The jungle was alive with the sounds of rustling leaves, distant roars, and the quiet hum of nocturnal creatures stirring.
Leon sat on a thick tree branch, overlooking the dense forest below. His beasts were resting, recovering from the intense battles they had faced.
One month remained.
One month before players would arrive in Devia.
One month before the world would change forever.
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Evaluating His Strength
Leon pulled up his status screen.
> [Name: Leon]
[Level: 52]
[Class: Beast Tamer]
[Title: ???]
[Beasts Tamed: 5]
His current lineup was already monstrous.
1. Silverclaw Hawk (Rare, Level 30) – Speed-based scout.
2. Ironhide Bear (Elite, Level 45) – Tank and frontline bruiser.
3. Phantom Stalker (Elite, Level 50) – Assassin-type ambush predator.
4. Nyx, Abyss Serpent (Epic, Level 60) – Dark-attribute serpent with venom-based abilities.
5. Fenrir, Shadowfang Guardian (Epic, Level 75) – Apex predator with shadow-based abilities.
Even among NPCs, he was reaching an absurd level of strength.
And yet…
It wasn't enough.
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The Coming Chaos
Leon knew what was coming.
When the game launched, players would enter the world in different regions. At first, they would be weak, but as time passed, powerful factions would rise.
Then, 15 years later, Devia would merge with the real world.
Civilizations would fall. Empires would crumble. Millions would die.
He clenched his fists.
Not this time.
This time, he would be prepared.
This time, he would be the one standing at the top.
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A New Goal
Leon glanced at his beasts, watching them rest beneath the moonlight.
He needed to train them further.
He needed more powerful allies.
And most importantly—he needed to grow stronger himself.
His next step was clear.
He had to find the first true Beast Legacy before the players arrived.
The world wasn't ready for what was coming.
But Leon would be.
And when the storm arrived… he would be the one controlling it.
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