before putting it in his pocket. Since no one could understand this map, it was just a waste of space.
"Felic, are you not using the map?" inquired Mason.
"This map…"
Just when Lin Li was about to lambaste Macklin, he heard some faint sound. 
"Be careful!"
Right after him warning his teammates, a pack of Three-eyed Blood Wolves appeared. Each of the wolves had red eyes, and carried a strong stench of blood. As compared to those they had met before, this pack of wolves was evidently more malignant. One wolf with a grayish-white coat stood out in particular; it had an extraordinary red eye, which was beyond sinister—just like a droplet of blood. 
"I'm afraid that we might be in trouble now…" Mason whispered as he gulped down his saliva nervously, and moved two steps backward subconsciously.
"Cut the crap," shushed Lin Li and Orrin together.
Even an Adventurer of the lowest ranking would know that the level of a Three-eyed Blood Wolf was to be deciphered based on the color of their eyes and fur coat. The lighter the fur and the redder the eye, the higher its level. This creature before them was definitely the King! 
There were at least 40 to 50 wolves behind this King that was at least level-12. How could the trio take it easy?
"Arwooooo…"
The howl of the King broke the silence in the jungle, and more wolves appeared. At once, the surroundings were filled with spots of red light and stench of iron. The shrilling howls reverberated in their ears, threatening to engulf them. The vast number of Three-eyed Blood Wolves in the wilderness resembled a sea of blood. In that moment, more than 10 wolves crowded towards the three men. 
"KILL THEM!"
Lin Li gripped onto his Winter Staff, and called on the Hastening Spell. While retreating, he also released two wind blades at his opponents. Orrin and Mason, who were by his side, also took action, each calling out a magic shield and starting to recite the spell at top speed.
Among the three people, Lin Li was the last to be exposed to magic, yet in terms of taking part in battles, he had the most experience. During the few months at the Sunset Mountains, he had already slain countless magical beasts.
In that instant, his reaction was the fastest. His intention of employing the Hastening Spell and the two wind blades did not deviate from that of Orrin and Mason, yet what differed was the impact of his powers. 
The methods which Mages decided to employ in their battles were no doubt the most flexible among the other occupations.
Depending on their opponents, the tactics utilized would also be different.
Fantama Pantheras were generally immune to magic. Since these creatures were proficient in the Dark Magic, one would be seeking death if he were to adopt this method which resembled the flying of kites. A Dark Magic spell would strike down the kite from the sky. 
On the other hand, it would be different if one wanted to deal with a big pack of the Three-eyed Blood Wolves.
The powers of these Three-eyed Blood Wolves were innately of extremely low standing. Even if they were to be led by the King wolf, to defeat a Magic Shooter would be an impossible matter. Lin Li did not need to worry that his Kite Magic would be overcome by magic that was invisible to the eye.
Furthermore, there were still Mason and Orrin.
Although both of them had little experience in battling beasts, one was a level-nine Mage, while another a level-11 Magic Shooter. Given adequate time to recite their spells, they would unleash a destructive force on the wolves. 
Just when Lin Li's wind blades led to waves of shrilling cries from the wolves, both of their recitals were also completed. As Orrin raised his magic staff, tremors were also induced at once. Then, a huge spear made of stone appeared from the ground.
Stone spears were only made of stone. In dealing with the escaping wolves, it lacked the sharpness required of a weapon to kill.
The stone spear created only immediate injuries, and not many casualties.
This was the true intention of the magic. It was not exerted with the intent to kill.
Just like how a dead rat could incite a sense of disgust among a group of people, yet had no ability to kill, the attack with the stone spear was similarly not lethal, and only aimed to create fear among enemies. Which foolish wolf would pounce towards stone? As the wolves scrambled away from that stone spear, ripples were created in that sea of red.
It resulted in a great turbulence. Even the growl of rage from the King failed to calm the situation down.
To worsen the situation, the powers of Orrin were unleashed.
This was a total catastrophe.
Rays of red radiated from Orrin's magic staff, and violent particles that arose from the Fire-Elemental Power filled the air at once. The temperature was scorching, and the air appeared to be boiling. Numerous sparks beamed, lighting up the dark jungle as bright as day. 
What followed after was the sound of a great explosion. "BOOM!"
The rapid spread of embers birthed a sea of uncontrollable fire. The speed at which it was spreading was faster than a plague, as though the earth was covered in gasoline. A little spark would be sufficient to light up the ground. 
To the helpless wolves, that Fiery Meteor spelled doomsday. They had no place to hide or escape to. The only thing they could do was to watch how the flames engulfed them… 
In the sea of fire, there were endless cries of despair. The wolves, one after another, got swallowed by the blaze. An unpleasant burnt smell diffused with the pitch-black fumes as well…
The Fiery Meteor had claimed the lives of nearly 20 Blood Wolves.
"A butcher…" Mason did not forget to denounce Orrin while he retreated towards a thicket with the Ice Armor. He, however, would never have expected that the madness caused by Orrin's magic powers was a result of the Ground-Piercing Spell he'd exerted.
"Arwooooo…"
Right after the three of them calmed down, another wave of howls came by.
And then, they saw how leaves of the thicket moved with a rustle, and out came even more Three-eyed Blood Wolves…
"SH*T!" Lin Li could not help but blurt out another swear. 
The collaboration of the trio had only enabled them to slay 20 wolves. Now that another hundred wolves appeared, how were they going to deal with them? Even if they managed to kill them all, what would happen if King Wolf called out another 200 or 300 underlings? Not to mention being bitten by the wolves, they would lose their lives due to exhaustion…


