"It is because of the joy of watching you little insects writhe in pain. It's such a sight to behold that…"I can't believe it works!The dragon just gave a full speech on why he likes watching humans suffer. He's also adding stuff about his life. Good. With this, I can find a way out of this. Okay, If I was in another world, maybe I would have some ability that can help me, like those I read from the books I have collected. What is it call again? Status menu? Upon that thought, a menu then showed up in front of me. It worked! I got excited and took a look at what I had now. Wow, my stats are off-charts. Everything in my status menu was maxed out. The only thing that wasn't maxed out was my luck. I have extra skills called creative hands and a piece of equipment called a storage box. What the heck is a creative hand and storage box?I was hoping I could use that stat to get me out of the situation. I wonder what my level was. I checked it out too. Whoa! My level was also maxed

I took another look at my magic spell list and did a thorough search so that I didn't miss a single spell. After five minutes of meticulously searching, I have now confirmed that I have no offensive magic. "I told you. You weren't blessed with any offensive magic," Terissa said. "What kind of crap is that? I'm given a bunch of awesome magic spells, yet I can't have any offensive magic spells? How am I going to protect myself?" "Maybe if you come back inside the house, you'll figure something out eventually. I'm just your guide, and I don't have the power to answer you beyond my expertise," Terissa said before shutting herself down. Ugh. I have the feeling that my life here would be like a roller coaster. Ever since that dragon incident, I haven't left the manor in a while. I was afraid I'd get attacked again, so I've been cooped up in the house for almost a week. It wasn't that bad, though. Terissa mentioned that the manor has a massive library where I spend most of my time. If

"Lower your pride, will you?" Hel finally drilled some sense into Fenrir's head after an argument. "This human gave us a chance to live again. You should at least thank him. You're free because of him."Fenrir looked fierce. He and I went into full battle using our eyes. And in the end, he lost and sighed. The two agreed to call me a master. And I did a full study of their bodies. "I need you two to do a few things so that I'll know if something is wrong with your body. Get up."My bodyguards then got up, with Fenrir mumbling something. I give them a few orders like walking, running, and even jumping. So far, there's nothing wrong with their bodies. Although the bodies were just replicas of humans, I'm not sure if they don't have any defects. I inspect them carefully. The skin wasn't ripping, so that's a good sign. Although Fenrir's body was electrified, he didn't acquire any wounds. "Is your body hurting or something?" I asked her. "No," he answered. "That's good," I told him.

The village, towns, and cities are under the protection and watchful eyes of King Lockheart. The chief told me that each nation was protected by Aristocrats or royals that each God appointed after the war, and each nation was created and established. Those titles have been passed down from generation to generation. Since we were at Lakota Nation, we were in the King's territory. I was also informed that each ruler has been at odds with each other, and sometimes they battle each other. Yeah, I better stay away from that. I'll have to look at a few spells to help me prevent getting caught in the crossfire. And also, there's another thing I want to avoid, and I want to keep my abilities to myself. If people found out how I can do the things I can do, there's no doubt in my mind that I'll be used as some tool. I'll also have to ensure no one knows about Fenrir and Hel's true identity as the missing Celestial. The chief had told me the Gods of any nation don't want any other Celestials

When Fenrir said he'd bring me tons of what he hunts, he didn't joke. There were huge deer, snakes, birds, bears, and oversized ostriches. The other pilled carcasses were pig-like creatures with two hands and feet. I don't know what it is, but I have a hint of what they were. The last pile was a huge wild boar with different skin colors and tusks. "You can sell what we don't need, but the meat will be ours," Fenrir said before lazily riding on the carriage as Hel, and I loaded the carcasses inside my storage box. After that, we finally started to move again. After a few days of traveling, we finally made it! It took us forever, but we finally arrived at Redhorn Town. As we approached the town, I noticed a watch tower that must have been used for scouting out intruders. We got to the entrance of the town and were stopped by guards. "Identification papers, please," One of the guards asked me. "I'm sorry, but I don't have any. I only got some permits here from the village chief," I