The Primal Hunter - Chapter 911: Ghostvine

[WPC #246 - Silver Place Winner!]

Since he was a child, Isaac was unable to improve his strength no matter how much he tried, like he was cursed by the Gods.

One day, a massive snowstorm struck the peaceful city of Snowstar, wreaking havoc in a peaceful community. Young Isaac was wandering alone in the forest when the snowstorm struck, seeking adventures and excitement, but instead, he found something else that completely changed him and his future.

Several years later, Isaac suffered an incident caused by his jealous classmates, which bedridden him for several months, but after the traumatizing experience, doctors thought that it would take him years before he could overcome his trauma, but against all odds... He overcame it in 2 weeks!

Being heavily sheltered and protected by his family after the incident, Isaac's life seemed dull and kind of boring, but then... The highly anticipated VRMMORPG White Online was released. Without thinking twice, Isaac bought the cheapest VR Helmet available and entered the new world with almost zero expectations, but excited nonetheless.

This is the story of Isaac Whitelock, who will rise from being a protected and weak individual to being one of the sole hopes of the entire Human race.

[Connecting...]
[Welcome to White Online!]
[Legacies awaits you!]

[Do you want to be a Legacy Carrier or Casual Player who history won't remember?]
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Tags: Action - Romance - Adventure - Video Games - Slice of Life - No Harem - R-18 - Yandere - VRMMORPG - Martial Arts - Comedy - Genius Protagonist - Beautiful Male Lead - Worshipped MC - Mysterious Past - Heartwarming - Cute Female Lead - Clingy Lover - Weak to Strong - Gods - Loved MC - Calm Protagonist - Rich Protagonist - Legacies - Historical - Famous Protagonist

Sagiri was born in silence, no cry, no breath, no heartbeat, until a pulse of ancient energy tore through the air and marked him as the last child of a dead people. Cold, disciplined, and frighteningly calm for his age, Sagiri has spent his life hiding a power even he doesn’t fully understand. He does not smile. He does not fear. He does not allow anyone close. Because the thing living inside him 'The Echo' never sleeps.

Hector King, a man in his 50s, no family or friends to speak of, paralysed from the waist down due to a work-related accident. Now he lived alone with his pup Huskey.But one day, he mistakenly summoned Satan.“Ah, it's been a long time since I was summoned. You found my book? Good, what do you want? Riches? Women? Fame? Strength? Or perhaps, your legs? All at the discounted price of your... soul.” Satan offered.Hector, however, didn't need any of that. And so, his answer even shocked Satan, making that smug look disappear. “I... I want you to be my friend.”And from there, the friendship that would last eternity started, all at the price of Hector's soul....Year 2021,As a mortal, Hector died. But Satan decided to do something crazy, “F*CK IT! You're my best friend, I can't let you die. Hector, I am appointing you as Hell's Inquisitor, a position only under me.”...1935, EarthHector found himself in his old original physical body again, but he was now taller and buff.“I-I got a new last name? Hmm, it has a nice ring to it.” He muttered.He was, from then on, Hector King Washington.“WOOF!”And the good boy Moony was also there, bigger, buffed and more beautiful.

Two years ago, Iris Crawford was mocked by the person she loved as a hopelessly fat woman and was forced to sign a divorce agreement. She endured it!During a kidnapping incident, he chose to save his mistress instead, prompting Iris Crawford to swear that she would make this pair of cheating lovers pay the price!Two years later, she returned slimmed down and transformed, with her scumbag ex-husband continually begging for another chance, saying he had improved...A mysterious young master took to surrounding Iris Crawford, dishing out punishment to the scumbag and publicly humiliating him in the process: Iris Crawford, you’re not suited for something better; you’re suited for the best like me.