Embryonic Life

It was said the world was big like a big ball rolling around on a certain space, giving each living beings a unique life force, as different races was born.

In this world there was a number of unkown Races and tribes.

Based on the book that was circulated everywhere namely 'The wanderers veil' the author was unkown. Nobody knows who wrote this book.

The book gave people knowledge about the mysterious life force every living being has, the so called 'Mana Energy'

Living beings could use this energy, it was said Every living beings could summon different nature elements like fire, wind, water, etc.

But as the world issued fairness to every living beings, it restricted few individuals, those individuals were called 'The forsaken'

Those people who can control this mysterious energy was called a 'Magic Weaver' or for short a 'Mage'

The book describes different types of Magic Weaver, Races, their strengths and weaknesses, different botanical plants who could be used as a supplement to make the body stronger or heal sickness, also beast types and demon beast types.

The next morning...

The rain has stop. Morning dew could be seen lying on the grasses surrounding a humble home made of logs.

Wolfern have dark circles below his eyes, although he finally fell asleep last night he can't seem to erase the image of that 'blanket ghost'

As his Mother, served the breakfast she seem to noticed Wolfren downcast expression,

"What's the look wolfern can't sleep last night?"

She asked. With a gentle voice she offered a loaf of bread in front of him.

Wolfern, Immediately ate the bread, and said. "Mother, I saw a ghost inside your room last night"

Hearing his words, his mother's emerald eyes flickered, turning her head on her back her fierce gaze touched his father's back,

His father felt a shiver running down unto his spine, chopping the onions on the wood chooping board, he just brushed it off.

As he went to look for that danger, he froze, giving his mother a wry smile, asking why she's angry all of a sudden.

Wolfern innocently looks at the invisible tension in the air, in his right side Hayden was still reading his book.

After eating breakfast, the family of four immediately went to the backyard.

The backyard was quite big measuring about 10 yards, the family was holding a plow and a sack made of hemp inside was various unknown seeds for planting.

As the family of four plowed through the soft moistened soil some people could be seen walking towards them.

"Albert, how's it going?" A feminine voice sounded.

Albert was wolfern's father's name, as the family of four turned their gaze to the source of this voice, they saw four people wearing leather garments, two female and two males one of the female have pointy ears, she looks like the same age as wolfern.

"Oh, Jefferson, Miya, Allan, what's going on, you guys wont visit our humble home if nothing happens in your hunt." Wolfern's Mother fiercely glared at them asking back.

A middle aged man with a broad sword on his waist smiled wryly his black beard looks like a sea of trees on his face, his big muscle bulging, as he opened his mouth calmness was echoing in the air, making the atmosphere from making more tense to a calm one, "Ma'am Veronica, we came here because your husband is the only mana weaver who could cast healing magic in the entire village of Newham! You know us hunters fend of those beast so that they wont harm us and the people inside the villages!"

"Jefferson! The last time you said that to my husband he came home full of injuries! Do you know he was bedridden for almost half a month!? If not for my husband physique he can't survive at all!" Veronica shouted with anger almost striding forward at them, Albert hold his wife.

His eyes calm as if thinking about something.

The middle-aged man who have spoken is Jefferson, not having mana, he could only train using the sword. He was the leader of the village hunters, with his prowes he could solo a beast on his own, with this leader they could hunt safely.

The women beside Jefferson glared back at veronica as if wanting to say something but was held back by a scrawny man on her back.

"Bu-"

The scrawny man shook his head and silently said, "Miya, i know you want to reason with her, but with our leader here you do not need to do anything lest you weigh down our leader. You know our situation."

Miya, saw the grim expression of Allan. She immediately went silent as her eyes darted at the girl beside allan, a hidden anger could be seen on her eyes.

She was the group only mana weaver, having a blonde hair, golden eyes, a pretty face and a beautiful body, she was only twenty this year making her eligible to join a magic academy.

But because of an unknown reason she stays as a hunter.

Allan on the other hand, was scrawny looking weak, but appearance can't be judged a backpack on his back could be seen, in the entire 'Newham' he was the most skilled scouter.

Wolfern, wiped his forehead, sticky sweat trickled down the corner of his puffy cheek as he looks at the stranger in the front.

Using his plow to stand, he suddenly whispered, "Big brother, who is those stranger?"

Hayden besides Wolfern uses his plow to dug dip on earth, his face pale, but when he turned to Wolfern he smiled hiding his fatigue, upon hearing his question he think a bit and answered, "Oh those guys are the hunters from our village"

As he said those words, he didn't elaborate anymore having a complex situation at hand only the adults could participate.

he shook his head continuing to plow the ground, his eyes becoming daze as if thinking about something.