《The Unleashed》


 Prologue 00

    ¡°Major Victor Rahl Drakkar, due to your bravery and valor in the last mission, by the authority and power bestowed upon me by the President United States of America. I General Thad Hammett, hereby grants you furlough. At 0600 hours a vehicle will escort you to the nearby base and once there, you will be VTOL out of Iraq, over and out soldier.¡±


    ¡°Sir yes sir¡±


    I saluted the man whom I¡¯ve only seen twice in my 18 years of service in the military and walked out of the tent making my way to my own to pack and ready to move out, on my way I am saluted by some of my subordinates and other I do not know, I could not stop thinking, ¡®man I hate this shit hole¡¯. Trust me I am not complaining. But still, sometimes I wonder how the hell I ended up here, in this sand filled country. I mean yes I did sign up for the military, and yes it was voluntary, and yes I could¡¯ve quit at any point in time. But you see I am not the quitting type, and coupled with my shitty upbringing I was truly desperate to get as far away from home as I possible could.


    You¡¯re probably thinking ¡°oh c¡¯mon it¡¯s not that bad¡± or ¡°you¡¯re exaggerating things¡±


    But trust on this my friend I am not and here is why


    My father was an alcoholic and when he came home after his binges, well his favorite hobby was to beat me with and everything in sight. My mother, well, she cared more about her crack pipe then being a mother and she would encourage him to hit harder. My older brother who is 6 years older than me was also an asshole, he basically did everything in his power to torture and bully me from early childhood, as if what my dad did or would do wasn¡¯t enough. I guess he was just happy that someone else was here to take the beatings instead of him.


    But you know I endured it silently using it as fuel to be somebody in life. And I did everything in my power to be so, I excelled at everything I did, I was hungry, focused, and driven I played many sports such as football, basketball, lacrosse, wrestling, volleyball, soccer. And practiced many martial arts including Taekwondo, MMA, boxing, Muay Thai, Jujitsu, Karate, Aikido, Krav Maga, and judo all while working odd job at odd hours and attending high school. And the reason was simple I didn¡¯t want to be home and at time I would sleep at the gyms after closing on the mats.


    Academically speaking I also excelled and I do not want to brag but I was an A student and graduated with a 4.0 GPA I was also involved in clubs such as chest, debate, and literature. I did all of this to be free of my nightmares at home and it worked well.


    While I was in thought I realized I was already in front of my tent I entered and immediately began packing strictly speaking there wasn¡¯t much really and almost all of my belongings were already in my chest locker.


    After packing the remnants of my personal items I sat on my Rack and reminiscing about the past and my hobbies.


    I was thinking about the day everything as we knew it changed, the day everything became the way it is. It all started in year 2016 I was only 15 at the time. And the one of the worst if not the worst president of all times was elected, his name ¡°Donald Trump¡± he was elected as the 45th president of the United states of America and from the get go you knew there was trouble on the horizon, I mean even his election was riddled with shady and weird events. The was being slaughtered left and right by Lady Hilary Clinton in the polls in the votes I mean it was a landslide but weird enough he won by 2 points


    And when they demanded a recount they said ¡°oh we lost the ballots¡±


    I mean c¡¯mon it isn¡¯t the first time that happened. You might remember ¡°Bush¡± maybe.


    Well any who after being elected the economy had a sudden increase and it all looked good and solid new jobs new companies popped up and the big craze showed up VMMORPG


    Gaming companies such as Microsoft and Sony came out with virtual technology and like a wildfire it spread like crazy and I even saved some money and got myself a set for myself and when I bought it I was rewarded with a free game called ¡°Gods Furry¡±.


    It was a good game in my opinion it was your basic wester magic, and eastern martial arts genre with cultivation and the likes with two continent a western one with mages, and an eastern one with cultivators like the chinese novels.


    The goal was to reach the apex of one land and conquer it before starting over with a different character and do it all over again in the other continent.


    I played this game like there was no tomorrow I remember asking one of my trainers if I could use the basement of the gym to play and to my delight he allowed and since then I live in that basement I moved the few possessions I had and a blow up bed and made it my home


    I remember beating the game and became a Game master to my surprise I found out that the game wasn¡¯t popular and barely a few hundreds of people played it worldwide.


    Before the company closed down they sent a gif to all their high ranking players and it was a ring with a blue gem imbedded into it. It¡¯s called the ¡°ring of OZ¡± it allows you to move all your data without ever losing it and when activated it gives you a hologram video and tour of all your achievements and all of your saved items and all of your awards.


    There was also a feature that allowed you to touch and open all of your skills books and martial arts styles and cultivation techniques.


    I was sad and ecstatic at the same time, after doing so the company was shut down and never again did they released this game.


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    By the second year into his term all hell broke loose a major meltdown of the economy tanked the value of the Dollard and we entered a recession worse than the Great Depression and even worse than the one from the Bush administration. A terrorist attack destroyed the statue of liberty in New York and another razed Mount Rushmore. Pretty soon chaos was everywhere and people who supported Trump turned against him and his so called racist views and policies.


    They blamed him for everything and with that demanded his resignation, didn¡¯t take long for him to be forcefully removed from power.


    Two days after his resignation he was assassinated at his luxurious tower the shooter placed a bullet in between his eyebrows.


    Afterwards, a douchebag by the name of Ted Cruz stepped in to lead this country on his inauguration he vowed payback and revenge. Pretty soon he reinstated the draft and just like that war started.


    Our ¡°enemies¡± were the terrorist organization ¡°ISIS¡± and ¡°Boko haram¡± I wasn¡¯t drafted but I volunteered nonetheless, and man what a stupid mistake that was.


    After basic training, I was shipped out to Africa. There I quickly rose through the ranks for merit and valor. To this day, I own the longest kill shot with an m16 and the highest confirmed kill count at 602 kills I think that¡¯s also the world record too.


    Because of my high aptitude I was called back state side to take the Ranger assessment test and to attend Ranger school quite frankly I wasn¡¯t to hype about that I mean really I¡¯m here rubbing shoulders with these guys while my men are out in God knows where getting shredded every day I log on and look at the casualty list and every day I recognize a name. The name of one the men I served with or I commanded.


    The death toll for this war far surpassed the number we had for the Vietnam and Afghanistan/Iraq by a total of 10% and still we were being sent in different countries and fighting in different fronts


    Africa


    Iraq


    Syria


    Jordan


    Afghanistan


    After six years of fighting a treaty was reached and finally peace appeared Isis waved the white flag and only took Syria as their home and withdrew from all the other countries as for their ally Boko haram they were thoroughly annihilated.


    A new president was elected. His name was Ben Carson. He was a mild mannered man and mainly focused on repairing the world considering his predecessor tore it to shreds it was peaceful good and the world heaved a sigh of relief. Or so we thought on his last year as president a new terrorist organization came about they were known as ¡°the sons of the Harpy¡± they used chemical agent and biological warfare on every front against all countries and here we are war once again and once again a coalition was made Isis, al Qaeda, Hamas and the Israel army banded together, Iran and Iraq formed the Persian alliance, Jordan Egypt and Yemen formed their own alliance in order to fight.


    In Europe all the members of the EU allied with the Russia and they went to war against an enemy that has no borders and no home country.


    And the Americas it was the same all the countries banded together under a new flag The United Nations of America.


    After that i was conscripted into a newly formed special unit called the 54th Special Force Detachment aka "The Hell Raiders" our home base was a small island dead smck in the middle of the burmuda triangle.


    It didn''t matter which country in the americas you were from or which unit you belonged to, if you passed the screening and the assessment test you would be given all the latest and high tech gadgets and tools.


    Later on after completing the training faze you would be infuzed with a Direct Neural Interface or DNI for short. In layman''s term it is a special combat A.I chip inbedded in your brain.


    It allowed us to scan the battlefield advantageously by seeing information about the enemies their location, distance, type and if they are about to shoot, killzones, deployed grenades and warnings of comrads needing help.


    It also allowed us to process, store and analyze infromation at break neck speeds, and give us the appropriate action in situations.


    Other fuctions such as night vision, x-ray visions and so forth. After the surgery we were all ordered to link up to the private server of the military and synch all informations and data on it.


    Which was painful to say the least, everything from electronics engeneering, medical surgery, dna and gene therapy and alteration was directly download and transfered in our brain, we became genius savants, we knew everything about everything.


    We became killing machines, cold blooded and fearless, almost as if we were macines and not humans.


    Thinking about all of this brings some bad memories and also has made me realized that I am sick and tired of this world I wish I could just wake up in a different world and forge a path for myself under my own power and ideals not fight for some schmuck that sits behind a big desk and just give out orders.


    As the night fades so does my consciousness I fell into a brief sleep before I had to wake up and report to my assigned area.


    I woke to the sound of screaming and loud explosions I quickly hop out of my rack and put my gears on and right before I head out I slip on my good luck charm the ring of OZ.


    Right after I walk outside and ask for an assessment of the situation


    ¡°BOOM¡±


    Blackness I felt like I was hit by a wrecking ball and thrown back at least 100 feet back and I laid there in pain, my ears ringing and bleeding like a dying pig.


    How Ironic I was supposed to be flying home today...

 Chapter 01- The Awakening

    When Victor opened his eyes and stared at the ancient, deep and soothing sight. Looking up at this strange yet familiar sky, with a big bright moon staring back at him. His eyes revealed a hint of bitter frustration.


    ¡°To think that I survived!¡± Victor whispered in his heart. At that moment, his bitter smile vanished and a hint of a smile appears on the corner of his mouth.


    Quickly as the smile came it disappeared just as fast. Victor quickly sat up and it was all done by instinct in order to assess the situation and his mind was running in all cylinders trying to figure out where he was.


    ¡°In a hospital¡±


    ¡°In enemy hands¡±


    ¡°In the field¡±


    He quickly calmed down as he observe his surrounding, but was still apprehensive because it made no sense to him at all.


    ¡°I was in Iraq, sand filled hellhole where the fuck am I now¡± Victor screamed in his mind


    When he looked around him all he could see were lush green trees, that looked as if they could pierce the heavens itself, and around them thick bushes. But despite that the night cool air brought with it the natural and refreshing fragrance of the vegetation around him.


    Upon debating and making assumptions on where on God¡¯s green earth he is, a sudden sharp pain assaulted his head


    It was so severe that he thought he was going to die, and all of a sudden a rush of information, pictures, thoughts and voices appeared, as he was being assaulted in all fronts of his brain Victor once again fainted.


    His body could keep up with all this information, and gave up as if looking for an escape from all this pain. Though his body gave up Victor¡¯s mind and soul was enduring, because of his childhood and his military training he was well accustom to pain and how to turn off and endure.


    After what seems like an eternity, Victor for the second time woke but this time he was not confused nor was he anxious.


