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Fowad said yes to the ancient egg offer.
The egg's pulse grew brighter, as though pleased with his answer.
"Good. Then heed my words.
Trust no one easily.
The world is filled with those who would seek to use you, deceive you.
Even those who appear noble often hide dark intentions."
Fowad nodded, though he could feel a weight settling in his chest.
He was alone in this dangerous forest, and this strange ancient spirit beast within the egg was his only ally, an ally who seemed to view him as nothing more than a tool.
Why did you trust me boy? I might harm you.
Fowad replied- you save my life if wanted to harm me then you would have left me to die.
You could easily run the fox beast. But you decide to save. That's why I trust you.
The voice in his mind softened, though the ancient authority remained.
"Listen carefully, boy.
You said you trust me because I saved you.
I will give you something invaluable, a true gift of strength, in exchange for your commitment to help me recuperate."
Fowad's heart pounded as he waited, holding his breath, eager for the knowledge that might finally allow him to grow strong enough to survive on his own.
The egg pulsed once, and Fowad felt a surge of energy flow through him.
"I will show you the art of creating a beast space," the voice intoned.
"This is not the same lowly technique other tamers use.
Most tamers' beast spaces are restricted to four or five beasts and cannot hold a creature more powerful than the tamer.
My technique, however, will allow you to carry an unlimited number of beasts if you can tame them.
You may even hold beasts more powerful than yourself, provided you are strong enough to create a contract."
Fowad's breath caught in his throat. Such a technique was unheard of.
Even his father's incomplete Taming Circle could not reach this level.
The egg continued, its voice filled with ancient pride.
"You may also store inanimate objects within this space food, weapons, anything you may need.
This is my legacy to you, but it is a power that requires great will and discipline.
Prepare yourself."
You don't have enough energy to create the beast space, which I am going to teach you.
I will give my energy bare with it no matter what. It might even help you to reach taming circle two.
Fowad's pulse quickened as he focused, ready to learn. "I'm ready."
"Then let us begin."
The egg's glow intensified, and Fowad felt a rush of energy envelop him, filling every fiber of his being with warmth and power.
The sensation was overwhelming, as if he were touching the heart of the forest, the pulse of life itself.
His vision blurred, his mind sinking into a trance as the egg guided him through the steps.
"Focus," the voice commanded, echoing through his mind.
"Imagine a space within your spirit, a place vast enough to contain anything you might need.
This space will be linked to your soul. It is a sanctuary, a place of strength."
Fowad followed the instructions, visualizing a vast, open space within himself.
He felt his spirit stretching, expanding, as if creating a new world within his mind.
The process was draining, his body trembling with the effort, but he held on, pouring every ounce of his will into the task.
"That's it," the egg's voice murmured, sounding almost approving.
"Now, reach out with your spirit, let it encompass me.
Form the contract that will bind us."
Fowad's mind reached toward the egg, feeling the ancient presence settle into the beast space he had just created.
A faint glow surrounded it, solidifying the connection between them, a bond unlike any he had felt before.
It was as though a part of the egg's essence had embedded itself within his spirit, a living testament to the pact they had made.
The egg's voice grew faint, its energy fading. "Remember, boy… without a proper contract, no beast can enter the space.
I will rest here, for now. I have given you all my energy to create the beast space.
Do not squander it."
Fowad could feel the presence within him grow quiet, the egg's energy receding into a slumbering state.
He opened his eyes, his breathing heavy, the forest around him still and silent.
"Wait," he called softly, feeling a thousand questions bubbling up within him.
"What is your name? Why were you in the ruins?"
But there was no reply. The egg had fallen silent, its energy completely exhausted, leaving him alone once more.
He exhaled slowly, his mind reeling from the experience, his body both drained and energized.
Carefully, he summoned his new beast space, feeling the strange sensation of the egg's presence settling there, a quiet, dormant power waiting to be awakened once more.
Fowad looked down at his fox spirit beast, which lay curled up beside him, its small form still radiating warmth.
He could feel their bond, the connection between them stronger than ever, as though their spirits had intertwined during the battle.
With gentle hands, he lifted the fox into his arms, cradling it as he made his way toward the familiar tree.
His body ached, his wounds throbbing with every step, but his heart felt lighter, filled with a newfound resolve.
He climbed up to his branch, settling down with the fox nestled close to his side.
In the tree he carved a hole where he put his family egg.
When training he might accidentally damage the egg, that why he put it on the tree which the made his.
He took the egg out of the hole. Then open the beast space.
In beast space a beast can gather energy from the owner surrounding, and use it to become stronger.
They can even give energy little by little to the owner to level up the taming circle.
He think if he puts both beast egg at the same place their might be a clash for energy. Let's put one in east and one in west.
That way each egg and gather energy from one direction.
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As he gazed out at the forest, the moon casting pale light through the trees, he clenched his fists, his thoughts returning to the lighting cheetah beast that had nearly taken his life.
He would grow stronger strong enough to protect himself, strong enough to face any beast that challenged him.
He would train harder, push himself further, until he could match the creatures of the Sapling Forest of the area he was living.
His mind drifted to his father's last words, the promise he had made to honor the Benit family's legacy.
The forest was dangerous, filled with predators stronger than him, but he was no longer the frightened boy who had fled from the village.
He was a tamer, and he would rise to the challenge.
With a deep breath, he whispered into the night, a vow meant only for the spirits of the forest to hear.
"I won't leave this place until I'm strong enough to defeat that lighting cheetah."
He felt the fox stir beside him, as though sensing his determination, and he smiled faintly, a spark of hope igniting within him.
Tomorrow, his training would begin a new way, and this time, he would push himself harder than ever.
The forest around him remained silent, but Fowad felt a presence, an something energy lurking in the shadows, watching, waiting.
He looks around see's nothing. He thinks I will be ready for everything.
And he knew that, somehow, he was ready.
A black looking beast was looking at him. From the trees. He looked around but not up.
The beast was up above his head all the time.
It's body is so black it's blend with the night sky. With the moon lights no can pinpoint it.
It's was looking at Fowad with angry red eyes, like it will eat Fowad alive.....
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