A little wolf born on a desolate continent in a forest where the weak are prey and the strong are still prey struggles to rise to the top of the food chain in its pursuit of perfection, but how can one be perfect without achieving eternity?
Chapter 1 1. Nexus Event
A grey wolf lay inside a damp and cramped den. This was a particularly rainy day in this endless forest on the Northern continent. The wolf's belly protruded, indicating that it was pregnant and ready to deliver its pups.
The wolf seemed to be in extreme pain as the birth had turned out to be abnormally painful for it.
This was not its first birth but this time around, the grey wolf felt that it would most likely die during the birth with the best-case scenario being the birth of most of its pups dead with the rest being deformed.
This wolf was not a normal wolf as it was a demonic beast albeit of the lowest level whose bloodline could not be any lower and more looked down upon, but it was still a demonic beast. This meant that it was conscious with an intellect comparable to that of a ten-year-old human child.
The grey wolf in all its pain, struggled to its four feet and went out into the rain. The den was surrounded by tall trees that prevented any sunlight from reaching the ground and in so doing hid 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 being the main source of food for sixty percent.
The grey wolf walked slowly and carefully hiding in the forest vegetation and ensuring to avoid any wind flows using its limited control of 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 easier and less complicated. It had not ventured out to procure these herbs due to the dangerous nature of the forest in which it dwelled but now, it had no other choice but to venture into the dangerous forest.
Luckily, the gods seemed to favour the birth of these pups and the wolf easily reached the needed herb without incident.
The herb was yellow with four leaves pointing in the four cardinal directions. Some believed that this herb gathered the blessings 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 particular 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 went back 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 forever.
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