    With the smile on his face, he looks as if he was in the safest place in the world, and his eyes seems as if he was a planning something.


    While collapse he underwent what some might call soul synchronizing, you see the body he now possessed wasn¡¯t his original one it was that of a youth of fifteen years old.


    With a height of six foot and eight inches tall, and easily weighing two hundred and fifty pounds, his entire body was shockingly burly, blocks of muscles were stacked up high, and just by standing there, and he looked like a small mountain.


    With a sigh, victor started piecing together everything, and arranging his thoughts and the world he is currently in.


    After searching the memories of this body he discovered a few things


    This body once belong to a boy by the name of Wallace, and despite his size he was meek well-mannered boy, but in this world any signs of weakness paints a bulls-eye on your back.


    This world has no name unlike ¡°earth¡± or at least it wasn¡¯t given one, but the continent they¡¯re on is called Ogrun.


    And he is currently in the ¡°Dark forest¡± why you ask, well 2 miles south of the dark forest lays a village by the name of ¡°Berxley¡± where Wallace grew up in.


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    Wallace¡¯s parents died when he was a child, and he was raised in the local orphanage. Like all kids in the orphanage, he had to work the fields and do odd jobs to help with the financial situation of the said establishment.


    Wallace worked for the town chief, there was taught how to read write act and properly carry himself in order not to embarrass the chief.


    But Wallace was viewed as a curse child, why you might ask after his parents died a child at the orphanage who shared a room with him also died


    Then a few years after that a farmer who he was employed by also died, while working with Wallace although it was ruled as a heart attack the town blamed him for it nonetheless.


    So in order to give him a way to earn money the orphanage asked the chief to take him in as a glorified errand boy.


    While he worked for the chief he was also in charge of cleaning the library, and being curious and lonely he quickly became fond of books, so he read everything in that library from cover to cover, over and over again until he memorized them by heart.


    The village cheif is a retired magician, after suffering an injury during the last war his strenght dropped down to that of a pesudo-Adept from a level 4 Adept.


    His library was filled with books about magic and lores, and to a lonely kid like wallace it was heaven, he dreamt of going out and adventur0e, see the world and meet new people.


    He thought he was in heaven finally he wasn¡¯t being bullied, he was left alone, it was quiet only him and the books. But life had other plans for our young Wallace.


    Like it was customary to offer a blood sacrifice for the king of the forest every month the time came about again, and like always Wallace thought it was the same like every year a few dozen stags, rabbits, boars, and other small animals. But this time it was different.


    You see the town wanted to so desperately get rid of Wallace that they made him they this month¡¯s sacrifice.


    While Wallace was on his way to the orphanage from the chief¡¯s home, he was hit over the head with a club his assaulters thought he was dead and started laughing jeering and throwing insults at him


    While he was pretty messed up, he could still hear them and what they were saying and that is where and when discovered their plan.


    He was hog tied and dropped in the middle of the forest, after the villagers left he woke up and freed himself from the ropes with the help of the small blade he always keep in his pocket.


    He turned the opposite direction, and ran as fast as he could but after a while his injury caught up with him, and he fell down as his life slowly fainted away. But fate had it that at the same time Victor¡¯s soul was planted into this vessel.


    But still after relieving this Victor felt bad for the kid, maybe because of his own past, or maybe because he saw himself in this kid that he had a sudden burst of wanting to slaughter the entire village.


    But regardless he his him and vice versa and the only thing to do now is to survive and to leave this forest in one piece.

 Chapter 02-Problems and Solutions

    With his military training and the memories of Wallace he knew exactly what to do and was not a bit panicked, and just as he was about to make a move to leave this shit hole a sudden idea hit him


    ¡°Wait so this world has energy all around it¡± Victor shouted in his mind while a bright smile flashed on his face


    In this world the inhabitants cultivates the energy in the air and atmostphere into their bodies. And for warriors it was called ''Warrior Ki'' and for magicians ''spiritual energy''


    Every now and then there were those born with Dual cultivation abilities, also in this world Bloodline warriors are highly valuable, so much so that there are special exception for them, such as pardon for certain crimes commited.Those who can cultivate warrior and magician abilities were rare, to this date only the royal family consistantly produces dual cultivators.


    Those who were born with those two are coveted by all and specially the royal family going as far as giving nobility to commoners if they are found to be in possession of theses rare affinities.


    After going through all of his new memories, Victor started to plot on how to help the soul of the previous owner, in a way it was because of his shared pain and how he saw himself in him.


    ¡°If I start cultivating I will be able to avenge the little twerp faster but uhm¡­based on his memory Cultivation techniques and arts are expansive as hell and to walk the path of cultivation you need a shit load of money to buy the necessary herbs, pellets, and equipment¡±


    Victor sat there on the floor contemplating his options and mumbling and as time went about Victor kept on thinking trying to find a solution to his dilemma and began pacing back and forth he thought about this world¡¯s currency


    It was pretty basic really


    100 Copper = 1 Silver


    100 Silver = 1 Gold


    100 gold = 1 platinum


    Now that he got the currency system down and pack he has to find a way to earn them which keeps alluding him.


    While thinking a few ideas stood out but had one very major flaw in them cultivation, well you see in this world there are options for Mages


    If you are a mage one is to join one of the many branches of the magicians guild that is run by Magus familie there you get to go on quests, whether it be killing monsters to escorting merchants and their cargo or bandit exterminations you name it and it¡¯s available.


    If you are a Warrior your options is also to join one the branches of the Warrior guild, and like the mages you are sent on quests. But there is a second option too, it is to sell yourself to a powerfull family where you are given resources to further your cultivation for the price if working for that said family.


    Third option is to join the royal army and rise through the ranks and get a steady income, like the name implies it the army is under direct control of royal family that governs this country.


    Kingsley family has controlled this country since the arrival of the first man, and for centuries has kept this country at the top of all the others in this continent.


    And this generation it is known as the golden era of the Valhalleim Empire, why? you might ask.


    Well it is very simple really, because many geniuses walk freely amongst the crowded streets of the numerous cities belonging to the Empire.


    Big cities, medium sized cities, small sized cities where ever you go so called geniuses are spreading their wings and taking to the skies to cleaving a life with their own two hands


    Powerful magus with various and many secret arts belonging to different families can be seen everywhere.


    And finally third are the Academies. Yes the first Academies were created by the most loyal, dedicated and powerful members of the first king Hodor ¡°giantsbane¡± Kingsley''s generals.


    Hodor Kingsley was a massive man standing over seven feet tall and a powerful dual trainer (warrior/mage) who reached the Archmage rank and the sacred warrior rank simultaneously at the age of eighteen years old and united the land and created this country.


    And amongst his many followers stood the ten sovereign who by the decree of the king created the ten academies, but they wereforbidden from actually leading those said schools. because their strength was matched only by king Hodor himself those men were:


    1. Tar Parsok- White Valley Academy


    2. Renzu Zenkov- Golden Sands Academy


    3. Ferlork Quickfire- Manchester Academy


    4. Edmure Hartlow- Snowden Academy


    5. Barnard Avad- Holy Trinity Academy


    6. Otis Blackshield- Southhampton Academy


    7. Dennis Hawkmere- Breinwuth Academy


    8. Argo Azusa- Starfall Academy


    9. Christoph Gale- Mayfield Academy


    10. Damien Wilcox- Emerald Academy


    Afther creating those schools they were passed on to ten men of the kings choice, but those schools had signed a contract that states that they were in alliance with those familes who''s leaders created them.


    Originally there were eleven sovereign but after the unification of the country the last and eleventh protector went into seclusion deep into the frozen lands of the north and told the king before vanishing without a trace:


    ¡°Should the need ever arise contact me, and I shall once again stand at your side, and that will also be for my descendants¡±


    Instead of founding an academy like the others he instead settled for a Noble rank and was awarded the north as his land and his title was Archduke the highest ranking Noble aside from the Royal family.


    For his action during the war and for his selflessness he was name Lord Paramount of the North, and served the Kingsley¡¯s as warden of the north.


    His name was ¡°wolfstein Wallace¡±


    But soon after he disappeared, so has his bloodline. Due to his wishes to be left alone and not be disturbed unless in time of need nobody dared ventured in his territory to investigate.


    The north is cold and dangerous place, with some of the highest ranked demon beasts in all of the continent calling it home, it has been left untouched since the founding of the country.


    Under the first king, the Empire has been pushed towards unprecedented development of cultivation. While the ten academies were the cream of the crops and only accepted the best there also exist of institution that is focused towards nurturing Mages.


    Lesser schools were formed in order to help those less fortunate to attend the ten prestigious academies.


    Such a school was Oshwalts Academy it was always and constantly ranked eleventh on every ranking list since its foundation by the third king Murdock Kingsley.


    Noble families also pushed their descendant¡¯s down the path of warrior and magic, in order to strengthen they¡¯re social standings and boost they¡¯re fame.


    The Four highest titles of Nobility are


    ¡¤ Sovereign


    ¡¤ Archdukes


    ¡¤Grand Dukes


    ¡¤ Dukes


    The four mid titles are


    ¡¤ Viceroys


    ¡¤ Marqueeses


    ¡¤ Counts/Earls


    The two lowest titles are


    ¡¤ Viscounts


    ¡¤ Barons


    By rule of the first king there must always be ten families in each ranks


    Over fifty percent of the students at the Oshwalts Academy are from Noble families and the other fifty percent are from the common population.


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    And for the Ten Sects it matter not if you¡¯re from Noble background or common background there is one and only rule


    ¡°You will honor the sacrifice of those that have come before, you must strive to be the best and when called to arms you will fight and defend the land from it enemies¡±


    At the age of 7, all children of the empire are required to get tested, based on their results they are sorted out, and those amongst the commoners with talents are to join the academies or schools of their choice.


    Those without talent are either given a second choice to improve their cultivation or are to enter trade schools across the empire in order to learn a craft.


    Of course some fall in between the cracks and are not tested during the mandatory testing and are given until the age of fifteen to test again.


    Some kids either don¡¯t have energy weilding abilities, Wallace was one of those kids who didn¡¯t have a energy cultivation abilities at all, his body may have been physicaly impressive but he was only a normal human.


    Not only that his entire village was the same too. No one as managed to successfully cultivate and this village is isolated from the world and very few know of its existence.


    And they like to keep it that way for safety reasons, besides even if there was one they wouldn¡¯t of allowed him to practice it anyways.


    While contemplating and shooting blanks time and time again Victor sigh and said


    ¡°All this cultivation techniques, weapons, language, and terms are all identical to ¡°Gods fury¡± sigh if only I had the ¡°ring of OZ¡± with me I could have been cultivating and using my resources and weapons, hell id even use my house and the servants I had saved away in that thing FUCK MY LIFE¡±


    As Victor finished his sentence, a male voice with a British accent sounded in his head after the sound of a mechanical beep.