Lin Li accidentally enters another world while playing with his smurf mage account just after he maxes out all kinds of crafting skills, bringing with him various top-grade materials. Although his character is practically powerless, what he gains in return is unprecedented magical talent! Can he survive by himself after being thrown into another world?

An old man and a young girl wandered in a forest near Mount Faral.

The old man was wearing a scientist's white coat, he looked about 60-65 years old.

He was not tall, with a lock of gray hair on his head.

Blue eyes are radiating kindness. A look telling about vast experience and vast knowledge.

The old man always had a kind smile on his face. In his hand he held a book where he constantly wrote down something when a young girl examined plants and said something to him.

The young girl looked 16-17 years old, she was slim and sweet, with pink puffy cheeks and lips-cherries.

Like the old man, the girl had crystal clear, blue eyes radiating curiosity and naivety to the surrounding world.

At the moment, she was considering a green plant with four petals of different colors, from which came a sweet smell with an admixture of acidity.

She was wearing a blue dress with a short neckline and long sleeves.

The girl with a tense and pensive look tried to remember something while looking at this plant.

- May, you forgot what kind of plant? "The old man asked with notes of frustration"

A girl named May quickly shook her head from side to side and honestly answered:

- Forgive my grandfather, but I really can't remember what kind of plant it is and what its properties are.

- Ehh, "Grandfather upset a faint sigh" - Then I'll tell you, and write it down. "Grandfather handed a book and a pen to a girl"

May quickly nodded her head: - I'm ready, start, grandfather.

- Khm-khm "coughing grandfather began to tell" - This plant is called - Four-color rose of love. By mixing this plant with the Shokol flower and making perfumes from the mixture, they can be used to win the man's heart. As a rule, it does not affect women.

- Wow "The girl spoke with surprise" - It turns out these perfumes are very popular among women, and they are also used for ... Ahhh "May suddenly cried out and blushed, lowering her head down."

The old man shook his head.

- These perfumes are sold only at illegal auctions or black markets. Because of one incident that happened ten years ago, these perfumes are forbidden to be sold legally.

- Clear. "May answered"

Until sunset, May and her grandfather continued to study plants in the forest, near Mount Faral.

- Good, enough for today. It's time to leave, it will soon be completely dark. Demon critters come out at night.

"D-d-demonic creatures?" "May asked stammered with fright" - What?

- No idea, let's go.

A hundred meters from the place where the girl and the old man were, red narrow eyes peered out from behind the bushes.

Grandfather and May continued on their way to the forest exit for half an hour, until suddenly grandfather stopped.

- M? - Grandpa, something happened, you have a pain again ...?

- Hush "Grandpa interrupted her" - Do you hear?

- What are you talking about, grandfather? I hear nothing. ~ The girl replied confusedly.

- That's it...

Looking around, the old man suddenly felt a bloodthirsty aura that came from three sides.

~ Rrrrrrr ... "Growl"

A growl was heard from behind the bushes and trees.

"Don't move, May." We were surrounded by demonic wolves.

- Ahhh "the girl cried out and immediately covered her mouth with her hand"

Both froze.

The old man deciding on something looked with love at his granddaughter and said:

- May, listen to grandfather. Now I will distract these demonic creatures and when they run after me, run ... Run home without looking back, lock the door and wait for me.

