This particular day would probably be remembered for all eternity.

It was a day of rebirth...a day of change.

The birth of the most feared immortal clan in the Multiverses known to man.

***

Unter a the tallest tree in the village, just near the town hall, a group of hunters were standing in front of the father and son duo, John and Drake.

The hunters only knew that they were behind on schedule for their usual hunting time. They stood there as they waited for their chief to finally say what he wanted to say.

John had no idea how he could break the news to the hunters without scaring them too much.

It was obvious, wasn't it?

Turning into a hundred meters tall wolf would make the most normal human who saw it shit himself and no one would laugh at him for being scared to that point.

Drake was having a telepathic conversation with his father. It seems John valued the input of a five year old as he himself was overtaken by the current events.

John then said in the loudest voice he could muster, “Listen! I have good news for the village. As you all know, my son was suspected to have a bloodline ability since birth...and it has finally manifested itself last night...”

“Congratulations, Chief! Our village will have an immortal in the future.”

“Yeah! How lucky! I wish my lazy son had some of that luck.”

Multiple words of congratulations and encouragement were said.

“I haven't finished! My son didn't awaken just one bloodline ability, but two of them. The first ability allows him to turn into a beast, a red wolf to be exact. Its power is so strong that just by making a fist while you are still in human form, you can compress space itself.” John said in one breath. He looked at the incredulous eyes of the hunters and then knew that none of them believed him.

One of the oldest hunters and also the wisest, came forward and then said, “Chief, even an immortal would find it hard to compress space if he had not reached the highest boundary possible. Your son has yet to cultivate and is barely five years old, how can he have such power?”

John then looked at Drake for help.

Drake then shrugged his shoulders. He asked the system, “System, How can I take the full wolf form instead of the humanoid one?”

[Impossible. Your situation is one where your power had been compressed to its utmost powerful state, thus bringing you back to the roots of your power : A humanoid form that is neither human nor wolf.]

“This means that my father can discard his hundred meters long form for a smaller, more powerful humanoid form.” Drake surmised.

[Yes. he just has to condense himself into his smallest form. It’s the opposite of reverting to human form after transformation. He must feel himself getting stronger by condensing his body into his most powerful form.]

“Is there any risk in doing that condensation?” Drake asked the system.

[Yes. Just like you he’ll need to grow stronger if he has any intention of turning into a full wolf...and there’s a chance that his humanoid form could remain his standard form in the future before transformation.]

“What do you mean by ‘standard form’?” Drake asked.

[If he doesn't have enough willpower or subconsciously wills it, his standard form could have some traits of a wolf. Like red hair, pointy teeth, sharp nails, exaggerated red body hair and wolf ears. You now have a perfect human body because you have a firm grasp over bloodlines with your Underworld Bat bloodline, or as you call it vampire bloodline. For others, condensation may leave some of the defects I enumerated earlier.]

“Got it. Do you know how strong my father will be after condensation?” Drake asked.

[He is a Lesser Allgod in physical strength. If he condenses his body he could reach the threshold for a full fledged Allgod in physical power.]

“Will it be the same for the villagers as well?”

[Yes.]

It was time for a show.

Suddenly red hair appeared on Drake’s body, on his arms, legs and chest especially.

His ears turned into wolf ears. His teeth looked like sharp razor blades. His green eyes had now turned red.

He could have stopped there, but he wanted to shock them.

His head then started morphing into a wolf head.

Soon, the quiet child that was standing by John’s side had turned into a mini-beast.

Some hunters were even thinking of putting him down because of the beastly aura that emanated from Drake’s body. Unbeknownst to them, Drake had asked the system to block his aura so that these human hunters don't faint. What they felt was just a residual amount of that aura.

What shocked the hunters was that moment when the frail looking red wolf humanoid just casually punched towards the sky and the clouds just parted, pulverised to nothingness. It wasn't going to rain that day.

‘What kind of strength was needed to accomplish such a feat?’ was what they were asking themselves.

Most were thinking that maybe Drake was the son of some red wolf deity.

Nothing could explain what they were thinking.

John then coughed twice to attract their attention, he said “There’s more. This first ability can be shared with other people. All that is needed is for one of us two to bite you and inject some venom into you and you will turn into a gigantic red wolf.”

Drake then said while still in his wolf form, “First, you must watch how my father condenses his body so you can do the same after.”

“Condense? What do you mean by that?”John asked out loud.

Drake then explained what it was to everybody.

The old hunter then said, “So we still get to keep our human bodies. How anticlimactic! Oh, so how long do we get to live after that? I assume that such a heaven defying ability comes with a few more years of longevity. You see, I wanted to retire this year. Honestly, it’s a miracle I survived this long.”

John too was asking himself the same question. From the way his body felt, it was apparent that nothing could kill him. He couldn't even think of aging as his wood element ability from the ability crystal he had ingested gave him power over his longevity. He could just siphon vitality from nature and he would never die.

Drake looked at the old man and then said, “You’ll live as long as this world stands. The red wolf is immortal.”

Of course it was immortal, it had stolen that particular ability from the vampire bloodline it fed on.

The old man as well as all the hunters who lived in fear of dying under the claws and teeth of a beast, then started feeling that they were dreaming. Everything must have been a dream for them so far. Who could believe that this forgotten backwater village would stumble upon such rotten luck.

Now they can live forever?

If this isn't a dream then what is it?

Drake could feel their mental states even without the future mental link. He looked at his father and then ordered the system to send his father several dozen meters in the sky.

John felt himself flying towards the sky and marveled at the magical means his son had.

His new clothes were shredded to bits as he instantly became a hundred meters long red wolf under the round eyes of the hunters.

It was dawn and most of the village liked to sleep in, so the commotion went unnoticed.

John then started to feel that feeling of condensing his body and he got it instantly.

Soon his body could be seen retracting, condensing onto itself, with each step being harder than the last.

After ten minutes, a man with red hair landed on the ground.

John wore the freshly made clothes Drake had ordered the system to make as usual.

The new John had red hair on his forearms and legs and chest. His teeth were pointy and his eyes remained green. His nails were pointy, just a few centimeters long, it seemed they could cut through anything.

John took a look at the impatient hunters and then said with a smile, “So, who wants to be first?”

***

Seeing that everything was going smoothly, Drake then retreated to his room as he let his father bring the hunters to the Brightwood forest in order to turn them.

The village was too small for 32 hunters to be turned into hundred meters long red wolves.

“System. Let’s discuss how we can better protect this village.”