    ¡°Beep beep¡­initiating synching and downloading of files¡­.beep beep¡­..files uploading¡±


    ¡°Eh¡­.. Wait a minute that sounds like Jarvis¡­Noo oooo please tell me I am not dreaming please¡±


    You might be wondering who is this Jarvis well when you play the game Gods fury you are provided with an A.i chip in the console to help you along the way and when you get very powerful he is everything to you.


    Your personal butler, your friend and most importantly you¡¯re assistant he saves things you don¡¯t he pays attention to what you do not and he helps you get better.


    ¡°File are ready for usage please say your password now¡± (Jarvis)


    A smile appeared on Victors face as he said his password


    ¡°Vic97 Zulu Tango Foxtrot¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Password confirmed¡­welcome home master Victor¡± (Jarvis)


    ¡°Good to hear your voice again Jarvis¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Thank you master¡­Oh dear master it seems like your body has changed and you have also lost your power, while I may not be able to give you your old body back but I can get you everything else sire would you like me to synchronize your last saved level on this new body¡± (Jarvis)


    ¡°Why yes thank you Jarvis I would very much like that¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Please master Drakkar sit cross-legged we shall begin¡± (Jarvis)


    ¡°Sure no problem but jar please update the files I am no longer known as Victor Rahl Drakkar but now I am Victor Rahl Wallace¡­.(Victor)


    ¡°Yes understood sire¡± (Jarvis)


    ¡°Thank you¡± (Victor)


    (You are most welcome sire, now then updating files¡­done¡­synchronizing power levels to hosts body, begins in 3, 2, 1 ¡­ ) Jarvis


    An hour passed as I sat there as if I was in a dream all my files all my achievements all of my ¡­life is right here with I could keep it in and got a bid emotional.


    After a few minutes a blue hue radiated off Victor¡¯s body then was followed by a puff of steam coming out of every pores of his body.


    Another twenty minutes past and the steam ceased and a wide smile was plastered on Victors face as Jarvis¡¯s voice echoed in his head


    ¡°Synchronization is completed warrior energy level check, spiritual energy center check, energy vein check, all combat skills and non-combat skills are loaded and check, all statuses are green, you are good to go sire¡± (Jarvis)


    As soon as Jarvis finished Victor opened his eyes, and a thick and incredibly heavy killing intent seeped out of his boy his eyes were also different his irises were now blood red.


    But his killing intent kept on rising and showed that it wasn¡¯t no ordinary intent it was that of a warlord that had experienced thousands of battles and killed millions.


    Without a word he stood up and that massive figure of his fiercely stood up with a matchless ferocious aura


    Bang!!!


    Due to his sudden and fierce movement, the ground beneath his feet directly shattered, and a line of cracks instantly spread under his feet.


    In but a mere second, the crack stretched out to more than a kilometer in each direction and spider web cracks formed underneath his feet


    As he stood there observing the changes in his body due to the synchronization of his power with his current body.


    He realized the many changes first his already big frame had improved his bones, muscles, joints, and ligaments were all upgraded to the upmost perfection.


    Even if he was as big as a small mountain he was as fast as a cheetah and as agile as a dragonfly, his vision also improve and he now could rival a cockroach reaction time and they have one of the best in the animal kingdom hundredths of a second.


    And his earing became even more developed and would also rival a bat.


    He now had an incomparably huge figure. His entire body was as robust as a monster, every muscle on his body was bulging high up, and glistened with a luster which only metals could have.


    Just by merely looking at them, it could be imagined just how frightening of a strength was being hidden in each of them.


    And just like the Overlord has returned, if this new was to be known it would shake the entire continent a fifteen year old level 10 Archmage and as well as a level 10 Sacred warrior.


    Impossible, wrong, and people would even call you a liar.


    The five mage ranks are as follows:


    ¡¤ Associates


    ¡¤ Apprentices


    ¡¤ Acolytes


    ¡¤ Adepts


    ¡¤ Archmages


    The seven warrior ranks are also similar as those the mages and are as follows:


    ¡¤ Fighter


    ¡¤ Demon Warrior


    ¡¤ Demon Rider


    ¡¤ Demon Slayer


    ¡¤ Demon Destroyer


    ¡¤ Soul Knight


    ¡¤ Sacred Warrior


    With a flick of his hand a set of plain black tactical combat shirt, pants, boots and an all black odachi appeared in front of Victor and in his hand a black colored wedding ring.


    After getting changed he now looked apart, not only because of his height and impressive muscles, but because of his handsome face


    His red eye and long black hair tied in a ponytail and with both sides and back shaved leaving only the top half with hair, couple with his light smile, the amiable aura that exhumed from him and his ramrod straight posture, there were no woman who wouldn¡¯t look twice his way.


    He slipped the ring on and that overly oppressive intent that leaked from him from time to time diminished, you that ring was a seal.


    He went from a level 10 Archmage/ Sacred warrior to a level 8 apprentice/ warrior, who had just awekened his bloodline, according to his knowledge gain from Wallace being anywhere near his previous level was unheard of at his age.


    Being a begining mage at his age is considered sup par anywhere above that is being a genius and there exists a few genius from the ten large sects who are at that level but there are all a few years older than he currently is, and they can all be counted in one hand.


    he looked at the black odachi in his hands and drew it out of its scabbard the blade was pitch black as if darkness had been trapped within


    A slight smile crept on his handsome face as he sheathed the blade, he was happy, as if he was a child who had received his birthday present early.


    He looked to the north and started walking in that direction, leaving everything behind.

 Chapter 03-building blocks

    ***Northern fort***


    ***Oymyakon***


    ***Princess Anastasia Kingsley POV***


    ¡°What the Demon beasts have already making their move¡± (Anastasia)


    ¡°Yes, my lady¡± (Guard)


    ¡°*sigh*¡­.. Why now, of all time huh old man Roy¡± (Anastasia)


    ¡°Well they¡¯re beasts they move on pure instinct and are very unpredictable. Besides Princess please I beg of you in public don¡¯t call me by my nickname, I have a reputation to maintain *sigh*¡­.you were so different when you were younger, seriously what happened to you? ¡± (Roy)


    ¡°Yes, yes, yes I apologize Sir Roy Norton¡± (Anastasia)


    Roy Norton is an old man with a large body frame, with thin gray mustache and a long full beard. Off duty he has a relaxed, almost lax personality.


    He also always had a calm look on his face, even laughing and joking whenever possible, even when was troubled.


    He is abnormally strict when it comes to his own family, or his students hence why he is always a pain in my ass.


    While the scout returned and delivered their report, old man Roy and I were sitting in the tent discussing our plans for this hunt and how to quickly and efficiently wrap this up.


    Every year around this time in the Northern lands every beast meet up and form a horde and March south in order to find food.


    We don¡¯t know why or how they came to this agreement but it is real, they call it the ¡°the beast festival¡± and like always the royal family is tasked to prevent it from causing major damage.


    This year I was selected as the representative of the royal family, as the youngest daughter and child of the king and queen I am ready to make a name for myself and step out of my siblings shadows.


    You see my siblings are all extremely talented


    My oldest brother Damian Kingsley. Who is currently twenty-three years old is heralded as a prodigy that comes once every century and is both a Bloodline warrior and as well as a dual trainer, currently a level 2 Apprentice and a level 9 demon warrior. He is tied with the young master of the Quickfire house ¡°James Quickfire¡± for number one of his generations.


    My oldest sister Alexandra Kingsley. Who is the second child of royal family is also a prodigy in her own right. At twenty-one years old she is often overshadowed by my oldest brother¡¯s exploits but do not take this as a sign of weakness. She is a level 1 Apprentice, and blessed with exceptional beauty and power. she is also knowns as the most beautifull woman of our generation, she also is currently engaged to James Quickfire.


    My second brother and third child of the royal family is the ¡°Grim Reaper¡± Dante Kingsley. He is a three thousand-man commander in the Royal Army. He¡¯s eighteen years old, and like may oldest brother a dual trainer he is a level 9 fighter and as well as a level 6 Associate.


    He is not only blessed with a brilliant military mind and being a dual trainer, but he too is a Bloodline warrior like my eldest brother.


    And then there¡¯s me Anastasia Kingsley fifteen years old and a and i was barely a level 2 Associate at that, I am the black sheep of our family. I am all in all an average mage.


    Or so I feel, being an advance acolyte at this age would be considered good in some noble families and even great in midst of the common people but for I, a member of the royal family I bring only shame.


    My family dotes on me and do not push me they even think my cultivation is great and baby me, but for I it is a shame.


    Why must I be weak, why can I not be like elder sister, why can I not rival elder brother and challenge myself in the fields of battle and death?


    Why must I have been born ordinary in a family that is so unordinary? Noticing my displeasure through my cold and indifferent attitude Roy spoke


    ¡°Thank you for the report, to may take your leave.¡± (Roy Norton)


    ¡°Yes sir¡± (Guard)


    ¡°Well it is what it is, now we must prepare a counter measure for this newly developed situation. Any ideas princess¡± (Roy Norton)


    ¡°I think we should set up a line of defense with our shield units, putting our heavy cavalry right behind them and supporting them with long range attacks from our archers would be good¡± (Anastasia)


    ¡°uhmm¡­yes that would be the best solution at the moment, but know this well our casualties will not be in any form light¡± (Roy Norton)


    ¡°Understood, but what choice do we have at this point *sigh* we came three weeks then usual appointed time before those beast start rampaging, in order to prepare and dig trenches, to set up traps in attempt to slow and kill a significant amount of beast and force them to retreat but who would have guess that they would also push up their time table¡± (Anastasia)


    The room stayed quiet for a while longer as if both individuals were formulating a plan B, and just as it reached its peak.


    All hell broke loose¡­


    *** Ice Hell***


    ***Victor¡¯s POV***


    On the ice and snow field that stretches for thousands of miles. A silhouette was moving, and if you looked at it carefully, it resembled a small moving mountain.


    To anybody else every step would have appeared extremely difficult, but he walks leisurely like he isn¡¯t affected in the slightest


    Facing the direction of the wind, he continuously advances forward with deep and determined steps.


    The month is July, and it should be a scorching summer. But here, there is goose feathered snowflakes swirling around in the whole sky.


    Between heaven and earth is a vast expanse of whiteness. It goes as far as the eye can see, not knowing east and west, unable to distinguish north and south.


    Victor finally understood why the North has been nicknamed ¡°Ice Hell¡± and why people never ventured past the border town of


    Oymyakon


    Oymyakon was a small town population of ten thousand-six hundred and fifty. Although it was classified as a town, it was a military fort built to protect as a line of defense from the beast hordes.


    As soldiers were stationed there, some of them has spent their entire life in this one outpost. So the empire allowed those soldiers to move their families there in hopes of boosting their morale.


