JUNE 23. 3567

"Rooooaoaoaoar!!!"

A bestial roar resounded through the night while chasing its prey.

"This Helcurt is quite stubborn huh? though I'm not surprised it only has 9 INT in the first place"

The young boy in black hair that has no any kind of hairstyles wearing a black coat with a grey shirt under it and black jeans said.

He focused his vision and stared into Helcurt's soul:

NAME:

RACE: HELCURT

STATS:

STR: 25

DEX: 10

END: 15

INT: 9

SPD: 20

DESCRIPTION: A different breed of mulcurt which generally has a similar body and movement as a gorilla however this one has more of a slim body with horns sticking out of its head and spikes on its back. Generally considered a failure in their society due to thier evolution of wanting to be more stealthy but due to their low intelligence, they become stuck between a Brutal brawler and a stealthy hunter.

After glancing into its soul, the boy unsheathed his weird weapon.

It was a single-edged sword however, its guard was missing and due to its material, it was heavy enough that it requires quite a lot of strength to wield it with one hand.

Its wielder described it as 'A weapon similar to both a katana and a longsword requiring both my STR and DEX to wield it'

The boy wields his sword with both hands and enters a stance and as the Helcurt approach.

The creature falls over and realizes that its feet were caught by iron strings.

Its feet bleeding, the creature's instincts were telling its do or die situation, and without hesitation the Helcurt charge at the boy in desperation using its sharp claws to try and slice the boy's throat.

However, the boy dashed to its left and into its back.

The Helcurt tries to turn behind and claw him, however, its neck was stabbed by the boy and killed.

Then after the battle was panting.

"haah... haah... I couldn't even muster enough strength to take a swing at it"

As he said that he glared at his weapon and sighed.

Its weapon was made using a metal called 'Blood-Iron'

It is made by dropping the blood of the user into iron and after seven days the user must infuse its mana into the blood iron making a bridge between the iron and the user's soul and make the user's desired weapon.

The process of making blood iron could also be used with different kinds of metal like tungsten or titanium.

And the one the young boy is holding right now is one of those blood-iron weapons.

< The boy's weapon are made of blood-tungsten >

A weapon reflecting his contrasting personality, his stoic and rational yet he's sometimes someone that will help everybody around him even if it means he suffers and sometimes he's someone selfish who puts his life first letting others die no matter how many people it is. And the boy is aware of that.

After regaining his stamina the boy starts burning the body of a Helcurt and after minutes of waiting a small ball as big as a marble appears on the ashes.

When looked upon it is a 'Helcurt Soul'

A soul and a brain are connected, it only exists in the astral plane where mana exists, and without it, living beings cannot use magic.

After the meteor that fell 150 years ago, all of the offspring given birth was infected with the meteors mana, giving them souls.

Even now the meteor is still a mystery to them not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse since although people were given power and it improved peoples lives because of both science and magic working together, the mana also influenced its land and the animals who couldn't handle the mana become what is called a 'Mana Beast'

Although at first, the beast was small in numbers however their reproductive rate was faster than humans making them a threat to beings like humans.

After picking up the soul the boy starts making his way to the guild, after entering he makes his way into the receptionist and sold the soul that he killed and started making his way home, on the way he bought dinner and other items.

After eating dinner he starts thinking about his life, a life doing the same thing every day, killing the same creature.

For most people his job for most was dangerous but for him it was boring, he was never exceptional at anything.

He was promoted twice now although not impressive he still was killing the same creature every day.

He wanted to change but he was just afraid of change.

A was a boy who had no objective or dreams with that thought on his mind, he eventually fell asleep.