At dusk: the apparent descent of the sun, a yellowish color fades into the night, and a chill spreads throughout the world.At this time, somewhere in the back alley of City Arin, a muscular man with black hair was standing in a pool of blood and flesh. Blood was flowing like a stream on the floor.He was about six feet tall, and his nerves bulged out from his thick, beefy muscles. A deep scar runs from his forehead to his right cheek, passing through his right eye. His eyes were red like an aggressive beast.Five to six ruined human corpses were lying in front of him. A few steps away, another man with bruises all over his face, was begging on his knees. It was evident from his condition that someone had tortured him severely."Ple-please! Please spare me!I didn't do anything; they did everything. I...I was not involved in this. "The muscular man slowly approached him, stepping on the corpses, splashing blood with each step. He glares at the begging man, and snorts before speaking

"Argh!"That man wakes up and slowly regains his vision. His body was sore, and his head was bursting with pain."That Bastard!... He sure did a number on my head. "When he tries to feel the rest of his body, he discovers himself tied with a rope. He grits his teeth and forces his way through the resistance.He surveys the room, which somehow feels familiar to him. He could notice some minor changes here and there.A voice suddenly came from behind, alerting him of their presence."So you're impatient as always. You broke the rope as soon as you woke up."The man turned around and grinned, noticing Tejasv behind him. Suddenly, Tejasv and that man start laughing at each other.Catherine was observing them from the hall. She was confused at their wild behavior as they laughed hysterically.That man approaches Tejasv while laughing, and Tejasv raises his hands to greet him. Instead of greeting, the man gives a hard punch to his abdomen. Tejasv coughs and drops to his knees, holding his

Immediately after the dungeon appeared, the crazed mob clashed within.They were killing each other as if some demon plagued their minds. For hunting, those in groups surround single individuals, like hyena packs.Ordinary people, who previously worked in everyday jobs, faced misfortune. Anyone with even a shred of sympathy left in their heart couldn't survive this hardship.The thugs were in ecstasy, soaking the ground in crimson blood. Humanity appeared to have vanished from the earth in this scene.The only ones to dominate were self-centered or opportunists, either with their strength or by riding another boat."Today, no one can stop me. There's no cop or any righteous idealist. I'm the king here!" sneered the fatty thug as he split apart the powerless. "My brothers enjoy the feast, ha-ha-ha. "His underlings had a sinister grin as they robbed others of their lives.Fatty snickers as they slaughter. His schadenfreude was at its peak while watching their adversity. The blood splat

Through his facade, Tejasv caused others to misunderstand him. He wanted to see how far this fatty will go to save himself.This man was famous; even Tejasv knew him through newspapers. Despite being saved by his peers from time to time, his list of activities is no less than that of any criminal on the run.|As a result of your crimes, you will suffer, especially for the girls you abused. You were free, so you enjoyed your time without consequence. I will be their retribution.|It never occurred to him to spare them; he was playing with them. It's like watching a cat play with a mouse.Fatty's eyes rolled in the direction of Catherine and Daemon. Their sinister grin gave them a reality check, death was confirmed.Tejasv grins and lends his hand to the little girl on the ground. She hesitates but accepts another moment.Tejasv walks with the girl towards the dungeon to inspect it. He gave one last order, "I want to hear screams, very loud."Catherine and Daemon had their orders. Now i

"What the hell is this?" Those were the only words he managed to blurt out before his mouth dropped open, and his eyes bulged out. His breath stuck in his throat as he watched the error screen repeatedly. |What's this damn system up to now? Is this how it's supposed to work and help us?| In a hurry, Tejasv tried clicking on other functions of the system. ==== >[dungeon] ... ...[ERROR] --- >[coins] ... ...[ERROR] --- >[Skills] ... ...[ERROR] --- ../initializing dungeon quest --- ...[ERROR] ...[ERROR] --- SCANNING THE SYSTEM FOR PROBLEMS--- .. instability .. [ERROR] --- SYSTEM CRASHED |:(-_-):| ==== Stumped and dismayed, he sweated buckets, his brow became wet, and his entire body became cold as if his blood had sucked to leave his body dried out. The system crashed during a critical step of a life-or-death scenario. Blanked like a white sheet of paper; nothing came to his mind. |What now? What should I tell my team? That system betrayed us! Or all of this