    So out of this number of population ten thousand of them are soldiers while the rest are civilians.


    It¡¯s been 6 days since Victor left the forest, and made his way north, on his way he encountered many demon beast and slaughtered them all in one swing of his sword. You might ask why? Why would he go and waste his time and go there? Well it¡¯s fairly simple for a Legacy.


    His legacy


    He made his way deeper into the north the bone-chilling north wind whistles, engulfing and sweeping the large snow around him.


    With the assistance of Jarvis he found the remains of Wolfstein Wallace inside of a cave deep within the mountains, and right next to him the remains of a dead beast.


    After searching his remains he found a space ring and inside of it riches and cultivation and healing pellets, books, artifacts and most importantly a bunch of family heirlooms that should be passed down from generations to generations in order to identify them as a member of the Wallace family.


    The necklaces were made with a gold chain and the pendants were round with the symbol of a white direwolf with a black field in the backgrounds.


    The direwolf sigils were made of diamonds the black field were carve out of onyx and the pendants themselves was made out of platinum.


    Victor found out that the currency he used in Gods fury were exactly like that of this world. Though through Wallace¡¯s memories he knew that beforehand, he couldn¡¯t shake the fear that it could be wrong.


    The amount of coins in the space ring could be considered a fortune and would rival that of any of the big academies.


    But to victor they were nothing but pocket money, the vast amount of money and fortuned he amassed in the game could classify him as a God.


    The cultivation techniques were also considered low by his standards, but again in this world they were precious artifacts.


    You see the art of cultivating was easy, just simply sit crossed legged and meditate by drawing world energy of the surroundings into your by then transforming it into warrior energy.


    Do that long enough and you will reach the apex of fighter realm. But after that you will need to follow a specific cultivation plan and an energy array in order to advance to Demon warrior realm.


    If you do not have any of those, then you will remain a fight and be unable to advance further, should you be dumb enough to attempt any other methods of advancements in many instances the cultivator dies from the strong backlash and has all of his organs obliterated.


    Those few lucky ones end up being crippled, or loses their ability to ever cultivate again. There are 110 energy point in warriors body cultivation techniques help open them, they are classified into two categories


    ¡¤ Generalized


    ¡¤ Specialized


    The generalized ones are simply a guide in order to help people cultivate they awakene betwenn 10 to 20 energy points in the body, but the specialized ones are different some are classified by certain affinities and have a guide in order to help cultivators with their specific ,body type and specialization,they are classified by ranks


    ¡¤ Low


    ¡¤ Middle


    ¡¤ High


    Depending on the rank, it opens up between 10 to 15 for lows, 16 to 20 for middle, and from 21 to so on, the royal families is said to be in posession of a cultivation method that opens up 85 energy points and helps one fight on par with stronger cultivators, improve your control over warrior energy or spiritual energy, and so on.


    But to victor those were cheap thrash because in the game he collected every single books on cultivation and they¡¯re classification ranks were


    ¡¤ Rare (25-45)


    ¡¤ Unique (46-66)


    ¡¤ Legend (67-87)


    ¡¤ Mythological (88-108)


    ¡¤ Saint (109-110 with an additional ability)


    ¡¤ Immortal (110 with five additional special abilities)


    So comparing them to what he had in his inventory was like comparing a Ford Pinto with Bugatti Veyron it just wasn¡¯t¡­fair period case close.


    Those cultivation and healing pellets also followed the same ranking systems as the specialized cultivation methods.


    Low, middle, high but in the game they followed these classifications Rare, unique, legend grade


    Comparing them to what he had was like putting a goat next to a supermodel for your wife. You get how unfair that one is right¡­.do you need any more details on this subject.


    After giving him and the beast a proper burial, Victor used some of other skills he had accumulated in the game, and he started building himself a castle.


    In order to sell his background story he first needed to establish proofs, and for that he needed a base of operation and a family.


    With the use of the ¡°Architect¡± skill he used the soil, nearby trees and built a massive castle with large towering and imposing walls.


    The castle was built and modeled after Neuschwanstein castle in Germany, being from a different time and epoch Victor naturally made it modern with revolutionary technical conveniences.


    Running water on all floors. There were toilets equipped with automatic flushing on every floor. A warm air heating system for the entire building.


    The castle is the embodiment of 19th century romanticism. In a fantastical imitation of a medieval castle.


    Just like the Neuschwanstein the castle was a set with towers and spires and is spectacularly sited on a high point with full military barracks located on each sides.


    In the back of the castle was river, it added to the beauty and fairy tale like feeling that this castle exuded.


    Electrical power and a lighting system were also added, they were made from the glands of a lightning dragon and made into the energy core for the entire compound.


    Hot water, dish machines, washing machines you name it, it was added in the castle. Quite frankly only the exterior looked like a medieval castle.


    This castle was so large that you could fit an island into it and still had space to spare.


    The road leading to the castle was paved with marble and on each sides tall pine trees stood high and mighty.


    After stepping beyond the Main gate much like the previous pavement, it carved with marbles and on each side was a lawn which was groomed meticulously.


    The lawn was framed with big trees that had been groomed into squares, and jade statues could be seen placed in the middle of the lawns.


    Behind the beautiful landscape was the main building which was adorned with gold on all the pillars. Demon beasts had been carved into the frames and statues of beasts had been created from marble and more jade.


    The entrance door was carved out Jade and Onyx with gold nobs and handles. The sigil of house Wallace was carved on each sides out diamonds and had red ruby¡¯s for eyes.


    The main hall was a massive, it was decorated with painting, artifacts and the likes. Entrance hall had a set of stairs going up six stories high.


    The handrail to the staircase was made out of solid gold, with Onyx gems running alongside the rails and the stairs themselves carved from beautiful marble.


    Door made from marbles and covered with Jades for nobs and decorating it with a massive carving of a direwolf.


    The castle had one hundred and three rooms and bathrooms, a training court, a massive workout gym five swimming pools, a military storage facility, an armory, a treasury, a medical ward, an alchemy lab, a food storage facility, an underground parking for carriages, and an amphitheater.


    Satisfied with his creation Victor use Jarvis and transferred all of his personal army that was saved in the Ring of OZ.


    In total an army of eighty thousand soldiers stood in at attention in front of him, there white wolf helmet and armor shone under the sun. This army consisted of six dual trainer generals of level 5 Archmages/ level 5 Sacred warriors leading ten thousand dual trainer men each. The lowest ranked soldier in this army was a level 3 Adept/ level 3 Demon slayer.


    After that he assigned their roles and stations, then proceeded to also summon his butlers and maids in order to man this massive mansion.


    These butlers and maids were not your typical run of the mill servant they were NPC¡¯s created from his game days and were all combat servants


    And just like his soldiers they were strong and the lowest ranked warrior servant was also a level 3 Demon Slayer and for the weakest mage they were also at the level 3 Adept also, being a bit OCD he made everybody was arond the same level of power.


    Victor decided that the first character he needed was his ¡°grandfather¡± so he asked Jarvis to bring him out after altering his memories a bit.


    Then for his Mother and Father Victor once again used Jarvis to bring them out. You see back when he played the game he created parents and a grandfather for himself since his real parents didn¡¯t provide him with love and he never knew his grandparents.


    Then he would get it somewhere else, his so called Grandfather is a tall man and has red eyes, characteristic of his family, as well as white hair with black lines going back into the hair at the temples has slicked back hair.


    He has a full beard with black hair covering from his chin to his lower lip while the rest of his beard is fully white.


    He appears to be an older made obvious by the wrinkles on his face, but he has a muscular physique and it expanded when he uses his weapon or enters combat.


    He is dressed sharply in an all-black suit with a white bowtie. He is using a walking stick with a white wolf head and wearing a monocle over his left eye.


    His name was now ¡°William Wallace¡± a level 10 Archmage/ level 10 Sacred Warrior amd a Direwolf bloodline warrior to boot, with a sly smile Victor realized that he was building the most OP army in history. From his days in the frontlines he realized that having the most fire power does not hurt but could come in handy in tough times.


    While he exhumes the air of a caring, loving grandfather and that of a loving teacher. On the battle field he was once called the


    ¡°demon king Wallace¡±


    He was known to all in the game for his tough personality and that right or wrong would be decided with a finger. Those who violate his command, regardless of status, be they royalty, generals, children from the first-rate families, child of a phoenix or even the grandchild of a dragon, all shall be killed without exception.


    And in combat his motto was ¡°No retreat, No surrender, No prisoners, No mercy¡± after he was brought out Victor had a small conversation with him, after which he walked into the castle with a smile on his face.


    Now Victor had time for his mother and father, with a flash two individuals stood in front of him a man and woman in full hiking gears.


    They were obviously his parents


    His father is a huge, extremely muscular man with red eyes and a large build with long black hair and a goatee.


    He has a humble and kind personality to those around him, he neither cares about fame nor glory he has a strong sense of comradery and honor


    The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.


    But on the battlefield he is a fearless and war-hungry man and a brilliant general


    As a strategist though, he is shown to be ruthless to his enemies and willing to go to any means for victory.


    With the help of Jarvis he was able to change his name and tweaked his memories to adjust and adapt to this world


    His name was now ¡°Wilhelm Wallace¡± and just like his grandfather he too was a dual trainer and a Direwolf bloodline warrior, but he was only a level 3 Sacred Warrior/ level 3 Archmage


    And as for his mother she is a tall, busty, well-proportioned and extremely beautiful woman with long black, and deep blue eyes. She has a kind, easy going personality that attracts those near her.


    However, while on the battlefield, she is known to be aggressive, often ordering her troops to kill all the enemies and ruthlessly charging in herself.


    Her name was now ¡°Raven Wallace¡± she ublike the others was only an Archmage and not a dual trainer


    ¡°Father, Mother welcome back¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Ah Vic yea thanks your mother and I had a nice little vacation¡± (Wilhelm)


    ¡°Yes we did thanks for holding the fort down in our absence Vicky¡± (Raven)


    ¡°No problem, as a matter of fact it was my pleasure. Any way why don¡¯t we go inside you guys must be tired¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Sure, why not¡± (Raven)


    ¡°I¡¯m all for it¡± (Wilhelm)


    By tweaking their memories a bit Victor made them think they went into a hiking trip in the northern mountains that surrounded their castle.


    ¡°Mother, Father I know that you guys just came back but this unfilial son has a selfish request to ask of you¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Victor, the heavens have gifted me with the perfect son and I am by far the proudest and happiest dad in these lands, whatever you ask of me if it is in my power then it shall be done. So speak your mind my son¡± (Wilhelm)


    ¡°Your father is right and I feel the same way too¡± (Raven)


    Even though they were nothing but a fiction of his imagination and a creation to fill a void left by his real family, Victor couldn¡¯t help but get a bit emotional.


