The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Ezra kept looking at Fenrir in awe, he finally understood why the upper realm was so eager to kill this wolf.

"Sit down, boy. I'll make you my host, you will suffer the same as your father did while absorbing grade 7 spirit pill" Fenrir said as he stood up, towering like a mountain.

"I still remember father's face, twisted in anguish. It was tormenting for father" Ezra answered in a dim tone.

"You scared?" The wolf inquired.

"Are you stupid or what? I said it was tormenting for father... not for me! Bring it on, I told you that I'll surpass your expectations." The prince boldly claimed and sat in crossed legs position.

The prince of Bloodfang Kingdom did as he was told and sat, Fenrir raised his leg. The shadow of Fenrir's paw covered Ezra's entire body and side by area, wherever the shadow reached, a magic formation was drawn. The size and design were the same as that of Fenrir's paw.

"Focus now, Ezra boy" The wolf of Norse said as he turned into black mist. The black mist made a cluster above Ezra like some storm brimming clouds, soon the dense cloudy mist became haze and coalesced within the formation. The land started to shake, and the strange letters on formation were glowing with black mist. For the first time in a while, Ezra's heart pounded like the hooves of a horse. Ezra closed his eyes to calm his mind.

The mist gradually emerged from the formation and made its way to the chest of the werewolf prince.

The formation started to become vague as the mist emerged, the moment when black mist completely went inside Ezra's chest was the moment formation vanished as if it was never been there.

Fenrir successfully made Ezra his host, The giant wolf of Norse looked within the conscious of Ezra and moved with caution, waiting for a certain thi g to make its appearance.

~BIIIRRRRRRR~

Fenrir heard something and quickly turned his head, there was a greenish blue lightning snake. It was slightly smaller in size than Fenrir, its body was completely made from lightning. A bolt of strange yet powerful lightning, not found within the lower realm.

Fenrir squinted his eyes in astonishment "It's the lightning of Olympian God Zeus." Anger reddened his eyes as he asked furiously "How did you get into the lower realm!?"

Instead of answering the Thunder Ophidian hissed at Fenrir but its hissing made a strange noise of 'biirrrr'.

"Should I consider it as the failure of negotiation?" Fenrir retorted

The ophidian didn't pay any importance to the words of Fenrir and plunged at him.

The black wolf raised his foot and at the calculated time when the ophidian was in range, he smashed the head of the ophidian down with his paw. "Know your place, O puny figment of Zeus. You have tortured my boy for years, now it's time for retribution. Soon, the Mount of Olympus will also crumble under the feet of a man called Ezra Zephyr."

After finishing the sentence, Fenrir opened his mouth. Aside from the sharp teeth, there was nothing except a pit of darkness. Tongue, mouth muscles and other things were absent.

Fenrir whispered a word inside his mind "Black Hole"

~SWWOOOOSSSH~

A tremendous sucking force came from the mouth of the wolf, the thunder ophidian curse was sucked inside and disappeared within seconds. There was a reason why Fenrir's mouth looked like a black pit, because the mouth of Fenrir was an actual black hole, holding an unopposing vacuum power.

That's how he gulped down the sun and devoured Odin during Ragnarok, his power made the gods tremble in fear. That monstrous evil wolf of Norse has returned once again, no one knew what calamity was about to befall the lower realm.

Fenrir's current grade was only 1, after eating the Thunder Ophidian Curse his body started to produce extreme lightning power. Now it was up to Ezra how he handle that power. "What a power! That curse would have become a spirit if we had waited a year more." Fenrir pondered.

Ezra on the other hand was unflinching by the pain. "Boy, can you hear me?" He heard the voice of Fenrir.

"Yes, I can. Did you succeed?" He replied.

"Yes and I devoured the curse within you. It's up to you now, don't disappoint me, boy."

Ezra didn't answer and closed his eyes again. The power within him surged, he felt many things. Myriad types of power, but he never lost focus on his soul. He had to design it, a feature a body to contain the force. A structure that uniquely utilises the force, the soul force his intelligence was created was like a lump of raw meat.

Three types of force were in Ezra's mind, fighting each other for supremacy. The darkness of Fenrir, Thunder of Ophidian Curse and the Soul that he wanted to design.

At that time he thought of someone, a being that never lost his faith in Ezra. His beloved father Mirza Zephyr. "How did father manage to balance the power from grade 7 spirit" he pondered.

Ezra was searching for a hint. The only thing making the process look easy was the pain endurance of Ezra, he suffered torture like training and endured the pain, unlike his father who turned into his werewolf form.

"Father's endurance was less than mine, then why? I know he had qi not force but there should be a hint." For Ezra, his father's spirit upgradation was the only practical example he saw.

"There should be something, there should be something, there should be som... Wait a minute!" The prince finally got the hint he wanted.

~BOOOM~

A big blast occurred, Hobgoblin was shocked and the two wolf cubs retreated as well. The cave protector Jötunn rushed out right away, dust emerged and the eyes of all locked on where Ezra was.

~BIRRR-CLLAACKC-BRIRR~

The Jötunn flinched and knelt "Mösü greets master".

Hobgoblin understood and knelt as well. "I greet my new master"

Unlike the previous duo, the two wolf cubs barred their fangs at Ezra. Ready to attack.

Ezra came out of the dust, a black thick lightning waltzed around Ezra Zephyr. A sinister dark lightning force was what Ezra made.

<Upper Realm - Mount of Olympus>

"Where is God Xander?"

"He is at the hill"

A hill near Mount Olympus, completely covered in clouds. Hundred of flashes of lightning descended on that hill every second, on the hill was a certain individual meditating.

"You felt that, Xander?" The martial spirit of that individual said.

"Yes, someone destroyed our symbol in the lower realm." He replied

"Not destroyed, absorbed"

"How could this be? Is there anyone there with a spirit that can absorb? Maybe it's a martial animal."

"Or maybe, Fenrir..."

The individual's eyebrow flinched. "How is this possible?"

After a moment of silence, the spirit spoke. "Yes, it's not possible. We witnessed the downfall of Fenrir with his last host, the wicked werewolf Bjorn Zephyr.

"Indeed, even if he comes back from death, I don't have a reason to be afraid. What can Fenrir possibly do to me? I'm the one who has the god of sky Zeus as his martial spirit." Xander said arrogantly.

Zeus was discreet "Don't underestimate Fenrir, he is one of the very few beings who terrorised the gods."

Xander calmed down, the lightning vanished all of a sudden. "Tell me, Zeus. Did he also terrorise you in past, before I became your host?" He was deliberate in asking

Zeus gave a haughty smile before answering "That mutt is not worthy"