A Hunter's Nanke Dream

In my previous life, I was a cold machine, so ruthless that even the organization that raised me was left speechless. Transmigrating, or going home, as that so-called god put it. Since this is the world I truly belong to, there's no harm in having a little fun, right? (Decided to make this a series, so I've changed the title. If anything was missed, feel free to point it out.)