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Tale Of The Lonewolf

In the realm of gods and goddesses was in chaos all panicked except one whose name is Fenrir. "Welcome again Mortal." *** Welcome to the world where being favoured by the gods is everything and guess who isn't you guessed it our protagonist. Wanna know why cause he doesn't have a harem... nah just kidding if you really wanna know go read what are you waiting for. But thanks for giving it a shot.

one_yoni · Fantasy
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3 Chs

Rebirth

Lucian's POV

'Did I get in the right portal?' I was confused.

'How idiot of me to even consider betting a god I felt so small and insignificant while they were just bickering. I must have lost some brain cell while I broke up.'

I felt a connection forming in my mind like some telepathy link and I started hearing Fenrir's voice which sounds really desperate.

"Lucian it sound crazy but you are going to die." I was confused he voiced it out so calmly that the only thing I could say is.

"What?" Fenrir took a deep breath and said "first you haven't completed the steps necessary for your reincarnation which isn't why you would die but because of the portal you got in." I was getting royally pissed he wasn't giving me answer's.

"Wait a second." Fenrir chanted some random words and I was transferred in the room I talked with Fenrir and the mean lady. Fenrir assumed his small form.

 "Lucian you really are one unlucky mortal."

"Would you just explain why I'm going to die?" I can't wait any second at this moment.

"Better if I show you." Fenrir touched my forehead and my mind was full of new information.

Author explaining 

Firstly the portal Lucian entered was the one leading to vampire civilization called 'Blood kingdom'. They worship a god called Absalom they were the mortal enemies of every wolf race.

To explain his situation further if he was to be born from a werewolf of that country he would be executed by the solders because every werewolf there are death row prisoners found in either the border or solders defeated in battle.

Worst case scenario if born from vampires he will die of genetic breakdown even if he survives he will be executed.

Secondly every apostle of the gods were given a skill by their soul capacity and a blessing from their god and bounds directly to their soul.

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Lucian POV

"So in every single way I'm f*cked." My knees buckled I fall down on my knees.

Fenrir grinned and spoke" I saw your memory and you are quite resourceful and have a brilliant mind you might survive."

"Which part of my past life looks brilliant the part where I married a mafia's daughter or the part where I got shot in the head running like an idiot!" I was getting angrier.

"Don't be discouraged mortal you might survive if you choose the right skill set."

Fenrir chanted some words again and holographic tabs like that of a gaming interface appeared in front of Lucian.

I thought of teleportation but he doesn't know the skills of the vampires and the range was determined by his arcane amount.

My eyes wondered to the plague skill which will kill every living being in the area but a place devoid of life will garner someone's attention someone powerful.

When my eyes found the skill gene alteration it was a useless skill for combat but if I was born from vampires this skill might help me I have to think about the worse thing possible I have to survive.

The next skill that might help me is shadow master if I was born from werewolf I could possess the mind of the guard to place me somewhere safe or to give me non-fatal wound and heal me.

If those two skills couldn't save me I don't know what can I showed the skills I chose to Fenrir and he was surprised.

"Mortal you are indeed resourceful those were low level skills but might save your arse you can add one more high level skill."

I looked through the skills once more and at the bottom I saw time-space skill "I chose this."

"You sometimes are very dumb mortal that skill is one of the hardest skills to master even for us gods and it is god level skill so takes up most of your soul. Take something simpler."

'Something even harder for gods to master this is exactly the skill I need.' My mind was full of plans. "No I'll take it."

"As you wish mortal." The binding process took a little time and for the two lesser skills if felt like a sting and for the god level one it was as if I was getting stabbed by a giant sword the knowledge for the skills flowed in my mind except for the god level skill.

"Now it is time for the blessing." Fenrir spoke loudly.

Long story short Fenrir bestowed upon me a regenerative ability common for wolves.

"How do we communicate after I'm born?"

"You remember my friend kaya? I bound her soul to yours and when you die she comes back to me. She is like those system fictions you read on earth to make it familiar and easy to use." Fenrir was proud of himself but me having someone bound to my soul feels suffocating.

'I can't do anything without her knowing gods help me.'

'Mortal why are you thinking of me like that I feel like a spy now if not for master Fenrir I could not stand the idea of being with mortal.' Kaya was really offended.

'That was what I'm talking about.' 

'If so I'll just shut up we will see who will come crawling back.' This conversation lasted barely a second.

"So mortal are you ready to be born." Fenrir asked me.

"Let's do this."

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Third person's POV

In a dark cave where three pair of red glowing eyes and a yellowish reptile eyes was the only thing that anyone can observe.

But for those inside everything was clear as day. There were two female vampires and one male.

The male vampire was protecting the two females behind him from the giant anaconda that was hissing violently towards them.

But the ladies seemed to be in their own battle too.

The older one (Isabella) seems to be in her mid-twenties and she is pregnant in labor and the young one (Melisa) looks like she just turned seventeen.

"Miss Isabella you need to push just a little more." Melisa looks really exhausted which is rare for vampires.

After a scream Isabella answered "He seems like he don't want to get out." Isabella answered but her face said otherwise she was really eager to see her son's face.

"If only you could get a help from the royal midwives?" There was a tear welling up in Melisa eyes.

"Ahhh I think he's coming!" Isabella said between screams.

A clash of metal and scales was echoing the cave but not any was giving in.

A man named Dracula jump backwards to avoid a deathly bite from the anaconda and landed while supporting himself by the long sword in his hands.

'If I haven't been weakened I could have dealt with this overgrown worm in seconds.' Dracula looks over his shoulder for his wife but the anaconda sent his huge tail to crash him to the wall.

He evade the tail by jumping to the other side of the cave and go for his own counter by leaping from the wall to deal a finishing blow.

But the anaconda swiftly goes for a bite but missed by inches while something pulled Dracula "Thanks buddy" he said looking to the ground.

The shadow on the ground seems excited for a second and moved to the walls to hide again.

Dracula plunge his sword to the thinner tail of the anaconda he breathed deeply and was ready for the move that will finish the anaconda for sure.

In the other side of the cave a lady was screaming on top of her lung.

Soon the screaming died out. "Handsome baby boys miss Isa..."

Melisa was startled when Isabella suddenly takes the baby from her hands the kid's blood was not flowing and was numb she tried to heal him by chanting all the spells she knew of by the baby wasn't responding.

But then suddenly the baby gasped for air and shot open his eyes.

His majestic yellow eyes shone like a bright stars they wondered through the cave to the giant fallen anaconda and a man panting leaning on his sword to support his weight.

Then to the corner of the cave Isabella felt arcane leaving his body and soon the boy fall asleep she feed him her milk.

Dracula slowly walk towards them and looked at the baby he held him in his hands and gave Melisa a nod as a thanks.

He doesn't have the strength to talk so he just handed the baby to Melisa and fainted Isabella took out blood from her dimensional ring and poured it in Dracula's mouth. 

She drinks some blood and gave Melisa the rest. After drinking the blood Melisa asked.

"Miss Isabella have you seen the boy's eyes they were yellow like those of wolf races." Melisa was curious about her master's answer.

"Dear you can call me Isabella as you know I am not a royal anymore and the baby is mine and Darc's so even if he was a werewolf I will be his mother he came out of my womb and you saw it too so I will protect my son no matter what!"

"I'm with you Isabella what his name is?" Melisa was really happy for the kid she wished to have parents like Isabella but life was cruel mistress.

"Drac will name him when he gets up."

 

 

 

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