The Primal Hunter

The smiling white-haired man stepped through the void, into what appeared to be an ordinary western suburban house. But outside the windows was not the streets of the suburb, but a vast void of nothingness.

He waved his hand and summoned a broken, nearly body-shaped mess of metal, blood, and gore. With another wave, time itself reversed, and the armor returned to pristine condition once more. Everything returned to normal, except for the life of the person inside the armor.

Death, even with the system, was not that easily circumvented. To restore a broken body was simple. But to truly revive someone who has died… difficult. Difficult and costly. Even to the gods of the highest order.

Even if one managed to revive the dead, it often came with several drawbacks - mental issues, inability to utilize their stats, missing skills, etc. But perhaps most crippling was the loss of a future. The inability for the revived to progress properly further on their own path.

There were ways to truly revive the dead. Ways for it to have not a single drawback… but that required several conditions to be met, and often special items or skills with a considerable cost. Luckily, Eversmile had all of those.

Flicking his wrist, he took out a small golden leaf. [Golden Leaf of Yggdrasil]. An item far from easily obtained, and one that couldn’t be bought no matter how much money one spent. To Eversmile, it had cost him a favor to the old tree herself. A hefty price, but he had believed it to be worth it.

Yet, it had cost him another favor for something as simple as retrieving the body of an E-grade mortal. A cost he had not expected. Eversmile did feel an ounce of annoyance towards his fellow Primordial for exploiting his desires, but it was par for the course for the Malefic One.

Eversmile moved the body of William to a bed in the room and lay the leaf on the young teenager’s forehead. Moments later, it started shining and sunk into his brain, disappearing.

Moments later, the teenager’s eyes opened wide as he screamed towards the ceiling.

William’s last memories flickered in his mind. The sudden pain, the shaking, the disorientation, and the feeling of powerlessness. And then… nothing.

He had died. William felt it. He remembered dying; he remembered how it all turned to nothing. Everything he had been, everything he could be snuffed out in mere moments.

“Good, you seem awake and aware,” William heard a voice say as he sat up with shock. He saw a weird-looking man with a creepy smile on his face.

“What the fuck happened, and why am I here?” the teenager asked as he jumped up from the bed.

“You died, of course,” the old man said, “and I revived you.”

William looked with wide eyes at the creepy old man as he kept smiling. He had really died…

“Why would you do that?”

“Because, little one,” he said as he ran his hand through his beard, “I find you worth studying.”

“So, what, you revived me to be some fucking guinea pig or something?”

“No, no, not at all. I revived you for you to continue being you. Of course, your death changed things a little, but perhaps I can turn this to my advantage,” Eversmile said, smiling as always.

“What would you say to becoming my disciple, little one? To become my student, and on your path to power, so shall I learn from you. I believe this would be very mutually beneficial.”

“Disciple? What are you on about? Where the hell am I, and what happened to the damn tutorial? What the fuck is going on!?” William asked, distraught at the situation.

In a few minutes, he had gone through dying, being revived, finding himself transported to who knows where, and now asked by a creepy old smiling man to become his disciple. What the hell was this?

still get a reward of some sort. But you have lost half of your points and the qualifications

took your body from the tutorial to where we are now. Just a small spot I picked, and I hope you like the

around him for the first time and noticed… this was his damn house. His parent’s house. He saw the familiar globe on his desk, his

he asked, his eyes

I just assumed that familiar surroundings would prove

the fuck are we then? And how did you get my house to wherever here is?” William yelled out as he tried looking down a window. A window that only showed

truly your house; I just remade it to look like it. Copied it, if

fucking don’t! This is creepy as fuck, you are weird as fuck, and this

amicably. “I do not wish you any harm at all. I understand your frustration, but please, ask of me anything, and

out of this creepy ass house and tell me who

is easy,” the old man said, as he waved

of lights little by little as William lost his footing but kept floating where he had been. The whole house disintegrated in a matter of moments, leaving the two floating in the

known as Eversmile of the Twelve Primordials. I am a god, but more than

surrounding him, as he felt genuine fear. He felt that with a single thought the being in front of him could make him cease to exist or condemn him

what do you want?” William stammered

from that knowledge,” Eversmile answered,

to learn?”

us all together, the connections we form willingly or unwillingly. The feeble strings of fate that bind us together, the unbreakable chains

judges the truth from the lies. A concept none can escape from, that affects us all.

to comprehend what was going on, but a

the memories just before he felt his mind rattled come forth like a tidal wave. The final word he heard a cold “die,” the last thing he saw was those two eyes staring at him… William was afraid… he didn’t

“I…I don’t-“ he muttered.

saw the young man before him slowly deteriorate

didn’t mean it was ruined. Oh no, far from it. This was good too. But he did plan on making sure that the subject didn’t encounter the Viper’s Chosen any time soon. He had a feeling the

not for the

taste of beer in his mouth. It was amazing how something so normal for him less than two months ago felt so

from the conversation… and it had helped

nice to know that apparently, his bloodline was pretty damn good. The things about fate and destiny and all that crap were really far above his paygrade. Jake just wanted to

it made him think back on something he had asked just

tutorial that you have come

I didn’t do anything, did I? The system can be pretty lax when the interference is non-existent like this. But if I went and actually did something to help you… well, I don’t even think I could,”

do in the tutorial. He assumed there were some limitations. Why wouldn’t Eversmile have just saved William before Jake killed him if there

clearly about what had

extreme. He hadn’t

the ground before he could react, the dark

caster. Jake had far higher agility, as one would expect from an archer. Coupled with a powerful weapon, a rare quality skill, and the element of surprise,

his notification, he finally saw the messages he had received - the first one

Savant - lvl 60 / Novice Smith – lvl

level 60 in his class, especially considering how easily he had died. Also… what was better, prodigy or savant? Maybe similar? Damn,

was the number of tutorial points. That was actually a lot. Jake had more than William, even before he