    ¡°Thank you, what I would like to ask is if it would be possible for me to go to a trip and see the continent or even travel to the capital city and enroll in the Academy and I have also asked grandfather about it and he seems to agree ¡± (Victor)


    ¡°HAHAHA that¡¯s it, son I thought you were going to ask for something extraordinary, hahaha, sure why not son those bastards in the capital must think our family is nothing but a myth, why not wake them up a bit, I agree ¡° (Wilhelm)


    ¡°Victor baby go and have fun you¡¯ve been locked up in the north for far too long go and spread your wings, you never know you might find your intended.¡± (Raven)


    Victor was feeling a bit confused with his mother¡¯s words and instantly cursed Jarvis in is mind, to which Jarvis proceeded to laugh, clearly delighted in Victors troubles.


    ¡°Oh yea where is Father by the way I haven¡¯t seen him yet?¡± (Wilhelm)


    ¡°Right here sonny¡± (William)


    With a gentle yet firm voice William spoke to his son.


    ¡°Father it¡¯s been awhile, nice to see you¡± (Raven)


    ¡°Good to see you to Raven, you seem to be getting more and more beautiful with each day¡± (William)


    With a beaming smile Raven answered his compliments. I mean which woman wouldn¡¯t appreciate a compliment.


    ¡°Thank you Father¡± (Raven)


    ¡°Hey see and I tell you this every day, maybe now you will believe me. Oh by the way father what¡¯s with the outfit are you going somewhere?¡± (Wilhelm)


    ¡°Ah that, yes sonny as a matter of fact I am. I will be traveling with Victor, it has been ages since I let those old bones out¡± (William)


    ¡°ohh¡± (Wilhelm + Raven)


    Using the excuse of needing to go pack Victor made a quick trip inside the castle to finish with his plan of building a safe haven


    After filling the treasury with money and other valuables, the armory with low to high level weapons and armors, the food bank with meats of beasts and vegetables and other provisions that will last them at least a hundred plus years.


    Victor said his good byes to his family and made his way down south in order to experience a new adventure.


    After walking for a while victor and his grandfather stopped and with a pondering expression on his face Victor asked Jarvis a question.


    ¡°Jarvis you said that all of my inventory is intact right?¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Yes sire¡± (Jarvis)


    ¡°Ok please do me favor and take out a special ring and ¡°the Direwolf Tyrant egg¡± (Victor)


    ¡°Beep¡­.beep task confirmed¡­initializing¡­task completed¡± (Jarvis)


    In Gods Fury, there was a feature known as the ¡®familiar system¡¯ that allowed players to permanently tame a special monster and use them as a sort of partner or pet.


    The method to obtain them would vary but for the most part every time a monster was defeated there was a very small chance that it would drop an ¡®egg¡¯ that could be used to awaken that monster and it would become the player¡¯s companion.


    And the monster Victor took out was a Tyrant realm direwolf king. Just like humans, demon beast also cultivated. And there ranking was slightly different from that of humans.


    They followed a different ranking system then humans did the source of their power came from they energy cores


    1. Green


    2. Orange


    3. Purple


    4. Blue


    5. Brown


    6. Red


    7. Silver


    8. Gold


    9. Onyx


    10. Diamond


    Beasts had the possibility of breaking into a level highly then humans due to their core and it was called


    11. Tyrant


    A tyrant beast was the apex of their races and according to Wallace¡¯s memories every one of the 10 great Family master have a tyrant realm familiar beast and is the sigil of their house.


    Tyrant realm beasts are immortal unlike human cultivators and are also extremely loyal to their masters, they will remain loyal to the descendants of their first master as if it was their duty.


    The Ten great families¡¯ sigils and beast are


    ¡¤ Parsok- Poison Wyverm


    ¡¤ Zenkov- Sand Scorpion


    ¡¤ Quickfire- Flamed Phoenix


    ¡¤ Hartlow- Thunder Unicorn


    ¡¤ Avad- Lava Cerberus


    ¡¤ Blackshield- Rock Bison


    ¡¤ Hawkmere- White Hawk


    ¡¤ Azusa- Leviathan


    ¡¤ Gale- Water Gorilla


    ¡¤ Wilcox- Lightning Flash Tiger


    Because wolfstein Wallace was originally one of the Sovereign he too had a tyrant beast and according to the legend it was a white Direwolf but was never proven.


    Throughout the whole ordeal William didn¡¯t even flinch let alone made a noise, all this was familiar to him a was even bored looking at the procedure.


    After Jarvis took out the items requested Victor slipped the ring on his left hand ring finger and place the egg on the snow and pour a bit of mana in it.


    Almost immediately after the egg glowed then shattered, a 15 feet wide and nearly 20 feet long white wolf with Blood red eyes, shard teeth capable of piercing through anything and dangerous looking black claws with enough force will render any and all that stood in its way mere scraps emerged.


    An Almost suffocating and heavy aura which gave off a feeling like the earth was swallowing you. As if it recognized its master it bowed to Victor.


    ¡°From this day forward you shall be called ¡®Ghost¡¯ and you will be my familiar¡± (Victor)


    A voice sounded in Victor¡¯s head, it sounded like rocks grinding together, with extra bass.


    ¡°From this day forward I shall be your servant¡± (Ghost)


    As if the Heavens had acknowledged their pack a brutal terrifying oppressive aura that reeked of blood and carnage assaulted the entire Northern plains stretching for thousands and thousands of miles.


    Gripped with fear every beasts whether hibernating or not felt it and were terrified, their instincts kicked in and warned them that the ¡°Overlord¡± has awakened and they should hurry up and pay their respects.


    In a frenzied panic every beasts made a beeline to Victor and William¡¯s position, their previous plans to assault the town fell as if it was an afterthought.


    Led by the three Lords of the North the beasts filled rank and arrived in a timely fashion as if scarred they will be slaughtered if they were being disrespectful.


    Victor stood there with Ghost on his left side and William on his right side with a smile on his face waiting for all the beasts to arrive, clearly he had achieved his desired outcome.


    With a mere minute of waiting all the beasts arrived and lined up and bowed to Ghost, their minds were running at a millions miles per hour trying to figure out who and what was the identity of this Overlord and these humans at its side.


    Clearly the two men were just as dangerous as that Demon who stood next to them.


    With a voice full of authority Ghost spoke to all beast present


    ¡°I am the Tyrant of the north the Direwolf king and this is my territory, I have been absent for a while and seems like you guy have been running rampant and became cocky. Humph you three so called ¡°Lord¡± have the balls to rule and make factions in MY territory¡± (Ghost)


    ¡°I AM THE SUPREME MASTER OF ALL THE NORTHERN BEASTS, I AM THE GREAT DESTROYER, THE TAKER OF LIFE, IT IS MY MASTER¡¯S WILL AND MINE THAT YOUR FACTIONS AND EVERYONE IN IT BE ANNIHILATED¡±


    With the raise of his voice, terror griped every beast present and sent shock waves in every direction, some of the weaker beasts couldn¡¯t take it and fainted. Who knew if it was from fear or from difference in power levels.


    But one thing that they all knew was that death was here and that there was nothing that could save them from it.


    ***Northern fort***


    ***Oymyakon***


    ***Princess Anastasia Kingsley POV***


    All of a sudden an incredible pressure assaulted us. No it assaulted the entire Northern plains, it was terrifying as if you were being pressed by the weight of the deep sea.


    Right after that an incredible blood lust filled the sky, and as if it was the end of the world the previously blue azure sky turned blood red.


    I was petrified I sat where I was shacking, unable to even lift a finger or breathe for that manner. And from a distance of a few miles, you could hear the wails and screams of demon beasts.


    They too was scared of what had released that pressure, and for the span of a mere minute the pressure subsided and eventually died down.


    I was stunned, shocked and most of all petrified. What kind of monsters are up against here, on the report we received the land of the north has 3 diamond ranked beast.


    A glacier bear, an ice badger, and a frostback lynx. Those are the 3 most powerful beasts in the north, whatever that was it¡¯s a whole level higher then what any diamond ranked beast could ever dare compete with.


    ¡°ALL SOLDIERS ITS TIME TO MOVE OUT, WE CAN NOT WAIT ANY LONGER, MY BROTHERS WE ALL FELT THAT PRESSURE, AND WE ALL KNOW THAT WHAT IS OUT THERE IS A MONSTER BEYOND OUR WILDEST DREAM, BUT IF WE DO NOT DO SOMETHING ABOUT, THEN THE ENTIRE NORTHERN EREA WILL BE DESTROYED BY THOSE RETCHED BEASTS, YOUR WIVES, KIDS, AND ALL YOUR LOVED ONCES WILL KILLED. THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE WITH ME THEN LINE UP AND WE MOVE OUT IN 5 MINUTES.¡± (Roy Norton)


    With loud booming voice old man Norton pulled me out of my terrified state and gave courage to face my dilemma.


    As expected from him, an iron willed general with a sense of duty. Old man Norton was born a commoner but after his test, they discovered his talent. He was Dual trainer, and after he was enrolled into the Oshwalts academy, he was given the title of Baron and lands by my grandfather the previous king.


    After graduating from the Oshwalt Academy he joined the military and quickly rose through the ranks and earned himself the title of general.


    He befriended my father during their days as students and became great friends despite their social differences.


    And when I was seven years old, I expressed my desire to learn the way of the sword and hand-to-hand combat, my father asked him for a favor, to my surprise he quickly accepted.


    Since then he thought me the way of combat, military strategies, and the likes, he became almost like a family member to me.


    And thanks to his quick response all the soldiers were able to calm down. Within a few minutes they were all lined and ready to mobilize with fire burning deep in their eyes.


    I got on my horse and made my way to old man Norton who was at the fore front of the army, as he saw me approach a weird expression painted his face.


    I already knew what he was about to say and before he even had the time to open his mouth I rejected it by speaking


    ¡°Don¡¯t say it old man I was tasked to handle this matter just like my brothers and sister before me, so shut it and lets move time is running out¡± (Anastasia)


    ¡°*sigh* what did I ever do wrong for you to turn out like this¡­I swear this girl will be the death of me some day *sigh* not on the battlefield nor by the hands of my enemies but by a damn heart attack worrying about her¡±


    Old man Norton started mumbling under his breath or so he thought, but clearly that was not the case because right after he finished Anastasia chided him


    ¡°Can¡¯t you be any quieter old man seriously I can hear you and so can all the soldiers¡± (Anastasia)


    ¡°*sight*¡­ never mind OPEN THE GATES¡± (Roy Norton)


    We watched as the gates rose and slowly the cold and ruthless winds of the north slowly assaulted us until they moved like blades of ice ready to take our lives


    ¡°ALL UNITS FORWARD¡± (Roy Norton)


    Every soldier let out a blood curling roar and we all at the same time rode forward towards the beast horde.


