The system alert still pulsed across their screens. Luke and Allison stared at it, frozen in place, trying to process what they'd just read. The shock was inevitable.
Now it all made sense. Why so many had been trapped here for eight years. Why no one ever spoke of completing the mission. Why those who tried simply vanished.
Luke slowly looked up. The castle loomed in the distance, dark and unreachable. The vast ruins stretched before them. Endless forests teeming with monsters. E...
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The sound around him vanished. Voices became nothing more than a distant hum. His brain refused to process.
Luke could see mouths moving. He knew people were talking—knew Allison was asking questions. But he couldn’t hear a thing.
The air felt thin. The floor stretched farther beneath his feet.
Eight years!
His heart pounded like a war drum.
Eight years!
His blood ran cold—rushing through his veins like ice water.
If he couldn...
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Luke read the last skill and stopped. His chest tightened, his pulse quickened. A strange chill ran down his spine.
[Basic Blood Regeneration (Rare)]: The first cut is only the beginning. Whenever you make an enemy bleed, your demonic nature awakens, devouring the life that pours from your prey. You heal as they wither. Your body strengthens with every drop spilled. And your blade becomes a conduit for the insatiable hunger within. In the end, it’s not just the enemy who bleed...
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“Back off. Stay in the corner—no sudden moves.”
The words struck like a spark to dry tinder. Tension rippled through the air, thick and immediate.
Luke raised his kukris, blades steady but eyes scanning. Allison mirrored him, lifting her sword in one clean motion. Muscles tight. Breaths short. They were ready.
Before anything could ignite, Anna stepped between the groups with a firm, commanding stride. She held up a hand—not pleading, but controlling the space like s...
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The night was thick and oppressive, the kind of darkness that felt like it pressed in from all sides. Far ahead, a faint shimmer flickered through the gloom, torchlight swaying gently as a small group moved with purpose, cutting a path through the shadows.
Luke and Allison exchanged a glance. They had made it to a city.
But it wasn’t alive.
The buildings were broken shells of what they once were. Homes collapsed in on themselves, streets buried under layers of debris, alle...
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The three of them moved through the shadows, silent as specters, until they reached a towering, ornate gate. The hall they stood in looked like the grand foyer of a long-abandoned mansion, swallowed by time and rot.
Two undead sentries stood before the door, completely still. Their rusted armor might’ve seen centuries of decay, but the weapons in their hands were no less deadly.
Luke and Allison locked eyes. No words needed.
They leapt in sync, landing with surgical precis...
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Standing in front of Luke was a woman. Gorgeous. Shirtless. Pale skin, long golden hair, delicate features—and a body so absurdly sculpted it made his brain short-circuit.
One word flashed through Luke’s mind: Perfect.
His eyes involuntarily wandered to the two very prominent, very round reasons he was forgetting how to breathe.
Focus, Luke. Look away. Look away. For the love of all that’s sacred—Look. Away.
“G-give me the necklace, Luke!” Her voic...
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The sun crested over the distant ridge, casting a pale orange hue across the forest clearing. Luke had made his choice hours before dawn. And Charlie had changed.
She wasn’t the same skeletal warrior who had risen from a dusty ruin days ago. The pale ivory of her bones had darkened, transformed into a hardened gray—denser, forged rather than grown. Her entire frame carried new weight, not in mass, but in presence.
When she moved, she left behind a trace in the air. It wasn’t...
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“What do you know about bloodlines?” Luke broke the silence. “Specifically, bloodline skills.”
Across the tower platform, Allison lay down with his bag as a pillow and his wolf pelt draped over his shoulders. For a moment, he didn’t answer.
“Besides the obvious—like someone inheriting power from a parent—there are… other ways,” Allison finally said. “Sometimes a powerful being can grant their bloodline to someone else. That’s how you got yours. Same way I g...
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The three of them stood before an old wooden door, half-buried in snow. A carved symbol—simple, unmistakable—decorated the center.
A chest.
Princess Charlie had been the one to find it, tapping her bony finger against the carving like a dog pointing out prey.
Luke’s heartbeat picked up. “You’ve got to be kidding me…”
A loot room?
Allison was already making his way down the half-frozen stone steps. “Only one way to find out.”
He gr...
