The Traveler: Martial Druid

“Kazama-kun I… I love you” Standing under the cherry blossoms Kazama felt like the time stopped for him at that moment. He couldn’t comprehend what he had just heard. Aino? Love him? What? He looked at Aino’s pink lips, almond green eyes, snow-white skin and slightly flushed cheeks. Maybe she really confessed to him? No, no he shouldn’t get ahead of himself. Today was windy so she might have just felt a little cold and it might have been the wind playing a trick on his ears. *Thump* Still, all this self-rationalization couldn’t stop his heart from beating furiously. “Kazama-kun?” Seeing Aino fidget nervously in front of him while waiting for his answer made Kazama’s heart beat even more furiously. So this was all real and he wasn’t imagining anything? *Thump* *Thump* Oh no! While he was making her wait Aino must have been dying from nervousness. He needed to give his answer as soon as possible. As Kazama opened his mouth he still couldn’t believe that his springtime of youth ha

Katsuo returned to the daffodil garden in pain. "Quite curious. I never expected your reunion to go like that" Aeternitas was right. Katsuo didn't expect it would turn out like this either. He was under the impression that it would be a heart-wrenching parting but his father ended up beating him up. He shouted obscenities at Katsuo and hit him in anger. His mother and sister managed to keep him down but what he said still hurt Katsuo. "You are a proud son of the Kazama lineage. I won't allow you to wallow in pain even in my dreams. So what if you died!? Be a man about it and hold your head high!" That resonated with Katsuo and it left a bad taste in his mouth. He didn't want to hear that from his father during their farewells. "Neither did I but I guess it was necessary" then Katsuo bowed to the Goddess. She was a divine being worthy of his worship and he was deeply grateful to her for letting him meet with his family for one last time. He didn't know if he could worship her wit

As he looked at the beast Katsuo's head started to work as it had never done before. First of all, why could he talk with the beast? Answer; because of his skill [Polyglot(Max)]. Now that he thought about it, in the description it said he could speak any language in existence. That didn't just apply to humanoids. It meant as long as beasts had language he could speak with them. Normally this would be something joyous but right now the situation was too tense for him to stop and start celebrating. Second of all, why didn't the beast immediately attack him? Answer; because he smelled of 'nature'. Again it was because of his passive skill [Heavenly Body(Max)]. The power of nature pulsed through his heart and this was the reason why the beast smelled nature from him. Good. Wait this wasn't everything. The first question it asked was if Katsuo was related to Druids. It meant this beast had some sort of relationship with druids. He didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing b

"Happy birthday to me!" Katsuo snuffed the makeshift candle on top of the big mango-like fruit he found. Today was his birthday. He was finally 17 years old. It had been five months since he had been thrown off into this world. He looked at himself. His hands were rough, covered in calluses. He was wearing clothes made off of fur from the animals he had hunted. His original clothes were in tatters and they had already been purposed into something else. His hair was rough and covered in dry leaves. He hadn't been able to bathe in a long time. The air was cold due to the weather. He didn't know if this world followed the same season cycle but it had been snowing for the last two months so there was only a month left till spring. His body was the one that went through the most transformation. He had lean but tough muscles, a characteristic of his lineage. His mother was the same. Even though she looked chubby, her strength was equal to his father's. If someone saw the current him,

Unlike his expectations, Katsuo didn't hear from the elf that day. He had to go back to his campsite and sleep for the night. He hoped that she would make up his mind by tomorrow. The wait felt like a torture. Most importantly though, he was happy that he finally had a proper conversation with another human... I mean humanoid being after so long. The only things he could usually talk with were sentient trees. He wanted to get an animal companion at first but he felt weird speaking to his food. It was like having a conversation with your egg before breaking it for a sunny side up so he had given up that idea. Could he have made friends with animals that he wasn't going to eat? No. Because there wasn't a single animal that Katsuo didn't eat in this jungle. He had eaten everything from snakes to squirrels. He had even eaten wolf meat on one rare occasion before. This was important because there weren't a lot of animals that he could hunt in this forest. That was why his diet mostl