Douluo Dalu Fanfic – Chapter 1: Rebirth & The Moon Wolf's Pact
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Prologue: Awakening in the Unknown
Darkness. Cold. A crushing silence that threatened to swallow him whole.
Then—pain.
It was not the sharp agony of a wound, but something deeper, something primordial. His very soul felt as if it had been forcibly torn from his body, broken down, and reshaped into something else.
'What… is happening to me?'
A flood of foreign sensations washed over him. The damp scent of earth, the distant rustling of leaves, the eerie cries of creatures unknown. The weight of his own body felt different, lighter yet somehow more fragile.
Then, a voice—crisp, mechanical, and emotionless.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have been reincarnated in the Douluo Continent.]
[You have awakened the Many Children, Many Blessings System!]
His mind snapped into focus.
'Douluo Continent?'
Memories rushed in. Tang San. Martial Souls. Spirit Rings. Titled Douluo. A world where strength reigned supreme, and the weak were nothing more than stepping stones.
His heart pounded.
'Am I just another nameless side character in this world?'
As if answering his unspoken question, the system continued.
[ Host is currently an orphan in an unknown forest region of the Doulou Continent.]
[Age: 6 years]
[Spirit power :Rank 3]
[ Martial Soul: Unawakened]
[Mission Activated: Find a Soul Beast Partner]
[Reward: Spirit Power Increase + Unique Bloodline Awakening]
A shiver ran down his spine.
A soul beast partner? This wasn't a normal spirit master's path. Even in Douluo Dalu, humans and soul beasts were rarely equals.
And yet…
Something about it felt right.
A rustling noise to his right made him freeze. Something was watching him.
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Chapter 1: The Moon Wolf's Pact
His breath stilled.
The forest was alive. Not in the way a peaceful woodland should be, but like a living, breathing entity that pulsed with hidden malice. The towering trees loomed like silent sentinels, their shadows shifting unnaturally under the dim glow of the crescent moon.
The air was thick—not just with humidity, but with a presence.
Then, he saw them.
Glowing silver eyes.
They gleamed in the darkness like twin lanterns, unblinking, piercing straight into his soul. His body tensed, every survival instinct screaming at him to run.
But he couldn't.
Because those eyes were not just looking at him.
They were measuring him.
A step forward. The soft crunch of leaves under heavy paws. Moonlight illuminated the figure lurking in the shadows, revealing a massive, silver-furred beast.
The wolf stood at least two meters tall, its sleek body exuding both power and grace. Its fur shimmered like liquid metal, rippling with each movement. But it was the aura that sent chills down his spine—ancient, oppressive, and terrifyingly intelligent.
Then, the system's voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding! Potential Target Detected: 10,000-Year-Old Silver Moon Wolf.]
[Caution: High intelligence. Nearing its 100,000-year evolution.]
His stomach dropped.
10,000 years. That wasn't just a threat—it was a force of nature. Even Spirit Douluo and weaker Titled Douluo feared beasts of this level.
And it was staring directly at him.
The wolf's ears twitched. Then—
It spoke.
"You… are different."
Its voice was smooth, yet there was something unnatural about it, like a whisper carried by the wind rather than a true sound.
His heart pounded in his chest.
Most 10,000-year soul beasts did not speak. Only those who were approaching true evolution—breaking past their mortal limits—could do so.
This meant only one thing: This beast was special.
He forced himself to stay calm.
'Think. I can't run. I can't fight. That only leaves… bargaining.'
The system chimed in.
[Guidance Activated: Convincing the Silver Moon Wolf]
[Three Possible Paths Detected:]
1. Submit – Swear loyalty and become its servant. (Low success rate)
2. Bargain – Offer assistance in its evolution in exchange for cooperation. (Moderate success rate)
3. Dominate – Overpower and force submission. (Impossible at current level)
His lips twitched. Option 3 was a joke.
That left bargaining.
Taking a deep breath, he forced a smirk onto his lips.
"You're strong," he said, voice steady. "But not strong enough."
The wolf's golden eyes narrowed. "Oh?"
"I can tell," he continued, "you're close to breaking through, but something is stopping you. Let me guess—you need a catalyst to complete your evolution."
Silence.
Then, a low growl rumbled in the wolf's throat, but it wasn't a growl of anger. It was intrigue.
'Got you.'
"I can help you," he pressed on. "I may be weak now, but I have something special. If we form a pact, I can guarantee your evolution."
The beast took another step closer. The ground beneath its massive paws barely made a sound. It was studying him, not as prey, but as a potential investment.
"And what," the wolf asked slowly, "do you want in return?"
His smirk deepened.
"A deal. You help me grow stronger, and in return, I ensure your evolution."
For a long moment, the only sound was the wind rustling through the leaves. The weight of those golden eyes pressed against him, as if peeling away his very soul to see the truth.
Then—
A silver glow enveloped the wolf's body.
The air crackled with power, making his skin tingle. His instincts screamed at him to back away, but his feet stayed rooted to the ground.
And then, the transformation began.
The silver light coalesced, shifting, twisting—until the massive wolf was no longer standing before him.
Instead, there was a woman.
Long, flowing silver hair cascaded like a river of moonlight down her back. Her golden eyes still burned with intelligence, but now they were framed by delicate yet sharp features. Her pale skin glowed softly, exuding a wild, untamed beauty. A long silver tail flicked lazily behind her, and wolf-like ears twitched slightly atop her head.
She was breathtaking.
"My name," she murmured, stepping closer, "is Yue Lan."
She was now inches away, her gaze burning into his. A slow smirk curled on her lips.
"Your offer… interests me."
The wind whispered between them, as if the world itself was holding its breath.
"But tell me, little human," she continued, voice dangerously smooth, "do you have what it takes… to handle me?"
A thrill of excitement shot through him.
This was his first step toward power.
And he would make sure he never stopped climbing.
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End of Chapter