    In less forty minutes we arrived at the area the beast horde were rendezvousing and we were planning on catching them off guard to increase our chances of winning but scene that greeted our eyes was that of a nightmare.


    It was a mass grave with thousands of corpses everywhere, a lifeless land. Blood guts spilled everywhere and the white snow


    was now crimson red. It¡¯s as if a bloodthirsty monster had rampaged his way from hell itself.


    Fear gripped the hearts of every soul present, old man Norton included, as he could not control his body and kept shivering.


    We were no better I kept smelling a pungent odor of ammonia, I quickly realized that some of our weaker soldiers had lost their control over their bodies.


    Who could blame them, but what was even more terrifying was what stood in front of us, what caused this massacre.


    In front of us stood a massive white wolf, looked as if it was carved from diamonds and had red ruby like eyes.


    But it emitted a vicious and blood curling aura, just standing a few feet away from it was enough to paralyze your body, freeze your blood and have your hair stick on end.


    I have seen Tyrant beasts before, when I was a kid my father would take me to the ten sects and we would play with the kids.


    One of our favorite hobbies was playing with their tyrant beasts, but this is on a new level this was pure malice, unrestrained fury, the sheer will to crush,slice and slay any and everything in its path.


    Why, why has this monster showed up, why is it that I am so unlucky. In my first suppression mission and I run into this calamity.


    I bit my lower lip, unwilling to accept it, slowly my mouth was assaulted with the taste of iron. Only then did realized that I was bleeding.


    That bit my lip so hard that I drew blood. As if he sensed fear or smelled the blood, the massive wolf turned its head in our direction.


    Its red murderous sharp gaze caused everyone to start screaming and panicking. ¡®This where it all ends¡¯ was the thought of every men present.


    ¡°Now, now that¡¯s it calm down ghost they¡¯re not enemies but allies¡±


    A soft caring yet firm voice sounded out from the side of the wolf, and tall muscular teen and old man of the same stature and built came into view.


    As if he was a god from up high the wolf bowed it head to him and his murderous aura disappeared like it never existed at all.


    While still shacking and quacking in fear old man Norton managed to ask


    ¡°w¡­wh..Who are you people?¡± (Roy Norton)


    The older gentleman with a dignified, and air of nobility spoke with a calm smiling, yet not entirely smiling face.


    ¡°Hello there, now it is not that I am being rude but I think it is common courtesy to give your name before asking others for theirs¡±


    From this you could tell he was very displeased with our attitude. Still shacking I answered the best I could


    ¡°My name is Anastasia Kingsley, second princess of the Empire and this is general Roy Norton. Might I ask who do I have the honor of speaking to?¡± (Anastasia)


    ¡°Finally people with some manners, or I should say as expected of a true lady and a princess. My name is Archduke William Wallace former head of the Wallace family, this is my grandson Victor Wallace, and Ghost our tyrant beast. It is our pleasure to meet you my lady¡± (William)


    As if it was practiced or just came out a fantasy, the two gentlemen bowed to me in a perfect and flawless manner.


    Even the wolf nodded its head to me in confirmation of acknowledgement.


    ¡°Eh¡­¡± (Anastasia)


    Wait what did they just said, Wallace family, Archduke, tyrant beast.


    WHAT?????


    ________________________________________________________________________________________________________


    Authors note


    Ok so some of those beast''s are either from the old Tv show Beyblade or from Digimon :"> lol i used to watch that show with my lil brother every saturday while babysitting him.


    So some of you will notice a hell of alot of errors and its because my editor quit on me so he can spend his time playing pokemon go -_- i shit you not ppl.


    he has been sitting on this chapter for one week and hasnt done squat and today he emailed me saying he will no longer be editing.


    and i there you have it

 ** NOTICE**

    Hey guys Romeo here im the author so just a heads up about what has been going on these few months and why not updates so here we go


    i got severely sick about 8 months ago after coming back from a party, ended up in the ER and when i woke i saw my family crying. i didnt know what the heck was going


    i thought i dranked way to much alcohol and gave them a scare, if only it was so simple. so the doctor comes in and tells me i have stage 2 leukemia....


    Yeaaaa i was shocked to say the least, in my head i though that this was joke, i was thinking c''mon im only 21 i just applied for the military and i have my whole life ahead of me


    Why now, why me. so the doctor goeas on about treatment and risks, Pros cons blah blah blah and life expectancy. basicaly my chances weren''t looking to good.


    my dad was diagnosed with hodgkins lymphoma 5 years ago and he survived and being the badass he is told me i beat it so will you and as my son i forbid to look and think like a loser because if you do you will be oneDid you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.


    (seriously who says shit like this?????? thanks pops)


    after a few days of basicaly being scared and secretly crying i said fuck it crying aint gunna do shit so lets fight it and after talking with the parents we went the chemo way.


    ...going through chemo is pure torture, let me rephrase that its the side effects that are the problems constantly alternating between hot and cold, your fingers being overly sensitive to the point of hurting, being always nauscious, your hair falling off, your sking being dry and cracking, severe stomach pain, vomiting.


    and the worst is the severe headaches i get at night. yea not fun at all. so anyways back to the story lol my grandma being grandma forbade me to use electronics (seriously) so my laptop was confiscated and could only use my phone in case of emergencies (lol ha gma said those will make me worst lol)


    any way should things work out i will drop a few chapters, honestly ive been reading a ton of books from my uncles library and i thought of re writing this novel if you want to vote on it please do thank u and sorry

 Chapter 04-Playball

    "WE ARE HERE YOU FUCKING DUNGBEETLES" (Forster)


    Upon hearing this shout i open my eyes, and i try to adjust my eyesight as quickly as possible. unlike me several other youths are groaning and moaning, clearly unhappy about the sudden disruption of they''re sweet dreams.


    My eyes land on a massive man. His defining features were a pair of thick eyebrows and the shining, luxurious, silver armor he was wearing. His bulky muscles were so large they looked to be trying to burst from his armor.


    His name was Forster he is from the Hellman family a famous warrior family from the Calisota state, one of the nine states of the extreme southern parts of the Valhalleim empire.


    If one were to look at the map, you would find that Calisota was last of the nine states, and was the one closest to the border between the Valhalleim empire, and the Konsatine Empire.


    In the beginning the Konsantine Empire was only compromise of a bunch of large wild barbarian tribes, but after Hodor Valhalleim Kingsley smashed foes after foes in route to build himself an Empire, in one of these small tribes a chief saw danger, one that none of his contemporaries failed to notice.


    Between the two Empires lies a desolate peice of land that stretches 277 miles, that erea is called the desolate battlefield. The terrain is uneven, extremely cold at times, and brutally hot in others.


    Caves, shrubs, quicksand, ditches, poisonous animalsand plants, you name it and they lives there. Knowing that this place existed chief Rohard Royce knew that after Hodor had conquered the rest of the lands he would soon turn his eyes on them.


    But the desolate land would at best slow them down maybe a year or two, so while Hodor was slaying and taking names. Rohard did some of his own, in the two years that Hodor took to unite his land in one Rohard being a wildman himself used ambush and guerrila warfare to acheive the same results.


    But he shifted the blame onto Hodors camp, he villainized the man so much that a burning hatred soon developped into the core being of every tribesman, and soon even those who were reluctant eventually bent the knee and took Rohard as their leader.


    With them he created the Konsantine empire, Like their foes the barbarians to had Bloodline warriors and a branch of magic of their own, And to match Hodor Rohard elected ten generals.


    1. Hjalkar Vesteinsson- Ironback Bear Tribe


    2. Lifolf Thorgilsson- Manticore Tribe


    3. Shangass Bramsson- Basilisk Tribe


    4. Banki Starkadsson- Huntsman Spider Tribe


    5. Kar Atlisson- Steel King Crab Tribe


    6. Skuf Eidsson- Rock rino Tribe


    7. Orlyg Grimsson- Besrek Boar Tribe


    8. Gauti Hauksson- Sound Shade Bat Tribe


    9. Bjartmar Asgeirsson- Titan Bull Tribe


    10. Forni Gilsson- Thunder Eel Tribe


    Each one of these Chief were now generals under Rohard Royce, and each had their own bloodline abilities, of course there were lesser bloodlines in both Hodor and Rohard''s camp, but those ten bloodluines dominated.


    Like predicted the two forces met soon as after on the desolate battlefield, there they fought six times. And each time like the previous ended in a draw.


    Both sides realized that they were neither in shape nor had the numbers to continue, so they both withdrew, but the loomin threat and fear of being caught off guard drove both sides to unite and consolidate there strenghs.


    Soon both empires were able to settle down and focus inward, both emperors developed their lands. Over the years skirmishes were constant but none had clea winner.


    So over the centuries the Southern states became the first line of defense against the Konsantine empire, and Calisota was at the forefront of it.


    But while the central state of calisota was a booming with buisness and whatnot, the outter edges and the ereas closer to the borders are not doing as well.


    The city of Oackdale, that layed about two days ride from the border fort of Briggs is in dire straits. the academy which used to produce many famous warriors for fort Briggs is most likely about to shut it''s doors.


    For the past twelve years, it has ranked dead last in academy rankings. it is also reported the mayor of Oackland is corrupted, and lives a life of debauchery.


    According to the information given to us by princess he is highly connected with many high valued individuals in the empire hence he always gets a heads up before he is investigated, and he manages to clean his act up.


    So here i am, i have just landed in central state of Calisota, after meeting with my contact at the Skynet office of intelligence i will then head for city Oackdale, i sat there and watch as young warriors and young mages line to get off.


    After watching everybody cue up in line, i look to my left at the bundle of blanket, shaking my head at the sight i tap and nudge at it, and sure enough it moved.


    Soon a a petite yet voluptuous young woman with a annoyed, yet confident expression pops out from under the covers. She has crystal blue eyes and long pink hair that reaches halfway down her back with straight bangs.


    she has a purple headband, and several long braids, ending in metal rings. There are also two loops of hair framing her face.


    She looks at me with unmasked disdain in the eyes, which in all honesty shocks me, i mean seriously i don''t know her nor have i ever met her in my life until recently.


    After she boarded the ship aside from a headnod ofacknowledgement i never once said a thing to her, so why am i getting this kind of look


    Feeling annoyed at her reaction i curse her parents for not teacher her proper manners, but i still keep my usual unyielding stoic and indefferent expresion.


    noticing my lack of reaction towards her own actions she clicks her tongue and rolls her eyes at me before snapping at me in a tone as if looking down on me.


    "What do you want you plebeian? can''t you see this princess is enjoying her beauty rest "


    Shock, utter shock, my mouth gapes open at this little shit and her attitude. Seriously, in all my life i have never encounter such a cocky little bitch.


    Sighing and regaining my composure, i respond in an indifferent and sarcastic tone.


