Arena Cultivation

They called me a savage, then threw me into the their cruel arena. Instead of bleeding out on the sand like they hoped, I used the power of my gifted core to rise. When I learned my enemies held a cure for the spreading plight of infertility, I knew why my gods had sent me. I am Dagon Haldorson, hunter and Hearthman of the northern shores of Enea. I will grow in strength, form alliances, and win the hearts of gorgeous battle brides.

Having survived Kazamar's arena pushed me to my limits, but with my ascended core and the mastery I've gained over my mana gifts, I am no longer the mere hunter that left Hearth Ring months ago. The elven city of Shirga will soon host the Third Trials. With higher stakes, more powerful monsters, and immense rewards, I shall gladly accept the challenge. 

Become a true cultivator. Crush the Fourth Trials. Win a homeland of my own. After meeting with the mysterious Harvesters, my wives and I learned more about what had been lost and forgotten than we ever thought possible. Turns out, we'd only begun to tap into our true potential. As time passes, I will leave the sanctuary the last cultivators of Enea have provided. Returning to the harsh clamor of civilization isn't easy nor desirable.