Just like any other morning I got out my tent and prepared to hunt something, while preparing to go into the forest I stopped next to the lake, to look at my reflection.
Nothing changed in my apparence even if three whole years passed, only my hair grew now arriving to my legs, the rest remained unchanged.
In these three years I explored the forest and its surrondings, aroud it there was a large circles of mountains that formed like what we could call a crown, the montains were quite talls arriving at about 1000 meters each.
I also hunted some animals, at the start it was pretty difficult, but with time it became easy, I hunted mainly squirrels and rats with the help of traps, luckily in these three years I didn't encountered once the shadow bear.
My status stats rose up quite a bit, helping me a lot during the hunts.
While thinking this I througt 'Status' and the same old board appeared in front of me.
Name: Emrys Einar
Race: Empirean
Age: 3
Title: Reincarnated
Unique Ability: Immortality
Skills: Starvision lv1, Poison tollerance lv5
Stats:
-[Strenght : 12]
-[Endurance :11]
-[Agility : 15]
-[Energy : 0]
Now that my stats all arrived at a decent ammount I decided it was time for me to go hunting some real animals, like wolves, deers and bears, maybe not bears, the encounter with the shadow bear left in me quite the trauma.
I needed a weapon for this, and what primitive weapon is better than a stick, but since it was my first weapon it needed to be not one stick, but The Stick.
Thinking this I departed into the forest in search of my new great buddy.
After wandering for a while I found something, it was a tree trunk completely black, it seemed like it was going to fall apart from one moment to another, it probably got hit by a thunder, but the thing that interested me was one of his branch, it had blue sparkling around itself, it seemed that the same thunder that hit the trunk also got assorbed by the branch.
After some time I decided to try to take it, while difficult and painfull I suceeded in taking it, as soon as it was in my hands a message appeared.
< Since is a special weapon that can be born only under some circumstances It is considerated a special weapon even if weak, since you, user, are now its new master you can choose a new name for it, how would you like to call it ? >
"Mhh... I would like to call it Thunder Fury " I answered after poundering for a while.
"Well the research for my first weapon went way better than I expected, I think I should give it a test drive now" I said while looking the sharp stick that I had in my burned hand.
***
It was a day like many others, the pack of wolves that ruled one of the many areas of the eastern forest started the hunt by sneaking behind some deers.
In the last years many of the animals of the eastern side of the forest started disappearing and the wolves began to hunt way less than what they used to.
But this time it was a good hunt, there were almost fifteen deers, it was their moment.
As soon as the wolves approached the deers a loud noise thundered behind them, slowly turning themself toward the noise they saw a strange creature, it stayed on two legs and it had two arms, blonde hair close to golden and eyes that seemed to contain entire galaxies, he had a strange stick in his right hand that continued to sparkle strange blue particles, they didn't know why but they all felt a strange emotion, an emotion that they felt only one time before, when they met a strange and huge bear, it was fear.
The pack then decided to attack the strange creature all together, even if strong it couldn't possibly be as strong as five wolves.
The fist ran with all his mighty towards the man while the other three started to surround him, as the wolves approached the pack leader decided to remain in the back, just for security.
The first one after few second of run arrived in front of the man and tried to bite it, just when its teeths were going toward him the man stroke his stick into the head of the wolf, following the action an huge amout of smoke got out of the now dead wolf, in mere seconds the wolf died.
The other three wolves decided to attack him together, two of the wolves managed to bite him while the third got hit by his stick, launching his body in the distance.
As the two wolves attached their teeths at the flesh of the man they started to bite and tear as much meat as they could, but the man didn't stay stopped for long, as soon as he launched the third his stick moved towards the others two, after a few second the two of them were on the floor with foam coming out from their mouths and with brains completely melted.
The pack leader seeing that remained astounded, how could a single creature that wasn't even one third of the strange bear do this?
But it didn't matter now, that creature was a few steps from death, a part of his left shoulder got bitten off and his right leg was in similar condition.
Just when the wolf was going to attack the already wounded creature, his flesh started to regrow, his wounds began to heal, after a few seconds his body was just like it was at the start, what kind of monster was before him?
The wolf in complete fear decided to escape, but as he turned away a black stick was already bashing his skull.