гЂЉThe Immortal BeastгЂ‹ Wish Hello, I am Ragnar Azouf and I was once a Thane for the king of Scandinavia. I have long raven black hair, green eyes and the body of the gods thanks to my hard work. When I was in my late teens I found a strange well that later on I would know was called a fountain. Sadly this fountain was both a blessing and a curse, I had been out hunting in the mountains when I happened upon it. Not thinking and incredibly thirsty I drank the waters of the fountain until I was sated, it was only three moons later that I realised I couldn''t die. I was out raiding and one of my brothers in arms Ivan who I had known since we were naught but babes, stabbed me in the back with his sword all because he wanted my wife Helga. I lay on the hard cold ground with a sword in my back for some hours waiting for the valkyries to take me to Valhalla, it was then that I realised I couldn''t die and as such will never reach the sacred hall. Upon pulling the blade out of me the wound rapidly healed frighteningly so, I began to notice my long hair become silverish white almost like mercury my eyes had become a wolfish yellow and I could now see in the dark perfectly not to mention my nails became like claws harder and thicker. With hate and rage I hunted down my would be murderer brutally killing him as I found him trying to rape my wife. Many years passed my wife grew old and died while I could not age, It was then that I left my home choosing to wander the world in search of something new. Its been over nine hundred years since I drank from that fountain, the date is two thousand and eighteen, I have been many things in my life, from warriors, laboratory experiments and various types of doctors and many other things but I tend to like things to do with battle must be the Norse in me ha ha haa. I had just started high school again this time in the Americas, which I have to do frequently or risk exposure. I was sitting at my desk when everything went dark and then white I felt exulted perhaps I''d finally died by some luck. I was in a white room and in front of me stood a very beautiful woman. (Welcome, Ragnar. I am the Goddess Freya) said the woman or rather Goddess. (Have I perhaps finally died?) I asked Freya. (No, oh no that is quite impossible, after you drank from all the water in the fountain not even a god can kill you.) Freya said giggling to herself. (No, the reason your here is for two reasons, one is your good karma has gone through the roof and we would like to grant you a wish and we will send you to a world more appropriate for you.) Freya declared happily. (So I can make any wish?) I asked the goddess so I had it clear with no misunderstandings.(yes that is so well within reason we are unable to make you a god or give you to much power.) Freya amended as I thought about my experiences throughout my many years. (Okay, I''ve got it!) I told Freya, (Well?) Freya asked impatiently, smiling I said(I want to be able to shapeshift into anything that I desire.) (Interesting very well, we will change your race to shape shifter. Shape-shifter''s have an race trait of enhanced strength as you will be new to this world we will make both racial traits Levels to the max. Now the world you are going to is a sword and magic world called Bzarea. Good bye Mr Azouf.) Freya said as everything went dark again but this time I felt a searing pain as if my very being was liquefying and then incinerated to be frozen and shattered. Once the pain had dissipated I opened my eyes to find myself inside a forest lying on the floor wearing nothing, from the smell in the air. I seem to be near some mountains, I got up stretching feeling the brisk cold air. (Now what do I do?) I pondered aloud to myself as a blue screen popped up.

Dear Ragnar congratulations on coming to across the realms, all you need to know is that In this world there are skills, titles and levels. Good luck and to access your status screen say ''Status''.

Nodding I think Status inside my mind and what I see shocks me just a bit, ha ha haa. I think to my self upon seeing my stats.

