Mike never had any grand aspirations.

Growing up in the outer settlements of Klein 4, all he'd ever known was scavenging for scraps and living to see the next day. All he wanted was a comfortable life.

But fate had other plans, and in a grand turn of events, he acquired the Lupine system. It all happened so fast, and the next thing he knew, he was thrust into a war with another race known as the Lizardmen, all the while, he tries to keep his true nature under wraps.

A world where might makes right, and death is always looming around the corner, Join Mike as he tries to navigate this strange reality with a system that seemed to have turned him into a werewolf.

Mike didn't bother turning his head, but he sensed 4 people approaching, and the gazes he felt, at least on him, weren't the friendliest.


He noticed Theresa's eyes narrowed slightly, and Kris looked the same, but there was a subtle tensing in his shoulders, and Mike immediately smelled the unease radiating from him, and it quickly became apparent why.


"May we have a moment of your time?" A saccharine voice sounded out, polite yet forced, and Mike resisted the urge to sigh.


'Namor Vortan.' Mike noted as he was completely ignored. Well, not completely, but the sheer level of contempt he felt let him know that he wasn't going to be addressed.


Chapter 47 - More Rage Baiting