[Owen's POV]
I moved across the rooftops, glancing back once at the alley where the kids were still curled near the fading barrel fire. They were asleep now—finally, after eating. But this wasn't a place they could stay.
No kid should have to fall asleep wondering if the shadows might eat them alive.
I needed to find sothing better. Not temporary. Not a charity handout. Sothing stable.
I activated the Beast System's Utility Scan, filtering the search toward safe zones, abandoned shelters, or unused properties nearby.
> [Scan Complete – Viable Locations: 1]
Na: St. Aurora's Old Orphanage
Distance: 3.2 km Southeast
Status: Condemned / Recently Cleansed (by user)
Threat Level: Cleared
System Note: Structural damage minor. Restorable. Good location for setting up protected territory.
I smirked. I had been there before... Two nights ago, I wiped out a nest of Nightlings that had taken root inside the ruins. Guess I'd unintentionally cleared it for a new purpose.
"Fitting," I muttered, leaping to the next rooftop. "The King of Beasts reclaiming territory for his own."
Within minutes, I reached the site. The building stood tall in the pale moonlight, cracked and worn by ti—but not unsalvageable. The stained-glass windows were broken, and vines crept up the sides, but the structure held firm. Most importantly—it was clean. No traces of demonic aura, no lingering corruption.
I stepped through the rusted front gates, pushing open the heavy wooden doors.
The air inside was still. Peaceful, almost. Dust floated lazily in shafts of moonlight.
I walked through each hallway, using my beast instincts to detect even the faintest hint of danger. Nothing. The basent had a few rats, maybe a rogue raccoon—but no monsters. Just silence.
Perfect.
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[New System Alert]
Territory Establishnt Available.
Would you like to claim St. Aurora's Orphanage as your Sub-Territory – Sanctuary Class?
Additional Options:
— Install Protective Wards
— Generate Basic Resource Cache
— Create Beast Sigil (optional)
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Confirm?
I exhaled.
"Yeah. Let's make this official."
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[Sanctuary Created: St. Aurora's Orphanage]
— Beast Sigil etched in core structure
— Protective wards activated
— Resources initialized
— Minor repairs comncing...
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The windows shimred. The broken door locked in place. The interior glowed faintly as my energy spread through the building, claiming it—protecting it.
"Now..." I whispered, turning. "Let's bring those kids ho."
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Back at the alley, the kids were still dozing. I landed softly beside them, cloak rustling.
The boy blinked awake, imdiately tensing. "You ca back?"
"Told you I would," I replied. "Get up. I've got a place for you."
He hesitated. "Are you gonna sell us or sothing?"
I chuckled. "No. I'm not that kind of monster."
With no other choice, they followed.
By the ti we reached the orphanage, dawn was just brushing the horizon. The glowing sigil on the front gates pulsed faintly, sensing my presence.
"Whoa..." the little girl whispered. "It looks like a castle..."
"Think of it as your den," I said softly, pushing the doors open.
Inside, soft lights humd. The main hall had already begun to self-repair. A fresh sll replaced the old musty air.
"It's safe now," I said, turning to face them. "No monsters. No hunger. No fear."
The kids stepped inside slowly, awe in their eyes.
"This place... it's ours now?" the youngest boy asked.
"For as long as I breathe," I answered.
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[System Update]
You have created your first Sanctuary.
Your reputation among civilians has increased.
Title Earned: Warden of the Forgotten
10 Charisma with Orphaned/Abandoned NPCs
1 Favor from Fate
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As the sun rose outside, I stood in the doorway, watching them explore, laugh—live.
They didn't know I wasn't the original Owen. They didn't know what I was preparing to face next.
But that didn't matter.
Because this—protecting those who had nothing—was why I was here.
Even the King of Beasts has a duty to those too small to fight.
"Show my status window," I muttered.
[Status Window – Displaying Current Attributes]
Na: Owen Yates
Title: The Alpha Beast
Race: Transcendent Human (Beast-Heart Awakened)
Level: 190
HP: 200,000 / 200,000
Mana: 75,300 / 75,300
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[Primary Attributes]
Strength: 760
Agility: 550
Endurance: 700
Intelligence: 590
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[Combat Techniques]
1. King's Maul – Brutal hamr-style strikes with wide area shockwaves. Perfect for demolishing defenses and shattering formations.
2. Feral Blitz – A flurry of clawed strikes, savage and precise. Each hit builds up bleeding stacks.
3. Ironhide Burst – Temporarily enhances body defense, turning skin to beast-steel. 70% Defense for 12 seconds.
4. Savage Dominion – Emits a primal aura. Weakens enemies' resolve and fortifies nearby allies.
5. Heavenbreaker Fang – Final, all-out strike. Capable of cutting through mountains and Tyrants alike.
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[Magical Abilities]
6. Spirit Howl – A roar infused with soul force. Instills fear and panic in enemies within range.
7. Earthsplitter Pulse – Sends tremors below ground, exploding beneath targets' feet. Effective crowd control.
8. Moonlit Regeneration – Passive regeneration that scales with moonlight. Stronger under a full moon.
9. Wild Binding – Chains of spectral energy erupt from the ground, binding enemies for 5-7 seconds.
10. Stormclaw Manifest – Electrifies your claws with high-voltage mana. Paralyzes targets on impact.
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[Unique Skills]
11. Beast King's Authority – Allows to command lesser beasts, ta wild monsters, or paralyze them with dominance.
12. Bloodborne Evolution – When struck with a fatal blow, I revive stronger. Permanent stat gain each ti it's triggered.
13. Wild Soul Pact – Fuses my soul with a chosen Great Beast. Grants new appearance, skills, and an overwhelming power boost.
14. Loyal Pack – When fighting with allies or summoned beasts, my stats increase by 20%.
15. mory of Past Lives – A rare gift. I retain combat mories, battle instincts, and techniques from all past selves—including the Original Owen.
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I stared at the screen, the corners of my lips curling into a slow, dark smirk.
"Yeah..." I muttered. "I'm not the sa man I was when I entered this world."
I was Owen now—
The Alpha Beast. The Warden of the Forgotten. The Storm that'll swallow Willam whole.
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