Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

The two wolfman cubs near Thevel were already dead with blood stained clothes. They were nothing but cold corpses.

Landing in the alleyway some distance from Thevel, Zick pursed his lips: 'Thevel is going to die at this rate...Saving him isn't hard but there was no way he would join my team. To heal his wound which has the enemy's mana in it at least a peak-rank healing potion is needed.'

Zick was extremely aware of Thevel's personality, making him reluctant to help.

In the .

The tribe Thevel belonged to was attacked after two months from the day the magic disaster occurred. Which was in clear contrast to what was happening right now.

Thevel was an exceptionally talented wolfman even among his tribesmen. But he had a loner personality, which made him have solitary life with only his blood-related siblings.

'Thevel had wanted revenge for his tribesman, wolfmen were not to be looked down upon. They are creatures with immense pride and vengeful spirit when it comes to their own kind. Hm..?' Just when Zick was lost in this thought, Thevel started grunting and spasming on the ground.

Understanding Thevel'a situation, Zick firmed his resolve.

'Though I might not be able to recruit him, having the future wolf king owe a favor to me is enough.'

Zick dashed forward leaving behind the interested duo.

Just when Zick was a few meters away from thevel, he heard a muffled grunt.

"Argh!!"

A red spear sprouted from Thevel's chest, it came directly from within his body.

"Cat!" Zick called out immediately.

A black shadow extended from the ground and immediately engulfed Thevel. The red spear was broken into particles in seconds and then it started covering his wounds.

But suddenly, the black shadow came to a standstill.

The cat's voice rang out in Zick's ear: "His soul has already left the body...."

The black shadow vanished, letting Thevel's body fall to the ground.

Zick's eyes flashed with contempt, he felt disappointment internally.

'The person who attacked the wolfman's tribe is really sinister. He wantonly left such an injury to make Thevel suffer further.'

Zick breathed out in disappointment and started looking for any valuable thing on Thevel.

"Is he someone you know?" The cat asked from Zick's shoulder.

"In a way. He is the son of the Wolfman tribesmen leader." Zick lifted Thevel's body and placed it supporting the wall.

"Hmm." Zick found the necklace on Thevel's neck to be interesting as it gave him an unfathomable feeling.

The neckless was made of pure black material, it had a squarish shape with an unknown symbol drawn on it.

"Do you know what this is?" Zick lifted the necklace in his palm.

Looking at the necklace, at once Levienel had a visible change in their expression.

"Don't touch that! You....."

"That's mythical...."

The voice started trailing away.

Zick's vision turned dark at once, his body fell to the side with a thud.

.....

In a room with two energetic wolfmen, Zick opened his eyes swiftly.

Zick's expression changed looking at the two young women who weren't even 6 years old playing around.

"Brother, brother, play with us!" The younger sibling who was a cheerful girl spoke while pulling Zick's hand.

At that moment, Zick noticed his sharp nails. His eyes opened wide with confusion visible on his face.

'What is happening? I just touched that weird neckless, Then Levienel and the cat seemed agitated to the extreme....' Zick wasn't an idiot, he found out that the neckless had something to do with his current situation.

"Brother! Let's play with the sword again!" The other woman, who was a boy, was competing with each other.

They both had silver hair just like Thevel.

Zick understood his situation with a little thought.

'I must be...Thevel then. Levienel said 'That's mythical' so there is a high chance that the weird neckless has some history behind it. I hope they will be able to take me out of this place....'

Zick had an idea of what the neckless was but further consideration was needed.

Zick looked down at the two bickering siblings and spoke with a passive look: "Play by yourself, for now, I have something to do." He was sure to not make himself sound too cold as to scare the two siblings, he instead looked strict.

"Ehhh! You told us that you will be free today!"

The sibling started complaining, Zick smiled warmly at them and patted them on the head.

Zick spoke with a soft voice: "I wanted to play too but I can't put aside my job! The whole tribe is expecting me to become a good leader, I can't let father expectations down."

Zick perfectly portrayed Thevel's personality who was cold to everyone and only warm to his family.

Convincing the duo siblings, Zick moved out of the room.

Zick in Thevel's appearance looked exceedingly handsome, giving a valiant look. He had a well built body even though he looked 10 years old and had long hair reaching to his chest.

The bright sun ray entered Zick's sight, making him squint his eyes.

Many houses made of wood both above the trees and on the ground entered Zick's sight. The house he was in was made above the biggest tree in the area, giving him a broad view.

Seeing the wolfman everywhere, Zick thought: 'The tribe of different races live in different ways, the wolfman tribe will also have a unique way of living.'

Getting down the wooden steps, Zick could hear people gossiping around him.

"The blood battle will start tomorrow, I can't wait to see who will be the strongest among the younger generation."

"Hmph! Of course, it's Thevel, our tribe leader's son."

Looking at Zick coming down the wooden steps, people started paying respect to him.

Zick walked past them with an emotionless face, even having a hint of arrogance in the way he walked.

Being able to hear all their gossip so clearly showed that Zick's hearing ability in this body was exceptional.

He headed towards the forest in the distance to have some alone time.

'The mythical item, regretful soul entrapment....' Zick thought of a certain item in the .

The regretful soul entrapment was an item that was owned by the Everlor organization and used in the latter half of the .

This item was very strong, so much so that all the powerhouses of the eastern continent were wary of it.

To use this item, it had to be fed a soul. Only after this was it possible to use the ability of the item.

Its ability was what made it so powerful and famous, it could make a person fall into a subconscious world created upon the memories of the soul fed to it.

A person has to clear all the regret of the soul to get out of this subconscious world.

'If the neckless is what I think it is, then the Everlor organization was the one who attacked the wolfman tribe.'

This matter didn't bother Zick that much, what did was-

'If I have to clear all of Thevel's regret, that means I will have to defeat the Everlor organization five years from now. If I die here, I will die in reality too...I don't know if the cat and Levienel have any method to take me out of here.'

'And according to the , there was a time difference between this world and outside. One month here should be equal to a day outside.'

This was the reason Zick acted so thoroughly in front of others. He would have to live for a long time here.

Thinking about the thing the tribesmen were gossiping upon, Zick knew what he had to do.

'Thevel's first regret must have something to do with this blood battle. He must have lost or suffered a severe setback in it...I need to win this competition somehow.' Zick's eyes shone in resolution.

He didn't want to just rely on outside help and rely on himself too.

"Sigh....." Zick heaved a long sigh in the middle of a forest.

But he didn't hesitate any further. He assessed his body's strength with a little punching and kicking.

The tree's outer layer had some cracks from his punch, but Zick felt his hand throbbing in pain too.

'My physical ability is above normal human at this age already, I need to know more about the battle intent which the Demihumans use...'

Zick had some fundamental knowledge of the battle intent which he acquired through the .

Battle intent was something that was present in the demihuman's body all the time. Initially, it is in a dormant state but it is awakened by them along the way.

'Battle intent...' Zick closed his eyes, concentrating on his body.

Zick could feel a certain type of power in his body almost immediately, probably because of his current body's immense talent and potential.

The battle intent was present in every fibre of his body, it was faint but it existed very vividly.

By Zick's will, this energy started rising and gathering at the palm of his hand.

Opening his eyes, Zick found a silver battle intent rising from his palm. He clenched his palm, dissipating the silver glow.

'The way of using battle intent is different from mana. Using this battle intent, I have to refine my body, strengthening it extensively. As my body grows stronger, the battle intent will too.'

'The process of strengthening the body by battle intent is very painful because of this demihumans usually have a strong mentality.'

Sitting below a tree, Zick willed his battle intent again.