Free Web NovelChapter 228: Chapter 227 - Namesake
Point-of-View: Fenris Hunt
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Hm...I think it’s this way. Yeah, the scent I’m tracking is growing stronger, I’m right on track. This scent, it’s new to me, but at the same time, there’s something strangely familiar about it. I know for sure that I’ve never encountered it before, but somehow, it just...just feels so nostalgic.
Okay, I’m almost there, it’s just up ahead, where the scent is coming from. I have to admit, I’m kinda nervous about this.
As I rounded the corner, my eyes widened in surprise...as there was no one there. And the scent, it suddenly vanished too. What the-...huh? It’s...right behind me.
"Are you lost, little one? This place is dangerous, you should leave," Came a deep, rough voice from behind me.
I slowly glanced back, a strange feeling washing over me as I caught sight of the being standing behind me. What...what is this feeling?
I was overcome with emotion and awe, and all I could think was how majestic he was. He was tall, standing at about ten feet tall, with beautiful dark grey fur and piercing black eyes.
"No, I’m...I’m not lost. I came here seeking you. Are...are you Fenrir, the Werewolf Deity?" I inquired, as I turned around and faced him.
"Hm? You were seeking me? Why?" He frowned in bemusement.
Oh, right, I’m not displaying any of my Werewolf features right now.
"Well, you see...," I replied, trailing off as I transformed.
"Huh? Impossible, a pure black Werewolf...one really has appeared," He remarked wide-eyed, a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"What do you mean? I mean, yeah, I’ve never met another Werewolf with black fur like mine, but-...," I began to respond. free𝑤ebnovel.com
"I had given up on the possibility entirely...you see, I bestowed the first generation of Werewolves with the potential for evolution, however, it had seemingly failed, as no notable changes occurred.
A partial success seemed to emerge when Crimson Werewolves were born, but they were imperfect in terms of the evolution that I had envisioned.
But after all this time, it has finally succeeded. And to think that you have seeked me out, it must be fate...tell me, in what ways have you found that you are differentiated from other Werewolves?" He asked me, a joyful gleam in his eyes.
Huh. I, uh, really didn’t see this coming.
"Well, um, for starters...I don’t feel whatever kinship with the other Werewolves that they feel with each other, I felt out of place in the pack I was born in. I feel a lot more comfortable living freely without being bound to a group.
I mean, I am living with a group of people now, but it’s because I want to, not because of any sense of pack loyalty or whatever," I replied with a shrug.
"Ah, how fascinating," He nodded with a look of intrigue.
"Anyway, uh...the reason I’m here is to make a request, I’d like you to train me. See, I’m having trouble controlling my Crimson Werewolf form, and-..."
"Wait, what? You are able to transform into a Crimson Werewolf?" He interrupted with a look of surprise.
"Huh? Well, yes, but I only found out about it recently. Unfortunately, I lose control when I transform and become really aggressive," I explained with a sigh.
"Hm...show me," He replied, after mulling it over.
"Oh, uh...sure, okay," I nodded, before closing my eyes and focusing.
As I channeled my Aura to my ears and tail, coating the rest around my body, I felt a surge of aggression and feral instincts as I transformed, opening my eyes as I finished transforming, doing my best to maintain my control.
"Ah, I see...you are restraining the full potential of this form, are you not?" He surmised, after giving me a quick glance over.
"Y-yeah...if I don’t, my aggression overwhelms my senses and I lose complete control. I was hoping...that you could help me gain control over this," I replied, my voice strained.
He’s probably gonna refuse, but if he does, I’ll just ask if there’s anything I could get him that’d change his mind, and then I’ll call Neo-...
"Ah, but of course! This is quite thrilling, to see the evolution I desired for the Werewolves for so long finally come to fruition, even if it just one of you! And even with you restraining your Crimson Werwolf form to such an extent, you are still more powerful than any of the Crimson Werewolves that previously existed!
Finally, my boredom shall be alleviated, I am grateful! Yes, you have the potential to surpass me, perhaps even the Elemental Deities themselves!" He exclaimed gleefully.
Wow. I really didn’t expect him to be so on board with this, but hey, I’m definitely not complaining. To think that he’d be so eager, talk about a bonus.