    "That right? then please continue and enjoy it, also i will not disturb you no more since this is my stop, sweet dreams princess."


    Hearing my response her face went from full of arrogance to pure surprise and confusion, she quickly looks around and to soon realize her predicament.


    without even waiting for her get her shit straight i get up, and make my way to the line, on the way there i hear her fumbling her suff around.


    After queuing up i take off my hooded cape and almost immediately feel several sets of eyes locking on me, frowning i turn around, only to see serveral looks of confusion.


    As i follow their gazes i realise that their are not looking at per say but at my clothes. You see i am still wearing my black tactical combat shirt, pants and boots.


    So their confusion is warranted, because we are in a mediveal european setting and im wearing future clothing the likes which they have never seen before.


    Ignoring them i turn around with a sly smile on my face, which cause different reactions in the crowd. Some of the guys get mad and some of the ladies blush.


    And why might you ask? well simple really. After accepting the mission to spy on the inner workings of Oackdale city from the princess, my grandfther and i decided to seperate.


    He will go with the princess back to the capital in order to establish a face and to shake things up a bit, i on the other hand decided to really blow shit up.


    So in order to make this fun, i decide to use some of the ablilties i never got to use back in the game. Skills such as soul transfer.If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    I use my doppelganger skill to create a flesh puppet and i used jarvis to customize it to look exactly like Alexander ludwig and his young 16 year old viking character Bjorn Irsonside.


    I had a tall but not bulky body with a sturdy build body riddled with scars that are hidden by my clothing. i also gave it the classic blonde french braid from the show


    To top it off i used space manipulation and created a1.76 meters sized room and also used energy field generator skill . like its name it constantky keeps creating and feeding my body endless supply of energy


    And placed my original body in that space, in order to use the skill soul transfer there are a few requirements, one being a constant flow of energy in my body. to which in turn is supplied to my other body


    Two my body must be safe and not disturbed or moved because if move the skill will be cancelled, and finaly my original body must NEVER be harmed in any shape or form.


    After showing my new face and form to the princess and old man Roy they were shocked speechless


    Using the princesses connection we set up a proxy warrior family called the Ironside family, and their territory is located in one of the unhabitated duchies that is secretly owned by the royal family in island of Dusk which is located a few miles of the coast of the royal capital.


    After which old man Roy escorted me to the a flying ship that took me from the Northern fort of Oymyakon with three letters


    One was my new identity and the other one was my boarding pass and the other was a written letter to one of the board member of Skynet agency


    After a solid month of travelling i finally arrived at my destination and here we are a new and exciting chapter. As i smile and celebrate internaly about my new found freedom someone taps my shoulder.


    As i turn to looks at who dares distub my sweet daydreams and as soon as i discover the perpetrator, the small level of happiness i build up a second ago drop dramatically.


    In front of me stood a girl around 168 cm tall, weighed barely 54 kg. She was also around the age of 17-18 years old give or take.


    Using jarvis for the task of getting three sizes would simply be a overkill and i wasn''t that desperate to begin with. Plus her previous attitude was a major turn off.


    After getting a good look at her and her body, i would have to say at the very least her figure did cause a tingle to run down my rocket*.


    She had average height cute face, very good figure that would cause any men to do a double take. she also had meat in all the right places.


    If put in modern terms she was slim thick, but again in my opinion her bitch attitude was a major buzzkill. i seriously wonder how her parents raised her, sighing i in turn asked her.


    "Can i help you?" (Bjorn)


    "You commoner trash how dare talk to me a princess that way" (???)


    "Ugh...seriously can you be anymore annoying then this? and your a princess? never heard of you so fuck off please" (Bjorn)


    "You dumb swine, i princess Clementine of the Harrington family shall teach you a lesson in manners"(Clementine)


    After mentioning her name and family, the entire room broke out in noise, people staryed talking and whispering. using jarvis i quickly filter out the contents.


    Apparently this Harrington family is a famous mage family, and they have a long and ancient history, using the data collected and stored by jarvis before leaving Omyakon i quickly get an idea.


    The Harrington family is one of the top mid major mage families in the nine states and they are at the very least ranked second in the middle level families.


    They have never dipped bellow second in rank in their entire history, the main branch also don''t have a specific specialty like the other families but are ironically referred to as "Omnipotent".


    The main family had 40 level one acolytes, 30 level two acolytes, 20 level three acolytes, and one level four named Claude who is the current head of the family.


    The branch family were men and women who are not related by blood to the family, they were either apprentice slaves who crossed over to the acolytes level or men and women who came in the employment of the family.


    And also the young apprentices who were groomed and nurtured by the family through their academey or mage tower owned by the family itself.


    After reading the information gathered on them, i decided to spice things up a bit, in order to sell my background and strenght.


    "Pfft...you teach me manners hahahaha funny, maybe you should take your own advice and teach yourself, now again beat before i bent you over my knee and spank you like your father should have done"


    At my rude comments, once again the hall erupted in clamor, this time in the corner of my eyes i spot the big man Forster looking at this little charade with an amusing smile on his face.


    Suddenly a high pitch scream erupted in my ears as if a banshee lost her shit.


    "You stupid mortal...i will make you pay for this or my name isn''t Clementine, this shame shall be washed by your blood and after im done with you your whole family shall also be killed."( Clementine)


    As she talks the air suddenly feel heavy, as if a beast has broken out of its cage, with bloodlust and carnage in its eyes and the only thing that can calm it is death.


    Her aura rises as it blows out like a broken fauset, and as previously another wave clamor broke out again, this time its a round of ass kissing.


    Why? well i have to admit she does have some skills because she is a level 5 Associate, but still it is only at the early level of thr stage.


    With that a smile creeps up on my face as i continue to bait her, funny enough i am sadly enjoying this little game, i tell jarvis to set me at level 9 fighter.


    I also tell him to use the first simulation i already programed before leaving the north. The first simulation uses the blood of the golden dragon.


    Back in the game it was a mid-tier level boss with the attack power of 3500 and a defense power of 3000, but what sets this dragon apart from others, was that it used a dual element.


    Yes, it used both fire and earth, its two ultimate attacks were golden wild fire and diamon skin, as the names suggests they were the most powerfull attacks in its arsenal.


    An ultimate spear coupled with an ultimate shield type of attacks, i remember it took me 2 weeks to figure out a strategy to kill it and i barely did that.


    According to jarvis 30 seconds is required before the simulation is uploaded and ready for usage, and in the mean time i continue to tease her.


    "Oh that so?... tsk tsk tsk, ai it seems like you weren''t thought properly growing up, weren''t taught that no matter how strong one is there will always be someone above him or her?


    "YOU...YOU ARE DEAD" (Cleamentine)


    With a wave of her hand the air in the room gets sucked in above her head and a air bubble form and at breakneck speeds it shoots in Bjorn''s direction.


    With a loud booming noise dust rises and as debries flies up and around him, with a smug smile plastered on her face she sneered at him


    "Hmph, that is what you get for flapping your mouth at this princess" (Clementine)


    "Don''t celebrate to early or death is only thing you will embrace" (Forster)


    "Eh, Sir what to you mean, this mortal is already dead isn''t he"(Clementine)


    "Dead? ai you really are as ignorant as he said you were, from where im standing i can see that your attack didn''t even scratch him at all. Besides you''ve been saying mortal, this mortal that, for good amount of time but let me ask you this, would a mortal be allowed to get on this ship? (Forster)


    After closing his eyes and shaking his head the big man cast an pitifull look at the young girl, who in turn is left in shock. the second jarvis activated the golden dragon''s bloodline cells in Bjorn''s body Forster who is a level two Demon Rider clearly sensed the rapid and dreadfull spike in power.


    even though he recognize that it was a level 9 Fighter, that aura contained a terrifying and overwhelming force, it was an aura similar to a tyrant beast.


    It shook him to his core, having such a strong bloodline running through his veins meant one thing, this boy was by no means simple and that the actions he will take now and in the future will be paved with blood and guts of his victims.


    The best he can do now his stop him as soon as possible before this situation escalates further, he made his descison to allow him to tune that little bitchy girl up and knock her down a peg or two.


    After hearing the words of Forster the crowd and Clementine herself looked at the disapearing smoke with enticipation, some wanted to know if he was dead others weather he was alive.


    Soon the shadow of a figure came into view, it slowly cleared, and finaly it became fully visible. What blessed their eyes was pure insanity,


    It was a man with his right hand outstretched and his palm open. he had the appearance of a hybrid man/dragon with two horns along with golden scale-like armor over parts of his body.


    muscle mass had grown as it tore through his shirt his nails became talons, his teeth turned razor sharp and his eyes bloodshot his pupils like a snakes hungry for its next meal.


    Everyone was stunned by this transformation the crowd couldn¡¯t handle the pressure and fainted along with wetting themselves like babies.


    As if he wasn''t scary enought suddenly a blood red aura flowed out of him as the already lethal look in his eyes turned even more deadly as if he has recognized his prey.


    And yes did he did. He locked on to Clementine like a lion staring at an injured deer, death was its faith and death was hers.


    As if recogning the look he gave her. she knew it was over for her, his aura, his brutal looks all told her that she had stepped on the tail of a dragon and sealed her own fate.


    Why must she had been so stupid, why must she have been so arrogant, why must she have provoked that thing, she knew that the reason why she did all that came from her self-entitlement,


    She felt that any men who was graced by her words whether it be abusive or not was a life time orppotunity, so when he brushed her off earlier she felt direspected.


    Laughing at her own stupidity she slumpped down on the floor crying tears of blood, she vowed, vowed that in her next life she would never be as arrogant as she was now.


    And an a blink of an eye with a slight twitch of his body Bjorn apperead in front of her with his previously outstreched hand raised ready shred her to peices.


    Before he could swing it down and end her miserable life, it stopped in mid air. behind him stood a massave man and a boulder like body emitting a equally deadly aura.


    The mam spoke in a deep and heavy voice that shook ones soul. it was none other than the man responsible for this ship Forster.


    "Enough!!! i ain''t got all day, now get out off the ship i got shit to do, if you want to fight do it outside " (Forster)

 chapter 05-Reputations are a form of identity

    As Bjorn look back, he saw Forester looking at them with a deep frown on his face, clearly showing his mood. Thoough he reckoned that he is just annoyed at the ruckus they''d just made and that he will not enjoy the shit storm that would follow should he were to kill this little bitch.


    turning back to his target, he looked at her with a deadly stare. He wanted to put the fear of God into her, hopefully that should stop her from taking any further actions against him in tuture. From his previous life experirences he clearly knew that ALL, and i mean ALL young masters and misses of large influential families are vendictive.


    So he was hoping to shut her up a bit before shit gets out of control, because should she make an underhand move against his new found freedom...er.. royal mission he will slaughter her and her entire family.