Name	Ragnar Azouf	True name	Fenrir
Age	2417	Level	9999
Sex	Male/Female	Title	Thane, Ragnar the Undying, Demigod Lord of the Wilds, Master of Beasts, Bloodthirsty Beast, Wolf of the north, Other-worlder,
Race	Shapeshifter	Class
HP	ЎЮ (Infinite)	Sub- Class
MP	199''999''999	Godhood	9''000''000/99''999''999
INT	1''999''978	VIT	ЎЮ (Infinite)
STR	ЎЮ (Infinite)	CON	ЎЮ (Infinite)
AGI	ЎЮ (Infinite)	WIS	1''898''670
DEX	ЎЮ (Infinite)	CHA	30''987
Crafting Skills Ў......... Warrior Skills	Herbology Lv max, Cooking Lv max, Butchering Lv max, Blacksmithing Lv max, Fletcher Lv max, Leather working Lv max, Sewing Lv max, Tamer Lv max, Alchemist Lv max, Chemist Lv max, Engineering Lv max, ..................................................... Advanced Martial Arts Mastery Lv max, Weapon proficiency Lv max, Horse riding Lv max, Acting Lv max, Sneak Lv max, Conceal Lv max, Pain Tolerance Lv max, Assassination Lv max, Hunting Lv max, Tracking Lv max,	Passive Skills	Supernatural: Strength, Agility, Reflexes, Senses, Regeneration, Endurance Lv max, Rapid Healing Lv max, Body Strengthening Lv max Predatory Instincts Lv max, Bloodline Resonance Lv max, Lunar Force Empowerment Lv max, Lunar Force Manipulation Lv max, Primal Awareness Lv max Instinct Lv max Heightened Senses Lv max Dark Vision Lv max Magic nullification Lv maxReading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there.
Mind Skills	Detection Lv max, Deduction Lv max, Meditation Lv max, Quick learner Lv max, Thought Acceleration Lv max, Parallel thinking Lv max, Language comprehension Lv max, Linguists Lv max, Historian Lv 9, Archaeologist Lv 9, Biology Lv max Medical knowledge Lv max, Occult knowledge Lv 9	Magic Attributes	Light Dark Water Earth Fire Wind Space -Time Spirit Ancient Divine Daedric Draconic Fae	100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100%
Special Skills	Eternal youth, Spontaneous Regeneration, All Poison Resistance Lv max Self-Adaptation Lv max, Temperature Regulation Lv max, Limit-break, Shape-shifting Lv max Enhanced strength Lv Max	Magic Resistances	Light Dark Water Earth Fire Wind Spirit Divine	100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100% 100%
Curses	Undying (eternal can never die)	Blessings	Immortality (drinker of the fountain of youth)

Now that''s killer and depressing well lets see how do I shapeshift I thought to myself before getting distracted by my thoughts thinking about a massive black wolf I had to face when I was in my thirties. Before I knew it my bones were breaking, realigning and clicking. I was know a giant silver wolf grinning with my wolf face I let lose a terrifying howl.

Learned Skill: Howl Lv 4 Learned Skill: Mana manipulation Lv 3 Learned Skill: Intimidating aura Lv max Learned Skill Beast Mimicry Lv 8 Combined skills howl- Mana manipulation- intimidating aura- beast mimicry Learned Skills: Aura of the Beast Lv max- Howl of the bloodthirsty Lv max

I raced through the forest as fast as my new paws could take me laughing at my new skills as my body became easier to move leaving behind a sonic boom as I raced through the foliage. Thanks to my high stats its as if time has stopped, as I''m sprinting I come across a cave the sun had long since sunk below the horizon. Not thinking anything of it I go inside hopping to find a place to sleep. Inside I find various skeletons and crushed bones upon the floor, intrigued I continued on finding a trove of gold and jewels. Smelling the air expecting it to be rancid only to find it smelled of charcoal and sulphur reminiscent of my days blacksmithing. I stalked my way through the miles of piled up bones and gems, jewels and gold until I was in the centre where I curled up to sleep as it was nice and toasty warm. I was awoken to the ground shaking then I heard a deep and gravelly voice speaking in a tongue I didn''t understand then it seemed to move onto several others before I found the speaker. (Ўк$%$ &%^$Ўк!Ў±Ў±Ўк$) Said a massive dragon with crimson red scales and eyes. After several minutes a new screen appeared just as the dragon started speaking Old Norse my native tongue.