- Grandpa, what about you ...

- Listen to me! If I don't return by morning, go to the city and inform Uncle Zhao about what happened. Do you understand me?

- Y-yes. "May spoke softly with tears in her eyes."

The wolves approached stopping five meters away.

These were spotted demonic wolves of low rank.

They differed from ordinary wolves in their greater bloodthirstiness, lesser intelligence and spotty coloring, which almost always contained three colors - gray, black and orange.

- Now! "Shouted the Old Man" and ran as fast as he could towards Mount Faral.

The wolves saw how their prey began to run away chasing the old man, leaving the girl alone.

Watching her own grandfather risk his life for her sake, the girl gained courage, but the tears still continued without ceasing to flow. After waiting until they hide far behind the trees, the girl began to run out of the forest, until in the end she ran out of the forest and reached the house by the river.

Locking the door, she fell to the bed, exhausted: - Grandfather ...
_ _ _

The old man ran, stammered, hit the branches, but did not slow down.

One of the wolves was ahead of the rest and, after jumping, bit the old man's leg.

The old man fell bewildered.

Looking around, he grabbed a stick and hit it on the head of the wolf. The wolf whined in pain and jumped back.

~ Arrrr ..

The remaining two joined the old bite of the wolf.

Demonic wolves surrounded the old man and were about to jump on him, when suddenly they sensed danger.

Noticing that behind the old man, in the distance there was something frightening them, the wolves were gripped by animal fear.

Squealing from fright, the wolves ran away.

- Fuh. "The old man exhaled lightly"

Grandfather got up and turned around.

~ "Hmm, what scared them so much," the old man thought.

Having examined himself, the old man threw grass into his mouth, chewed it and spread it on a bite.

- Need to leave. "said the old man," but he did not go towards the exit from the forest, but to the place where the strange aura came from.

The old man was overcome by the feeling that he needed to go there.

Therefore, having decided, he went.

Approaching that place, the old man began to feel uneasy.

After another ten meters, the man noticed that strange black flowers began to appear on his way, from which a freezing fog emanated.

The closer the old man came to that place, the more these black flowers became.

Finally, an unusual phenomenon was revealed to his gaze.

In front of him was a whole field filled with these black flowers.

The temperature here changed dramatically, the old man was chilled, the body began to freeze. From breath came steam.

All the trees that once stood here have disappeared.

Bright moonlight fell on the center of this glade, illuminating something.

"Damn, how cold it is." "Rubbing his hands said the old man"

The old man went to the center of the field ...

This is a legend about the time when the gods destroyed all the devils and destroyed their worlds, thereby upsetting the balance in the Void.

The gods considered their Void!

But they were wrong ...

What will She do to take revenge on them all?

Who will make them all pay for their deeds?

Who will the gods see when they close their eyes in fear?

Will he be able to go through many losses and barriers to remain as human until the very end ..

(I am an author from Russia, so there may be inaccuracies in the translation.)

