The Old Days, Werewolves, Alchemy, and the Gospel of Trickery

Hermes, who fell into the fog of chaos, did not understand the consequences of reading those indescribable words. A 'god' gave him the gospel with his great power, allowing him to transform into a werewolf, refine the mysterious power, fuse, invent, and create... The werewolf's conspiracy is now flowing in his body, and he vows to use himself to save this lost era of mankind. "The world still has hope." "This may not be the best of times, but it is certainly not the last." The wolf's heart is stained with blood, and I will guard it at night. Days are like nights, and I walk with death. —————————————————————— This book is also known as "The Mission of the Lord of Trickery", "The Mistress of the Night and the Angel of Trickery", "America: The Other World Is Too Mysterious..." "The Fool..." Hermes looked at the extraordinary beings in this world. "Witch?" Hermes looked solemn. "Hunter?" Hermes felt his heart hurt a little. This book is also called "Give the entries to others, and I won't play anymore!" "Hermes said in pain. [Not a Lord of Mysteries fanfic] [Elements: Cthulhu, America, demon hunting, urban legends, fantasy racial stereotypes, killing lines, werewolf killing, wild history, settings online]