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The orcs were dead. Finally. The path to the sewer entrance lay open, and for the first time in days… there was a glimpse of hope.
Hope that the other side of the wall might hold safety. Shelter. Answers.
Allison stood among the bodies, breathing heavily, his katana dripping with blood. “I can’t believe we actually pulled it off…”
Luke didn’t respond. He walked silently from corpse to corpse, stabbing each one without hesitation. Just to be sure.
T...
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The orc collapsed lifeless at Luke’s feet, its weapon clattering to the ground beside it. And yet, something felt off. His gaze swept across the battlefield.
The village had descended into chaos, flames licking the shattered remains of cabins, thick smoke twisting into the night sky in choking ribbons. Some of the destruction was their doing. But most of it was the orcs. They fought with savage brutality, tearing through everything in their path. Beasts that knew no fear.
Across...
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The village wasn’t just any orc camp. It was military. Tactical. Every detail had been considered: alarm bells, curfews, patrol routes. These orcs were disciplined. Trained.
Luke knew he couldn’t just assassinate them one by one. They’d notice. They’d adapt. The situation would spiral fast. And if reinforcements existed in nearby regions, they’d be called without hesitation.
The orcs were paranoid and organized. When they noticed the fire, they didn’t just send scouts;...
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The night had passed. Morning light broke through the clouds as Luke and Allison trudged down yet another slope. They had walked through the entire night until they reached the third sewer tunnel.
“Another sealed one,” Allison muttered, slumping to the ground.
Luke stood silently, staring at the thick iron bars.
“You want to keep walking? Maybe another twelve hours?” he asked calmly.
Allison groaned, pushing himself upright with his katana.
“And if we t...
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The fifth skill hung in front of Luke like a whisper from something ancient. The system’s screen pulsed softly in the dim light.
[Dark Blood (Demon)]: Your blood becomes a living, symbiotic organism that feeds on the essence of your enemies. This blackened blood strengthens your body, enhancing your resistance and regeneration. But it is not merely a part of you. It grows. It learns. And one day, it will no longer remain confined to your veins. When that time comes, it can man...
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Luke opened his inventory and tapped on the newest addition. A brief shimmer flickered on the screen as the item’s description appeared, glowing faintly in the air before him.
His eyes narrowed.
It’s useful… but not for me.
[Yeti Fang (Uncommon)
Description: A longsword forged from the fang of a furious Yeti.
Requirement: Level 5+ in any Fighter class.]
So that was the catch. He couldn’t use it. Not because of strength or skill, ...
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The battle was over. Yeti corpses littered the snow, their twisted bodies sprawled across the clearing like the aftermath of a massacre. Luke stood silently, staring at the broken corpse of the Berserker Yeti. But he didn’t linger.
His wounds—those that should have torn muscles and broken bones—were already gone. Restored the moment he leveled up.
One of the fallen yetis had collapsed directly over his kukris. He walked over, eyeing the body, then let out a low sigh.
...
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Princess Charlie had drained most of her stamina hammering trees barehanded with Iron Fist until they were weak enough to fall. But after her race level-up, she’d fully recovered.
“ROOOOAR!”
The Yetis howled in unison, their eyes burning with primal rage.
“I don’t wanna interrupt the couple’s moment,” Allison muttered, stepping back, “but we’ve got a problem.”
A Yeti lunged.
It came down like a gorilla—both fists slamming the ground hard eno...
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The three of them crouched near the tree line, breaths shallow, eyes fixed on the edge of the forest ahead.
They’d spent the last few hours navigating the mountain ridge, searching desperately for another way through.
No luck.
“The forest runs right up to a cliff,” Allison muttered, slumping down onto a frozen rock. Her voice was tired, edged with frustration.
The sun had already slipped beyond the ice-covered horizon, leaving behind only the dim, silvery glow of...
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The blade pressed against Luke’s chest with startling speed.
“I want answers,” the boy demanded, eyes sharp and focused.
Luke didn’t flinch. Instead, he met the force with equal resolve, slapping the sword aside. “Then I want some too.”
The boy shifted back briefly, about to strike again—
But something moved behind him.
A blur of white.
A hand gripped him by the collar and hurled him across the room. He hit the wooden wall with a dull thud, gr...
