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The Evolution Chronicles

Arc One: Mian is the castaway of a dying, if not already dead pack of demi-humans. Dumped in the middle of the forest, he is found by the Patriarch of a flourishing band of demi-humans. Unfortunately for him, he just happened to be different from them in almost every way. Mian's senses are weaker than the average demi-human's. Mian's strength is below average, Mian's resistance to illness is below average, Mian's toxins can barely hurt a fly. Worst of it all, Mian just has to look different from the others. The Freak of the pack. One day, a mysterious rock crashes into the outer territories of the pack's lands, prompting a group to be sent out to investigate. Mian is accidentally placed in the group and has to go out. Upon getting there, Mian's life changes, never to be the same ever again, as he gains access to something no one else has - Evolution. --- Silver WPC winner for WPC 206! 30 Power Stones for a bonus chapter! Support me at ko-fi.com/nilo_a Join my discord server for updates and advance notices on events! https://discord.gg/uDRMqp562H

Nilo_A · Fantasia
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Beastly Followers

Before the group even went far enough, they could hear the rumbling beats of the hooves of the moose hitting the ground as they chased after them.

"Dammit, why did you save them?" Malim asked Mian when he noticed that the hoof beat was getting closer and closer. They would not be able to reach the the tunnel before the moose reached them, and even if they got there, then the moose would be able to catch up with them even more easily, as the tunnel was mostly a straight pathway with no diversions within it.

It took less than a minute for the two moose to catch up with them, but this time, they did not look as angry as they initially did when they found the group.

"Moo!"

"Moo!"

The two moose cried out constantly as they gained speed and crossed the distance that separated the group from them. Mian's eyebrows raised in surprise upon hearing them. He understood what those bellows had meant, and was surprised by the meanings. The moose were pleading for the group to stop running!