I went back forty years into the past and decided to completely change my fate. Enough with tournaments!
First things first, I opened a clinic for anomalous pets.
And right away, things took off: a license denial, a thrown-away lynx cub with paralyzed paws, major players demanding that a healthy fire salamander be euthanized…
I could’ve handled it with sheer experience, but it turned out I wasn’t the only one who’d been transferred from the future. And the problems multiplied fast.
By the way, does anyone know where, in this time, the egg of the Legendary Dragon is hidden? I really need it.