For twenty years, Zane was called useless by his mentor, unable to complete his transformation, and was driven out of the Black Forest in tattered rags. Carrying two marriage contracts, he enters the noble capital, where everyone mocks him as a lowly rural Omega unworthy of anyone. The duke’s heiress dismisses him as worthless to his face, and a young noble stabs him in the back with a sword. Yet the worthless potions he casually brews turn out to be legendary divine treasures. The rusted axe he carries as scrap iron is a god-slaying relic no one has lifted in three thousand years. His body, dismissed as bearing a broken bloodline, holds the power of the supreme Wolf Lord the only one to emerge across the continent in three millennia. When the three-thousand-year-old ancestral wolf leader kneels before him, the princess of the Northern Empire and the Night Witch both present their marriage contracts to fight for him, and all nobles who once humiliated him grovel at his feet, he takes a seat upon the untouchable supreme throne and declares: The old laws are abolished. From this day forward, I make the rules.