Congratulations Learned Skill: Ancient Draconian Lv max Learned Skill: Ancient Lycan Lv max Learned Skill: Ancient Elvish Lv max Learned Skill: Ancient Enochian Lv max Learned Skill: Ancient Daedric Lv max Learned Skill: Ancient Fae Lv max

(Stupid wolf do you not know were you are! Are you deaf, you blithering imbecile!) exclaimed the dragon grumpily. (Oy, You over grown reptile! How do you speak my native tongue?) I demanded of the dragon, your thinking that its probability not very wise to provoke a massive fire breathing dragon but then again it has been nigh on a three thousand years since I last had a decent scrap. (Very funny little wolf, this is the language of the gods, for you to know it you must be more then ten thousand years old. Which is laughable.) The dragon proclaimed chuckling as smoke wafted out from his maw. Chuckling I shift back into my original form, to the surprise of the dragon. (I am not ten thousand years old but I''m nearly three. Ha ha haa!) (How is this possible you do not smell like a lycanthrope! What are you?) asked the dragon confused, with a wolfish grin I replied. (Is it not rude to ask for someone''s name before giving your own but im feeling kind. . . . I am the immortal, Ragnar Azouf, Lord of the Wilds and Master of Beasts are among some of the titles that I have acquired as for my race I am but a shapeshifter.) I replied to the dragon who had become slightly bewildered. (I am Crimgon, the Red Dragon of Rage! Now little wolf why are you in my home?) The Crimgon replied with the flair of a practiced actor with the taste for the dramatics. (Well I was walking by and I wanted to have a rest, seemed a good a place as any.) I told Crimgon who glowered at me shaking his giant head. Hmm I think I''d better go but before I go I should ask, (Don''t suppose you are up to date on current events of this world, no you wouldn''t be. Not with all those ancient old languages you know. Well how about telling me the currency? And giving me some clothes if you have any?) I inquired, (Yes I can teach you about currency that I know of as for clothes I don''t have any but if you can make some your welcome to use the skins and furs around the place and any of my scales as long as you leave as soon as you are able.) demanded Crimgon staring at me with annoyance. (Will do!) I declare heading towards the various miscellaneous things mixed into Crimgon''s hoard. I started looking around to see if there was anything that I''d need to complete my task I cleared a corner for where I was to work.

Congratulations Learned Skill: Observe Lv 1 Learned Skill: Appraisal Lv 1 Learned Skill: Focus Lv 1

I set about making a forge to make armour, weapons and a leather rack for making clothes. All through the night and way past morning for a week straight, clanging and sparks could be heard and seen as I made my gear all the while Crimgon grumbled about the noise. It had been some time since I''d forged anything and it felt exhilarating to once again be doing it. Once I was done I''d made some trousers, boots, shirts and a leather trench coat all of it black as night except for where it was armoured with Crimgon''s scales. I also made a pare of gauntlets that were capable of turning fingers into claws, I had no idea what I made it out of but I know they were all high class or rare items as I couldn''t see what they were called even when both my observe and appraisal had reached over level five in the time I''d been crafting. (Thank you for your help.) I told Crimgon once I''d finished. (Now from what I remember a thousand years ago there were five coins for money. They were iron, bronze, silver, gold and platinum. One hundred iron equals one bronze and one hundred bronze equals one silver and son on. That''s it now leave you''ve given me a headache fore the past week! Oh and take a weapon there should be on or two around.) Crimgon said testily as I put on my new clothes and put the spares in the void with the help of space magic as well as some grimoires and spell books. I had found several spell books and grimoires in the trove that I sneakily read, there was Daedric magic, Ancient magic, Dragonic magic, Fae magic, Divine magic and one or two books on elemental magic. When I was smithing I found four weapons that were giving off imminence power, the first was a sword, the second a spear, the third a trident and the fourth a mighty hammer that took all my strength to lift I proceeded to melted them down at a heat that would shame a burning star. Once melted I would then combine them to make my gauntlets so I had no need for a sword or any other weapon I was the weapon. (See you later, Crimgon. I got things to do and places to go. Ha haa ha haa haaa) I declared to the dragon finally walking out of the cave with my hands on my head in a relaxed manner with my coat flapping in the brisk morning air. The forest was beautiful as I walked under the pine trees I continued along at a steady pace until around noon I smelled iron metallic smell that could only be blood and the faint odour of burning wood and flesh. I followed my nose and used my ears to pick up sounds, I heard the screams and yells of men, women and children. Upon hearing a small child''s voice silenced, I broke into a sprint using both my hands and feet as I burned with rage until I saw a glow on the horizon. Before my eyes was a village being ransacked by thieves and bandits. Who were burning down the houses and rapping and murdering all in their path that they could grab. Some of the people were being put in cages headed for gods knows where. (Oy, boss we got an elf ''ear and a beauty at that.) said one of the men in an archaic form of modern Norwegian as I snuck into the burning village where I could see the beautiful elf girl surrounded by a group of men who smelt like puke and shit. I got up from my hiding spot and approached the vile retches, (Step away from the girl!) I warned them with a growl. (Check it out, we got some wannabe knight in shining armour who cant speak the common tongue properly.) chortled a fat repulsive man. My eyes glowed as I replied, (I''ll make you eat your own cocks before I end the putrid stain that is your miserable lives.) upon hearing my chose word the group of men drew their weapons as did the surrounding bandits and thieves. (It has been over a hundred years since I''ve had a decent scrap! Are you ready lads because if we start this roller-coaster there ain''t no stopping!) I said taking a breath, then shouting out dramatically, (Let''s get ready to rumbleee!). Then I moved so fast through all the rapping, murdering filth tearing out their throats before standing in front of the bandit leader lifting him off the ground by the throat. All this happened in a blink of an eye, to the observers it looked as if some one cut the strings off a puppet. (What. . . are . . .you?) the Leader asked as he pissed himself staring down at me who had a viscous smile on my face. (What I am you disgusting little creep, is a wolf in Sheep''s clothing but I don''t think that''s necessary any more do you.) I said rhetorically before breaking his neck and turning to the elf who still sat on the floor stupefied. Thinking she''s an elf she might not speak Norse so I started speaking ancient elvish much to her surprise. (Are you all right Little one?) I asked her.(Can you not understand, hmm.) I said thinking before repeating it in all the languages I know from earth as well as the once I''ve picked up here. I wasn''t even a quarter of the way through when she interrupted me. (How do you know Ancient Elvish? Only the elders and the royal family are taught it!) The elf demanded to know speaking in Ancient Elvish and throwing me a glare for my troubles. (I learned it of a big red dragon, do you perhaps know old Norse?) The elf is clearly befuddled as she says, (Only the old an powerful are capable of deciphering and wielding the magic that comes with knowing old Norse. I am old and strong enough to understand it by reading but not speaking and do you mean the ancient dragon, Crimgon the red Dragon of Rage?) The elf inquired and began to mutter to herself upon my reply of (Yes).

