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The legendary beast hunter

There was a time when humans abused too much of the world. A time when Nature decided to turn against them. A time when the sentence for their sins and crimes finally came. It was called the Great Curse. Some would say that it was a blessing since it gave humans the mysterious energy called Mana, which made them capable of using magic. However, most saw it just as the name said: a Curse. The mana invading the world brought consequences way greater than magic. Soon, beasts called Ancients began to appear, and that's when humanity's future would change forever. Those beasts were born to annihilate humans, after all. Nonetheless, humans are selfish and stubborn beings. They would defy the Gods, Nature, or any supernatural being that opposed them. No matter the curse, no matter the blessing. That's when the Beast Hunters were born and the eternal war for the survival and supremacy of humanity began. Little did they know that their reaction would be the start of a tale, the tale of the Legendary Beast Hunter, the Apostle of Wrath; the man of crimson eyes and hair. A human whose hatred would break the earth apart... **** That is my first book for this account, so thank you very much for reading this. It may have many plot holes and mistakes, so I am sorry may any of these appear. As you might notice while you read the first dozens of chapters, my English is not perfect, maybe worse than average since it is not my native language. If you see any grammatical mistakes, please scold me so I can get better and better for the next chapters and books coming ahead xD **** I do not own this cover, though I made some changes. If you are the artist, kindly send a message and I will take it off right away and apologize.

Ahealm · Fantasy
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A nasty Ancient

"Mystical Art, Metal element: Iron Statue!" he put both hands in front of his body as if aiming to stop the viper's advance with just that. 

The two-headed viper looked at Sean's small figure as if mocking him for his foolishness. For such a stubborn human, it wouldn't even lose its time eating him. Just trampling him was more than enough. 

The monster continued advancing towards him, and this time with even more speed. It had an ominous gleam in its eyes. A malicious gleam that Sean had only seen before in human eyes. Those eyes denounced evilness. It was not the usual expression of bloodthirst you would see in beasts, derived from a survival instinct that compelled them to eat more and more. That evilness belonged to self-aware beings. 

'That thing... it knows exactly what it is doing. It can feel and understand our despair and pain. Differently from the standard beasts, it knows very well.'