 A grey wolf lay inside a damp and cramped den. The wolf was the size of a small calf. Its eyes were yellow and shone in the dark cave, giving off a determined yellow glow. This wolf den was located in a small mountain on the edge of the Endless Forest. The Endless Forest was a small patch of trees on the Northern Desolate continent. At least, this is how it appeared to the ignorant. It covered a small piece of land in the Northern part of the Northern Desolate continent.
 On this day, it was raining cats and dogs.
The wolf's belly protruded, indicating it was either pregnant or extremely fat. The safe bet was that it was pregnant since it looked malnourished. Its ribs could be counted with little to no difficulty.
The wolf seemed to be in extreme pain. The time to give birth had come and gone yet the only thing the wolf could show for her continued pain and suffering was even more pain. The delivery had turned out to be abnormally painful for it. Excruciating pain flowed through the wolf's body making it shiver. Even with all this pain, the wolf did not dare let out a single howl. This was the Endless Forest and screaming in pain was the best invitation for predators.
This was not the first time the wolf was giving birth, but this time, the grey wolf felt that it would most likely die during the birth.
 The best-case scenario was the birth of most of its pups dead with the rest being deformed beyond recognition.
This wolf was not a normal wolf. It was a demonic beast, albeit of the lowest level whose bloodline could not devolve any lower. Almost all creatures looked down on the grey wolves, but they were still demonic beasts. This meant that the grey wolves at least had the intellect of a ten-year-old human child.
 While enduring all this pain, the wolf struggled to its four feet and went out into the heavy rain. The den was surrounded by tall trees that prevented any sunlight from reaching the ground. This helped in hiding the den from predators.
 In a normal forest, the grey wolf would be considered an apex predator, but in this endless gloomy forest, the grey wolf was prey to ninety percent of the forest inhabitants and the main source of food for sixty percent.
The grey wolf walked slowly, carefully hiding in the shrubs and bushes while ensuring to avoid any wind flows using its weak bloodline ability to control the wind. Being a demonic beast, the grey wolf had some inherited memories and with this limited knowledge of the world, the grey wolf had managed to prevent its extinction for thousands of years on the dangerous northern continent. In its inherited memories, the grey wolf knew of the herbs needed to make birth easy and less complicated. It had not ventured out to procure these herbs due to the dangerous nature of the forest in which it lived, but it now had no other choice other than to risk it all and venture into the perilous forest.
Luckily, the gods or perhaps the devils seemed to favor the birth of these pups. The wolf reached the needed herb without incident.
The herb was yellow. It had four leaves with each leaf pointing in one of the four cardinal directions with East representing life, South representing Birth, West representing youth and North representing death. The leaf pointing in the South was twice as large as the other leaves.Â
Some believed that this herb gathered the blessings and luck of the four directions making it a much sought-after herb by all living beings. This herb was called the Cardinal Luck herb.
Although this herb was of the lowest grade, for a low-level demonic beast, it was more than enough.
The wolf snatched the yellow herb into its mouth and swallowed it there and then.
It then quickly, but cautiously returned to its den and gave birth to six healthy pups.
No one knew it, but this single birth was the nexus event that would permanently and irrevocably change the world and Existence forever.