Congratulations Learned Skill: Elvish Lv max Learned skill: Norsk Lv max Learned Skill: Dash Lv 1

(I think we should help and free the survivors.) I told the elf in modem elvish, who was shocked as I walked away towards the cages. I slashed at the locks breaking them and freeing the people trapped inside as I passed each cage. Each person thanking me with tears as I freed them, most of the captured were women and children. Surprisingly there was a dwarf or two and a few beastkin in the mix. After freeing them I scouted out the still burning buildings in search of survivors before they all collapsed. I managed to save several families who had been trapped some had burns upon them. I used the magic I had recently learned to heal them as best I could leaving some as good as new. The elf girl had been following me until I''d finished my task only for her to shadow me like a bad smell. (Can I help you? Your beginning to annoy me.) I told the elf grumpily, (You used Fae healing magic without chanting. Not only that but I cant sense any mana from you at all.) The elf told me. (That would be, because I concealed my mana and stats. So I didn''t have to have a noisy elf with her noise in my business.) I replied testily releasing a miniscule amount of my aura causing her to yelp and jump back. (I am not a human, nor am I from any race you can think of. I am an immortal from another world. Now if you don''t mind I am leaving.) I told her angrily walking away only for her to say, (My name is Princess Ivy Greenwood the third princess of the High Elven kingdom of Avalon. I demand to know what your name is?) I continue to walk as I reply, (I am Ragnar Azouf, Thane, Lord of the Wilds and Master of Beasts. Good bye princess we shan''t meet again.) I disappear into the forest shifting into the form of a raven, instantly storing all my possessions inside my void space. I could hear the young elf yelling my name in elvish as I flew away reaching mach five.

Congratulations Learned Skill: flight Lv 8 Learned Skill: High Speed Flight Lv 5 Learned Skill: Hawk eye Lv max Learned Skill: Silent flight Lv 6 Learned Skill: Scent Nullification Lv 8 Learned Skill: Dead Eye Lv 7 Combined Skills Dead Eye ЁC Hawk Eye ЁC Silent Flight: Learned Skill Silent Predator Lv max