Starting Out As The God of Beasts

The grand halls of the Beastlighter Royal Castle were enveloped in an absolute, heavy silence.

Hours prior, Roy had issued a strict command clearing the entire ten-hectare estate—every guard, servant, maid, and court official had vacated the premises, leaving only himself and the newly named King Allan inside the vast throne room.

For a Beastman to wear the absolute crown of Varania and command high-tier cultivators, martial strength was not a luxury;

it was a non-negotiable requirement.

A few days before the assembly, Roy had accessed the Divine Market, burning a considerable amount of his divine reserves to acquire ten units of Evolution Advancement Elixir alongside ten units of Titan Bone-Tempering Marrow Elixir.

Yet, as Roy looked at Allan, he knew standard advancement was not enough.

Allan was no longer just a minor noble—he was the foundational seed of the Beastlighter Royal Lineage.

His bloodline would span generations, siring the future sovereigns of the realm.

But Roy needed to anchor this new royal family to a brand-new, supreme S-class Wolf-man variant—one entirely independent from the Shadow domain of House May, the primordial Frost domain of House Fenrir, or the Solar domain of General Trojan’s line.

To achieve this, Roy had browsed the deep archives of the Mortal Treasury and purchased a rare, 1st grade Divine Potion:

The Bloodline Recreator.

This forbidden elixir possessed the terrifying ability to completely unravel and erase a mortal’s natural bloodline, breaking down their genetic foundation to a clean slate.

However, the potion was useless on its own—it required the direct injection of Creation Essence to rewrite and manifest a new genetic blueprint.

Roy flicked his wrist, and a sleek, crystal vial containing a swirling, silver-gold liquid materialized in his palm.

”Drink this, Allan,” Roy commanded, handing over the Bloodline Recreator. ”Ask no questions. Rebirth requires complete surrender.”

Without a single second of hesitation or doubt, Allan took the vial, unstoppered the glass, and drained the shimmering liquid in one gulp.

[Reporting.....]

[Your Dedicated Follower ’Allan’ has digested the blessing ’1st Grade Blood Recreator Elixir’]

[Your Dedicated Follower ’Allan’s’ original bloodline will be erased]

THUD!

Within seconds, Allan collapsed to his knees, his hands slamming against the polished obsidian floor.

A choked, gutteral cry escaped his throat as a violent, white-hot fire erupted inside his chest.

His veins bulged black against his skin, his eyes glowing with an intense, unstable light as the 1st grade Divine Potion began systematically burning away his former Crimson Wolf-man genetic framework.

He shuddered violently, his bones popping and shifting beneath his skin as his bloodline was stripped down to raw, unrefined canine essence.

Standing above the writhing young king, Roy closed his eyes and summoned his divine reserves.

Concentrating deeply, he brought forth the few remaining beads of Creation Essence hovering within his origin core.

[Bloodline Erased Successfully]

[Activating Recreation Mode]

[5 Beads of Creation Essence has been deducted]

’What domain fits the supreme crown of Varania?’ Roy pondered rapidly, searching through the ancient lore and hidden race archives of the game world.

Suddenly, a forgotten piece of world history flashed through his mind.

Ancient texts spoke of a legendary, near-mythical race that had been hunted to absolute extinction in the primordial era:

The Spirit Race—beings who possessed absolute, flawless resonance with ambient mana and spatial spellcraft.

Anchoring his intent upon the lost attributes of the Spirit Race, Roy channeled the glowing droplets of Creation Essence directly into Allan’s shuddering frame.

”By my divine authority,” Roy’s deep voice boomed through the vacant hall, ”Awaken!”

A blinding pillar of silvery-blue spiritual light erupted from Allan’s body, shooting high toward the vaulted ceiling!

The physical transformation was immediate and breathtaking.

Allan’s body expanded, growing taller, broader, and significantly more muscular.

His short, dark red fur shed away, replaced by a smooth, sleek coat of metallic gray fur that shimmered with faint, ambient mana lines.

His short hair lengthened into long, silky dark locks that fell over his shoulders, framing a far more regal, sharp, and commanding face.

His eyes snapped open—no longer amber, but shining like twin polished rubies, glowing with a sharp, terrifying intelligence.

Long, razor-sharp black claws sprouted from his fingertips, cutting through the air with a faint hum.

The first S-class Spirit Wolf in existence was born.

[Bloodline Recreation Successfully]

[Follower’s Bloodline: Spirit Wolf]

As the silvery light settled into his chest, the residual energy from the 1st grade Divine Potion forcibly shattered the dormant shackles within his sternum.

A vibrant, crystal-clear mana core condensed inside his sternum, instantly completing his transformation into a true Martial Warrior!

Faint, ancient runes danced across Allan’s glowing ruby eyes as his new innate bloodline active skill awakened:

[Notice....]

[Follower has awakened an active skill]

[Active Skil: Spirit Spellcraft]

[Subject has awakened her mana core]

[Follower’s Evolution has begun]

[Enlightenment Status: Initial Stage]

[Cultivator Status: Martial Warrior]

Allan’s evolution into a Martial Warrior was quick due to his Spirit bloodline. Even as a Martial Warrior.

He was strong enough to challenge Martial Masters.

This is thanks to his S-class bloodline.

He was no longer just a physical fighter—Allan had evolved into a supreme Spirit Mage, capable of weaving ambient mana into instantaneous, high-tier elemental and spatial spells without complex chanting.

Allan stood up slowly, breathing in the rich mana of the room.

He looked at his grey, clawed hands, feeling the terrifying, refined magic coursing through his veins.

Roy watched the successful evolution with a satisfied, dark gleam in his gold-flecked eyes.

With a flick of his fingers, Roy summoned the remaining vials he had prepared—the ten units of Evolution Advancement Elixir and ten units of Titan Bone-Tempering Marrow Elixir, setting them floating in the air before the newly reborn king.

”Your bloodline is recreated, and your mana core is formed,” Roy said, his voice echoing through the silent palace.

”Now, drink these. Temper your bones, solidify your core, and claim the strength fit for a King!”

Allan obeyed, wasting no time.

The advancement into the Martial Master’s realm wasted no time. Allan’s foundation was that superior.

His physical traits amplified by the Titan Bone-Tempering Marrow Elixir..

He became tougher than steel.

With the newly elected King stepping into the realm of a Martial Master.

It was time for his official coronation.