After walking for a few minutes following Rontu, I entered a large clearing next to a crystalline lake. Scattered around the clearing were large vibrantly coloured mounds. Confused, I  turned to Rontu to ask what they were, before seeing one of the largest mounds, which was white in colour, lift itself off the ground. As it turned towards us, I realized what the mounds were. Every single one of them was a massive elemental wolf. I thought I had gotten numb to shocks after talking with Rontu, but this is on a whole other level. Normal elemental wolves form packs with only those of the same elemental affinity and are not that much large than an healthy average wolf, about 2.5m in length, but the wolves here were larger, around 3.5m. Also, most packs had between 4 and 8 members, but this group had at least 20 members. This shows they must control a massive amount of territory, and their alpha must be extraordanarily strong and intelligent to maintain order in such a pack. As the white wolf approached us, it bowed its head before staring at me and asking [What are you?]. Her 'voice' was a slightly higher tone in my mind, so I think she is a female. I don't understand why gender would affect telepathy, but it does. Does that mean that Rontu is a male? Their human form looked androgynous to me, and they don't act very 'manly'. I don't even know if dragons have genders, but I do know it would be rude to ask, so I'll just try to figure it out another way. [She is called Lyndis and her species is very rare. She's a werewolf, and supposedly has the bloodline of a primordial beast] while I was lost in my own thoughts, they had started talking about me, Rontu snaking his head to look at me from above without moving his body. Wait, did he just call me odd? [Really? Maybe a descendant of the Great One...]
Ignoring Rontu's insult, I asked "Who is this 'Great One'?" I could hear the wolf's reverance when she said that name.
[Everything I know is only from stories past through the generations, but one of the strongest wolves in all of history was known as Luna.] They sound cute! I wonder if they were a silver colour like Rontu. [Her title was beast of the moon. It was said she was 5m long, 3m high at the shoulder, with a fierce disposition that led her to regularly flattening mountains with a single swipe of her claws.] the wolf in front of me had an expression of awe on her face. I don't know how I deciphered such a complex expression from a wolf, but I did. Also, I take back my previous statement, they do not sound cute."Rontu, do you have any more information?"
[No I haven't; I don't interact much with other creatures, and I am not nearly old enough to meet a primordial beast.] As they were a dragon I was hoping for some answers, but it seems they really are useless.
"How old are you then?"
[I don't know how you humans measure time, but I was born long enough ago to see two wars between humans and demons.] That means he is about 400 years old. I don't really know what I was expecting, but this really shows how amazing dragons are. The human life expectancy is around 55 years old, and most fighters retire by 30. Magicians usually live slightly longer, but only by a few years. Magicians also retire later in life than fighters as a strong body isnt necessary to cast magic.
[Now then, I doubt you came here just to show this person off.] the white wolf said, looking back towards Rontu.
[Indeed, I owe this one a favour, and out of the things I could give, she me to introduce you.] Their tone changed again. I wonder why they are putting on such a formal facade? Hearing this, the wolf turned back towards me. I realized I still don't know her name.
"Hello, Lady Wolf. I came here to ask your pack to help me with something."
[Oh, I haven't introduced myself. You may call me Silverpelt.] I sniggered slightly after hearing her name but, luckily, a certain dragon covered for me.
[Well, I have repaid my favour, so I shall be off.] Rontu promptly flew off towards his cave. 'I owe Lyndis a lot more than this, but my guilt will not stop me sleeping. My bed, here I come!' he thought secretly.
[*Sigh*... he is so uptight. But that's still better than most other dragons I've met.] Silverpelt said, watching the fading figure of Rontu.
'So Rontu is a male.' I thought before saying "As Rontu said, my name is Lyndis. It's nice to meet you."
[Likewise. So, why did you want to meet me?] Silverpelt said before lying down on the grass.
"I want revenge." I said firmly before continuing, "I lived happily at the village on the edge of this forest for all my life, until I was betrayed. Because the people in town found out that I wasn't human, my parents were killed; they gave their lives to let me escape." I took a deep breath to steady my voice. "So I want to destroy that village, but I know I'm not strong enough on my own, so I want your help."
[Do you know what the defenses are like?]
"Not exactly, but I know that they don't expect a fight, most of the sentries hardly pay attention to their surroundings, and the knights never seem very organized."
[How many knights are there?]
"I think there are about 64 knights, four platoons of 16 members. Apparently, each platoon is strong enough to easily subjugate a group of 5 regular elemental wolves."
[...Why do you say 'regular'?] She said after a short pause.
"Because you look much stronger than elemental wolves are described as being." I said.
Silverpelt showed a toothy grin before replying [You have good eyes, girl.] Just as she started talking again, a royal blue wolf with black eyes burst into the clearing, with a large cut along its right flank. Hearing the wolf enter the clearing, Silverpelt quickly stood up and rushed towards the injured wolf, the other wolves in the clearing lifting their heads to watch what will happen. The two wolves communicated in tail flicks and facial expressions, so I had no idea what they were talking about. After they finished their chat, Silverpelt approached the side of the blue wolf and used healing magic to close the wound. "She has healing magic?" I mumbled in shock. Very few have healing magic, and they always connected to the church. Silverpelt didn't even turn back to me before rushing off into the forest in the same direction the blue wolf came from. A few minutes later, Silverpelt emerged back into the clearing with three other wolves. The wind changed direction, and a new smell permeated the clearing - the smell of blood. All the wolves suddenly stood up, looking at Silverpelt. The colours of the wolves following her where two white and one red. Both of the white wolves had bloody patches on them. She seemed to say something to the large group looking at her, before walking towards me. As she approached, I could see her displeased expression. All the wolves in the clearing were flocking to the wolves that just entered the area, their tails clearly showing their excitement.
[You have a deal.]

It was another boring morning for one the strongest monsters in the world. The wind dragon, Rontu, has lived a repetitive, lazy life for centuries, until an encounter with the human hero will push his life onto a much more exciting path.
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