Born different than his kinds, he was shunned by his own tribe, regarded as an ill-omen that would bring a disaster to the tribe.

Humiliated, shunned, and some even tried to kill him.

Even the world outside didn't welcome him. The human out there wanted him dead because of his tribe's nature to plunder and kill.

The beasts regarded him as a prey to fill their belly, and the other monster races regarded him as a pest they must get rid of.

To survive in a place where he was rejected, he must carve his own place with his hand.

Follow his journey in the world where everything was measured in levels and skills to find his place, a place where he belonged in this vast world.

Health: 3500 Stamina: 3500 Mana: 2250 (+250) Essence Mana: 1836


Strength: 350 (+14) Endurance: 350 (+14) Vitality: 350 (+14) Dexterity: 350 (+14)


Intelligence: 500 (+19) Wisdom: 500 (+19) Arcane Perception: 500 (+19) Mind: 500 (+19)


Red had a satisfied smile as he looked at his Status. Before the war, his magic stat was less than two hundred. It was more than double, triple, maybe. This was the benefit coming from the war, a quick progression. It could be said he was the biggest beneficiary of this war, though he didn't like it at first.


There was an issue, though: now his skill was level 3. He found out that his mana regeneration could no longer cover the mana he used. The skill now required 800 mana, and he managed to shorten the duration to twenty minutes. His regeneration within those twenty minutes was 500 mana.


Chapter 200 - Uneasiness