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Up ahead, just beyond the treeline, Luke spotted movement—three yetis circling something.
No... not something. Someone.
A boy, roughly his age, was locked in combat with the beasts. He wielded a sword, slashing desperately as the creatures lunged and swung their massive limbs.
What stunned Luke even more was the structure nearby—a small wooden cabin half-buried in snow.
Another participant!
It was the first human he’d seen since the dungeon. Since ...
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Luke crouched outside the cave, scraping blood and sinew from the pelt he'd skinned off one of the wolves.
The cold made everything harder, slower, but he kept at it, rubbing the hide clean in the snow. One pelt was already drying near the fire—imperfect, but usable. With a little luck, it wouldn’t freeze solid by morning.
Thank god for survival class.
It had become mandatory in schools across the world after the System appeared. He’d barely passed the practic...
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Four wolves charged at full speed through the snow, growling low and fast like storm winds. Luke activated Identify.
[Mist Wolf – Lvl 8]
[Mist Wolf – Lvl 7]
[Mist Wolf – Lvl 7]
“Monsters,” he muttered, tightening his grip on a kukri.
Princess Charlie stood at his side, holding the other blade, waiting without fear.
Luke didn’t hesitate. He hurled his kukri.
It split mid-air. Two blades. On...
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Behind Luke, there was only forest. Snow-covered trees stretched endlessly in every direction. No roads, no smoke, no signs of life.
In a way, he was grateful. Nothing had tried to kill him while he slept—not a beast, not another player. Even with the fire burning, nothing had wandered close.
“Charlie, did you see or hear anyone?” he asked.
The skeletal warrior shook her head.
He didn’t know how long he’d slept—maybe a few hours at most. Which meant he had ...
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As Luke stepped through the portal, a system notification flashed across his vision:
[Welcome, Luke! You have entered the Tutorial: Midnight Terror.]
But he barely had time to read the message because the very next thing he felt was cold.
Not the kind that prickled the skin or made him shiver. No. This was deeper, harsher—an unnatural, bone-deep cold that punched into his chest and seized his lungs before he could even scream.
And then nothing beneat...
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The third and final option appeared before Luke’s eyes.
[Demonic Assassin]: Your blood carries the lineage of tyrants. As you evolve, your touch will drain life, and your blade will consume souls. You will not simply kill—you will devour. The demonic power in your veins awakens something beyond mere stealth. You will sap the essence of your victims, growing stronger with every death. Your weapon becomes an extension of your hunger, stealing energy with each strike and granti...
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Luke lay on the ground, staring up at the cavern’s ceiling. Above him, the massive crystal embedded high in the rock began to glow softly—its artificial light simulating the slow rise of dawn. He didn’t feel pain anymore. Every wound he’d suffered was gone. His body had fully healed when his race reached Level 4.
For a while, he couldn’t believe what he had just done. Fifteen convicts. All dead. He had killed them.
One kukri was still clutched in his right hand. Blood cl...
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Luke stared at the corpse in front of him—the final thug who’d nearly ended him. Princess Charlie was barely functional now. Only her torso, one arm, and her skull remained intact. She wasn’t getting back up.
Then William charged.
Luke hurled a throwing knife. William sidestepped with ease—his hand raised.
CRACK!
A bolt of blue lightning struck Luke square in the chest. His body convulsed. He collapsed backward, muscles twitching, nerves on fire.
“I war...
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Luke sprinted through the thinning smoke, his vision crystal clear thanks to Demonic Perception. Arrows whistled past him. Fireballs detonated nearby, rocking the ground with violent bursts of heat. He’d already taken down one of the mages—but the second one was still out there.
“You’re dead, kid! I recognize you!” a warrior bellowed, charging straight at him.
Before the blade could fall—
WHAM.
The warrior was tackled sideways by Princess Charlie, who launc...
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The forest was buried in shadow. Wind rustled faintly through the trees, but the darkness was deep—heavy. Luke gripped one of his kukris and slowly dragged the blade across the bark of a nearby tree.
Deliberate. Careful.
He didn’t want to make noise.
He'd been marking several trees in the area—carving shallow symbols into the trunks, a silent message meant only for him.
Crunch.
Footsteps echoed behind him.
A flicker of orange light flared between the ...
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