"Thank you so much, I really appreciate it! Oh, uh, what should I call you? Lord Fenrir, maybe?" I suggested uncertainly.
"No need for formalities, just call me Fenrir. Ah, and what is your name, young one?" He inquired as he placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Well, um, it’s a bit embarrassing, but...I was actually named after you. My name is Fenris," I grinned sheepishly.
"Ah, wonderful! A fine name indeed!" He laughed heartily.
It’s weird...I already feel more comfortable with him that I did with any of the members of my old pack, even my parents.
"I’m glad you think so. Anyway, what am I doing wrong? How do I gain control over this form?"
"I see that you are motivated and raring to go, excellent! Now, then...it is actually quite simple. You are resisting the true nature of this form, that is your mistake. You must accept it, embrace the rage and aggression. If you continue to resist it, eventually, the form will grow weaker and weaker until you can no longer use it at all," He explained, before adding, "Now, stop holding it back. Allow yourself to be enveloped by it in its entirety."
"Well, if you say so...okay, I’ll give it try," I nodded, before taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling to compose myself, as I let myself succumb to the aggression inside me...
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Point-of-View: Zoraiz Rafayet
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"So, uh...what do you think?" I inquired warily.
"Hm...not a bad offering, I suppose. But I have no intention of training a human. You should leave, this place is not safe for your kind," Shrugged Titan with a yawn, as he tossed away a banana peel.
When I came across him, he was freaking massive, probably around fifty meters tall. But after I addressed him and then offered him the bananas, he shrunk down to about eight or nine meters tall. Still pretty intimidating, but not as much as his full size.
"Wait, what if I get you an even greater variety of exotic and rare bananas, or any other fruit you might be interested in? You name it, and I’ll get it for you," I offered hopefully.
"Perhaps I can be persuaded, but it would certainly require a much more vast quantity than this," He replied, after mulling it over.
"Got it! Leave it to me!" I nodded in response, as I took out my phone and called Neo.
"Hm, this era of humans have developed some fascinating contraptions," He mused in intrigue as he stared at the phone.
Come on, damn it, pick up! I swear, the more urgently we need to contact him, the harder it is to get him to actually pick up. Don’t do this to me, I’d rather not piss off the giant monkey!
He’s not answering...come on, please, for the love of all that’s holy or whatever the hell, pick up the damn phone, you jerk! I swear, I’m so gonna punch him in the-...hm?
Oh, a portal, never mind then. Weird, I have to say this is unusually efficient for him. Well, it is a special circumstance, so I guess he’s-...
"Sorry, kid, but Neo’s a bit preoccupied right now, he’s not going to be able to answer your call," Came an unfamiliar voice, my eyes widening as long, slender arms appeared out of the portal, with grey skin.
I was then startled as a loud slam echoed out, Titan having struck the ground with his fist, growling as he expanded back to his full size with an enraged look on his face.
"You...! How dare you show yourself before me, you bastard!" Bellowed Titan furiously, as the figure emerged out of the portal.
Wait, I recognize this thing...it’s Laplace, the Deity who killed Tara!
"Sorry, but I thought it was only fair that I inform this boy that he’s going to be stuck here for a while. He’s already strong enough to hold his own against most minor Deities, so I decided that I shouldn’t make things easy for him. I can’t wait to see-...," Smirked Laplace, trailing off as Titan furiously swung the back of his fist at his head.
But his fist simply passed right through Laplace’s head as he turned intangible, the force of Titan’s swing sending out a powerful shockwave and nearly knocking me off my feet.
"You tricky little...!"
"Ahem, as I was saying...I can’t wait to see how much stronger this boy will become if you train him. That way, once the training is complete, I can take delight in killing him right before your eyes. Yes, the thought of seeing your efforts made futile is quite exciting, you overgrown monkey. Feel free to prove me wrong...," Chuckled Laplace, as he turned invisible and vanished.
What the hell was that about? And what exactly did he do to Neo? Damn it, I don’t like this, not one bit...
"S-so, uh...I should probably find my way out of this jungle and-...," I began walking away, pretty eager to get away from him while he’s in such a rage.
"Hold on, where do you think you’re going? I have changed my mind, human...and by the time I am done with you, you will be able to crush that arrogant bastard with little effort," He growled irritably.
Oh, boy...I’m not so sure I like the sound of this...
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