    After a few brief seconds, he slowly retracted his deadly arm back, with a quick manipulation of his bloodline power, his body began to return to its former human form, when he was at the end his transformation a loud uproar broke out.


    With confusion he began looking around at what might of caused it, after being totally oblivious he soon relized that every pair of eyes present in the room were all trained on him, specificcally on his well defined scarred body.


    With a wry laugh, he pulled out a similare military shirt and puts in on, before quickly slipping out of the room and cutting the line in what could be described as a in a slpit second.


    "Alright, shows over let''s speed this up cuz'' i aint got all day here you little maggots"(Forester)


    Without any complaints all the passages made a beeline to the exit, wheather because it was out of pure excitement or fear the room was cleared in less than a few minutes. The only occupants were the still stunned Clementine and the bored looking hulk Forester.


    Casting a pitifull look at the broken girl, who was now only a shell of her former arrogant self, he sighed and shook his head before speaking to her.


    "Beside the royal family and before the Ten great families exists a group called the guardian families, they are descandants of the first king Hodor himslef, after he killed the members of the ancient clans who used to rule the continent as supreme rulers he spared all the women who were direct descendents of theses former families and took them as his concubines. He allowed them to keep their family names as long as they keep serving him both body and soul as their king and husband.


    I know im just speaking public facts now but, you and i both know that these families are not only incredibly powerfull but they are aslo mysterious and secretive. Their exact numbers are not known nor are they''re names made available to the public, that is all i have to say in this matter, i was once formely enganged to your mother, but her family had different plans, take this as a favor for old times sake, take care now " (Forester)


    After finishing, with a slight wave of his hand Clementine was flung all the way to the exit door before she knew what happened, snapping out of her stupor she turned her head and said thank you before leaving.


    -----------Elsewhere---------


    Bjorn was walking through the crowded streets, he had his trademark expressionless face on, but if one were to look at his eyes they would of noticed them looking all over, like a tourist in manhatthan for the first time. But in his case he wasn''t enjoying the buildings or skyscrappers, nope he was enjoying the view.


    The sight of all the beautiful women walking along the streets, blooming young maidens who are entering womanhood, the mature sexy mothers, the cold yet alluring women warriors, the haughty yet blushing mages.


    Yup this was heaven for a men, the city of Oakley was the capital and center of the state of Calisota, therefore the headquaters of all major forces form magic, blacksmith, warrior, alchemy, all the way to merchant guilds of the state were focused here.


    This created a bustling city the likes which Bjorn has only seen in new york city, the streets were crowded, on both sides of the streets were vendors displaying their goods, yet despite the chaos there was a proper order and none dared break it.


    The reason hailed from the Mayor of Oakley, his name was Marshal Newman. He is the current patriarch of the Newman family and a bloodline warrior himself. The Newman family were one many low level bloodline family from the capital, but they came to prominence during the Zenburg conflict twenty years ago.


    The conflict started when the Zennburg the Pit viper bloodline family and their leader Daniel Zennburg who was at the time mayor of Oakley, desided to defect to the Konstantine empire after being contacted by the basilisk family.


    Around this time Marshall Newman was one of many generals stationed at the frontlines, after noticing unusual activity by the Konstantine empire forces and the questionable actions of the Zennburg family, he sent word to the capital.


    The emperor dispatched five genrals to the border and in the mean time Marshall Newman redirected and fortified his defenses in a need to know maner, when the the time came for the Zennburg to defect, they were ambushed and wiped of by the combined forces of the six generals.


    Due to his commandable services, all of the wealth seized were awarded to the Newman family, along with all of the previously owned properties of the Zennburgs.


    A few months later he was also appointed Mayor of the city of Oakley, this caused the old noble families of the areas to view them in disdain, because they were not of old blood like them.


    But over the next tewnty Years Marshall Newman proved to be a bull in a china shop, he smashed his way in to respect by employing brute force, and military tactics to force those nobles into submission and fear.


    The only place left for him to truly rule were the edges of the state, namely Oakdale, so the order seen by Bjorn was the iron grip of and ironblooded general.


    Shaking his head the information he was provided by the princess, Bjorn made his way to the rendez-vous spot with the Skynet operatives, To him this was nothing new, since he had dealt with the CIA in his previous world.If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    As he made his way towards the location he noticed that flow of the crowd around him was getting more and more pecullar, soon he noticed it was comprised of one hundred percent men, men of various ages, from young men, young adults to middle aged men.


    After a breif moment he decided to look up at the signs, to his surprise he had travelled to the red light district. He was a bit shocked, but notheless continued on.


    In less than ten minutes, he arrived at the spot designated for the meeting, he looked at the paper given to him by general Norton, on it was the direction and the name of the said establishment.


    In front of him was a heavy black wooden door, the building was also painted black with shades of red along the way. From the outside point of view it looked more like a den of sadistic occult worshipers.


    Above the door was a sign with words ''ETERNAL'' written in blood red like ink, which further reinforce his speculation. Sighing he looked around and he notice that besides him, there was zero patrons on the streets in front of the building.


    As he was contemplating if he was indeed at the right location, the door to the said establishment suddenly opend up, a strong yet refreshing smell of roses assulted his nose, looking up he saw a woman stanting in front of him.


    She was tall, voluptuous with a curvy and slender hourglass figure with a narrow waist and large, broad hips. She has fair skin and long, luxurious black hair tied in a ponytail. Her black eyes are heavy-lidded and seductive with long dark lashes and accented by shimmering red eyeshadow.


    She wore a equined strapless black dress that reveals a lot of cleavage with a low back, and high thigh slit. any man who saw her would feel a burning desire to pin her down and ravage her on the spot.


    But along with her devil like physique, an equally brutal aura along with a sense of thick bloodlust emmited from her, Bjorn was used to this feeling. Neing a special ops soldier he saw and had that same bloody edge to him.


    Unconsciously his own came out gushing like a broken dam, The woman who stood there with an expretionless face, was suddenly shocked. She had felt that type of feeling from her colleagues, but yet this young boy who looked no older than twenty had such a brutal aura that would put them to shame.


    Suddenly a cold voice shook her from her daze


    "Hello" (Bjorn)


    "Ah.. sorry, please come in sir, my name is Angelita i will be your host, should want you can also book me as i am also a worker of this establishement " (Angelita)


    "No need, i did not come her for your...''services'' i am here for your boss, take me to him the sooner the better" (Bjorn)


    Seeing his cold yet indifferent way of acting in front of her advances further raised her suspicion, the ETERNAL palace was known to cater to those with ''pecular'' fetishes.


    The women were no the one being taken advantages of in this brothel, no they were the ones taking advantages of the men who came here.


    Men who could not openly display their sexuality, or the men who enjoyed being humiloated, slapped around, or flat out emasculated. In a nutshell every women were touched in the head and here was a den of dominatrix.


    "Sir we offer a variety of services, we are certain we can fufuil any of your wishes" (Angelita)


    Without even answering her , Bjorn pulled out a tin platinum metal card from his pocket and handed to her, he was way to lazy to continue this conversation.


    With a shocked look Angelita took the card with both hands in a respectful manner, her eyes turned round like saucers. This was the highest VIP card.


    The holders of this card were the five peole or theirrepresentative who only dealt with the boss. Those peole were not here to enjoy the services provided, but were here to talk with the owner.


    Some have speculated that they were buisness partners of the owner, they were highly respected. She felt her world spinning, how could she be stupid.


    "Your owner please" (Bjorn)


    "Ah sorry sir please this way" (Angelita)


    With quick and graceful steps she started leading im through the building, following behind the girl, as he silently made comparisons in his heart between her and all the other women he met so far.


    They passed through a large area with tables, chairs and couches. There was a bar on the far side of the wall, the room was filled with beautiful ladies all around.


    On the couches were men of various ages. For those older men, they were about 50-60, and for those younger ones, about 13-14 all of whom were talking with a beauty.


    There also were several captivating beauties about 20+ years of age who were beautifully attired, acting as servers, and some who were seated by themselves and were throwing flirtatious looks at Bjorn as he passed by.


    They made there way further in to the back there was a long hallway, both sides of it were numerous doors, all had numbers on them.


    Due to his superb hearing, he able to hear the moans of pleasure being emitted from inside the rooms, along with the voices of the women tourturing their patrons.


    His eyes widened as he relized that this eas no ordanary brothel but a dominatrix den, a sudden shiver ran down his back, he had a very very bad experience with a one night stand in his younger days, one he will never talk about ever in his lifetime.


    In less than five minutes of walking they arrived in front of a door at the end of the entire building, the door looked nothing special, in fact it was the same as all the others they passed on the way.


    Standing before the door Angelita knocked twice in a rhythmic way soon thereafter a loud and mesmerizing soprano-like voice came from inside of the room.


    "Come in please, the door isn''t locked"(???)


    When Angelita opened the door, a sweet fragrance had immediately wafted into his nose. Bjorn then saw rows of shelves in the office. On the shelves, there were no books, but various pieces of silver-colored piece of equipments, the likes bladed whip tips, odd types of armbinder, ball gags, shackles and ropes.


    To his left there were also equipments all of the place, from A-frames, smotherbox,and a spankinghorse. Bjorn quickly shut his eyes before taking a deep breath of air in order to calm himself down, this scene was all to familiar to him.


    When he opened his eyes he looked towards the front of the shelves, there was a desk, behind which sat a green haired woman wearing black warrior suit, and there was aserrated knife beside her right hand.


    She raised her head. Her light green eyes were like crystal stones that could see through a person¡¯s heart. she took a quick glance at Lucien, and then looked down befire starting to writing something down again.


    Like practiced action Angelita stood on the left side facing the wall on the left of Bjorn and bowed her head down, waiting for further instructions from her master.


    Suddenly a sound could be heard as the woman put down her quill pen and stood up from her seat. This woman was rather tall and looked to be around 30 years old. Her entire figure seemed to carry the unique temperament of a female with a beautiful face that held no argument.


    She slowly walk around the deskin with refined steps. The moment she started walking, the sweet fragrance that had waspermanating in the room got alot more intense, it was like she was a walking air freshner.


    To some ordinary men, they would most likely not be able to resist her charm. Right behind her her dark green colored hair hung without any binding against her shoulders and back. Her light green pupils seemed to shine with a mysterious light that seemed as if it could read a person¡¯s mind.


    As Bjorn studied the woman, the woman studied Bjorn as she elegantly sat on the front of the table directly opposite of Bjorn. With a wave of her laft hand in a lazy maner, Angelita was dismissed. Her twin green eyes stared deeply at Bjorn as if trying to understand him, as soon as the door closed she smiled and said,


    "And who might you be young one? i have to admit you have alot of nerves to come seek this elder sister out for some fun, fufufufu well whatever the case is, i shall see if your all talk and no substance, NOW STRIP."