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Part-time Creator

A highly leveled Creator won an attack on the Monster Creator and received a ticket to invite a new Creator. Since he had no one to offer it to, he decided to use his luck and give a ticket to one person from his worlds. So the ticket got to an old man who was already dead and gave him the opportunity to join the multiverse game of Creators. What amazing worlds he will create and how he will survive in such an environment.

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Wolf

In a careless and rather dilapidated building, a white-haired man sat on the edge of the bed and smoked fire grass.

A hot thing that burns out the lungs, if an ordinary person inhales at least once, this person's lungs will melt.

Half-naked or naked women with different hair colors, ranging from black to gray, could be seen all over the bed. The man only glanced at them slightly and continued to smoke his cigarette.

Suddenly a man entered the house, he first looked at the man and then looked around at all the women in the room. After that, he returned his gaze to the man and shook his head in disappointment.

"That's what you've come to, Hrimhari. Smoking various herbs and mating with every wolf you find? You weren't like that when our pack was fighting for survival in these lands."

Hrimhari raised his head and looked at the man. Then he took another drag and said.

"I'm old Alex. It's been several centuries since I've been leading and leading the pack. It's time for me to retire, like many of my friends."

The man was annoyed by his leader's words. He no longer saw the huge, mighty wolf that single-handedly tore apart creatures bigger than himself. Not a mighty leader who led the pack to prosperity and dominance in these lands.

Now he saw a loser wallowing in lust and herbs. Who only lamented about his age and how tired he was.

Alex wanted to continue talking to his father about his situation, but suddenly a guard ran into the house. Hrimhari did not react to this in any way. Alex turned his head and asked.

"What do you want?"

"Trouble Alpha, in the west, the scouts found a strong smell of blood."

"All our lands are saturated with the smell of blood, I don't see a problem that there is the same smell in the west."

"Not so Alpha. It's not just the smell of blood, there are creatures there. They are practically the same as us, but they cannot become wolves and the smell of blood on them is so concentrated that our worst wars lose confidence in fighting them."

Alex wanted to ask how this was possible, but his father interrupted him.

"Vampires, nocturnal bloodsuckers, their whole society is built on blood. "

Hrimhari puffed on his cigarette and put it out. Getting out of bed, he went to the drawer and took out his clothes. The clothes were old and worn out, but he didn't even pay attention to the fact that these clothes were dirty and got dressed.

He looked at his son and the war standing in the doorway. After a little thought, he said.

The

guard paled at this statement because he was young and had not seen the rampage of animals. Times when everyone survived as best they could and everyone had to gain as much strength as possible to survive.

Alex was surprised. Because my father not only knew what kind of creatures live in the west, but he was going to go to the meeting. Not to mention the impending war that he foresaw.

Quickly dressed, they set off to the west. They ran through endless glades and dense forests. Although they were in their human forms, their speed couldn't be underestimated. In a few days, they traveled distances so huge that an ordinary person would have to walk for a couple of months.

Having reached the borders where the application came from, you could see a small town. More precisely, a defensive fortress, where there are residential complexes and markets inside the walls.

Without pausing for a long time, they approached the entrance to the fortress.

"Wait."

The soldier who was with his son and father wanted to tell the guards that the Alpha and the king had arrived, but he did not have time.

Alex used ki and unleashed his mighty beast aura.

Which can only be used by the most talented members of the pack. The guards turned pale and did not dare to stop the three travelers.

Once inside, you can feel the tension in the air. Because the guards went everywhere and looked out for any shadows. Ordinary merchants and artisans did not dare to complain and tried to help the guards as much as possible.

After walking down the street, they reached a large building in the center. The entrance which was guarded by the guards is much stronger. They immediately felt a huge power in Alex and realized that it was Alpha.

But what scared them was the tramp next to the Alpha, because they could not feel the strength in him. He didn't just seem like an ordinary old and decrepit wolf. He was like an abyss that didn't release a drop of power.

After taking a closer look and noticing the white hair and realizing that it was not gray hair like ordinary old wolves, they respectfully greeted the newcomers.

"Alpha, King, we are glad that you have arrived at this remote place. Please follow us, we will take you to the caretaker of the fortress."

Nodding his head, Alex went ahead. He was followed by Hrimhari, who again took out some fire grass and started smoking.

When they reached the main meeting room, the guards bowed and left. Hrimhari entered the room without knocking, where the caretaker was arguing with other werewolves who offered either to attack and catch a few bloodsuckers to force out information about their society, or just start killing them.

The sound of a loud opening door stopped a heated argument inside and they already wanted to pounce on people who dared to disturb them. That's just when they saw who came, they quickly got up from their seats and bowed.

"Get up and prepare for war. Bloodsuckers won't wait long when they find out that they can get new blood."

I'm back and the chapters will be 1000 words each. After the last chapter, which was more than 2000 words, I did not have the strength to write for several days. Well, there were other various problems, such as abnormal heat and the fact that my old friend was leaving for another country and we said goodbye. It doesn't matter the main thing is that chapters of 1000 words can be published every day, but more words kills me and it seems to me that I'm not writing for my own pleasure, but because of work.

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