At the Ironfist residence, a place usually filled with joy and laughter, now only sorrow and deep sadness could be felt. As Liam, Aria, Celeste, Merlin, and Sergio entered through the front gate, they were greeted by faces full of grief and concern. Maria, Evan's mother, stood in the middle of the crowd, her expression reflecting the weight of the news they had received.Liam, usually accustomed to pressure, felt an overwhelming emotional burden as he took in the scene. He stepped forward, trying to deliver the news carefully, though his voice was heavy with sorrow. "We have returned, but... not all of us made it back."Liam's words touched the hearts of everyone in the crowd. Maria immediately covered her mouth, struggling to hold back the sobs that were already threatening to escape. Beside her, the Ironfist family and close friends of those who had embarked on the journey felt a deep sense of loss.In the midst of the thick sorrow, Aria, who was usually strong and resilient, could

Evan emerged from the shattered cave, surrounded by debris and darkness. His steps were slow, each movement filled with exhaustion and confusion. As he advanced further, a new system message suddenly broke the oppressive silence.New Quest Received: Conquer Tenebros, the World You Now Inhabit.The message echoed in his ears, bringing with it a new burden to bear. Evan paused, surveying the grim and unfamiliar environment around him. Tenebros, the world he now found himself in, was the next challenge he had to face. A mix of alertness, fatigue, and determination enveloped him.Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Evan resolved to tackle this daunting quest. It was his only option now to survive and uncover the secrets of this world. The battle with the Kobolds had made him realize how far he still had to go in terms of strength. He needed to become much stronger.Unaware of what was happening in Arcadia City, Evan hoped that his friends there would return safely. With renewed determ

Evan trudged forward with heavy steps, each one feeling more meaningless in the vast emptiness of the barren plains. Exhaustion seeped into his bones, and the gnawing hunger clawed at his insides, making his thoughts spiral between despair and the faint hope of some stroke of luck. Around him, the rocky hills loomed high, presenting a monotonous and bleak landscape. Occasionally, his eyes would catch sight of some mushrooms growing on the cliff walls, but he hesitated. The color and shape of the mushrooms were too unfamiliar, and his instincts warned that they might be nature’s traps—more dangerous than life-saving.In his doubt, Evan tried to recall the survival lessons from his childhood. "When in doubt, don't consume," he muttered softly, almost like a mantra. With an empty stomach and a wandering mind, he knew that one small mistake could be fatal. He averted his gaze from the mushrooms and continued his journey, hoping for something safer ahead. Meanwhile, the shadows of the ston

In a world teeming with Lizardmen, Aria moved like an untouchable shadow, radiating an aura of undeniable power. Beneath a blood-red sky above a dense forest with towering trees, she and her team were locked in a fierce battle. Her body moved with mesmerizing agility, blending magic and swordsmanship in a deadly harmony.With a swift motion, Aria drew her sword, a slender blade that gleamed with a soft blue light. As a group of Lizardmen emerged from the shadows of the trees, she remained undaunted. Her blue eyes burned with determination, her focus unbroken.Aria began with a simple gesture, raising her left hand and uttering an incantation. The air around her trembled, and in an instant, a glowing magical circle appeared on the ground, emanating a dark aura. In a flash, from the circle, shadowy spears shot out with lightning speed, piercing the body of one Lizardman, causing green blood to spurt out.But that was just the beginning of the deadly dance Aria was about to perform. Grac

That night, the rain poured heavily, shrouding all of Tenebros in darkness and the heart-pounding sound of raindrops. The cold wind bit into the skin, as if forcing anyone still outside to seek shelter. Evan, who had been fighting all day, found a cave deep enough to shield him from the bad weather. With heavy steps, he entered it, ignoring the exhaustion gnawing at his body. Inside the cave, there was only the sound of water droplets echoing from the ceiling to the stones below, creating a monotonous rhythm that, strangely, brought him a sense of peace.After ensuring the cave was safe, Evan sat in its darkest corner, where the wind couldn’t reach. He took a deep breath, trying to warm his cold body. On the cave wall, his strong fingers began etching words in a nearly forgotten language. Each letter he carved into the stone was an effort to maintain his sanity, a way to remember who he truly was. The language he used was from his world—a world he had long left behind, but one that st