After an exhausting day, Evan finally sat with his parents in the warm and cozy living room. Maria, sitting beside him, held his hand lovingly, unable to believe that her son had truly returned. Daniel sat in the chair next to her, watching Evan with a look of pride and relief."So, tell us about what you've experienced all this time," Daniel said, his voice full of curiosity. "We're all eager to hear about your journey."Evan began recounting his story with enthusiasm, sharing the various experiences and challenges he had faced over the years. He talked about the new world he had entered, encounters with various creatures, and the lessons he learned throughout his journey. Maria and Daniel listened intently, occasionally asking questions or expressing their amazement.In the middle of their warm conversation, Aria approached them. Her presence brightened the atmosphere even more. Aria, who had become part of the Ironfist family during Evan's absence, seemed very close to the family.
In the safe zone of Arcadia City, the atmosphere was tense and filled with exhaustion after an important executive meeting. Ten key executives, each leading large groups within their organization, gathered in a luxurious conference room. Despite sitting in comfortable chairs, their expressions showed deep fatigue and anxiety.The forces they sent to the Level 6 Dimensional Gate numbered 50, the largest deployment they had ever undertaken. However, only 15 returned, many of them severely injured. The decision to attack and seize control of the Level 6 Dimensional Gate had left a significant impact, not only on the physical condition of their troops but also on their morale and reputation.The executives were well aware of the grim reality of the operation's outcome, but they chose to hide the truth. In front of the public and the entire world, they claimed that they had successfully conquered the Level 6 Dimensional Gate. They framed this victory as a great achievement that demonstrate
In a small house located on the outskirts of Arcadia City, Isolde sat in the warm living room with her mother. The cold air outside seemed incapable of penetrating the warmth within their home. Yet, despite the cozy atmosphere, Isolde's heart was filled with deep anxiety and guilt.Isya, a woman with graying hair but still radiating gentleness and strength, watched her daughter attentively. Isolde rarely appeared so lost in thought, and it made her mother worry."Mother," Isolde's voice was soft, almost a whisper. "I feel like a coward."Isya frowned. "Why do you say that, dear? You just returned from a very difficult battle. Everyone knows how brave you are."Isolde shook her head slowly, her gaze fixed on the wooden floor beneath her feet. "Mother, I did come back, but I returned with a tremendous fear. I saw my friends fighting, some of them sacrificing their lives. While I... I was too scared to stay there. I wanted to fight, to help them, but my body wouldn't move. I chose to sav
The Ironfist family remained steadfast in their mission, undeterred by the plans announced by Blue Sky. To them, rankings were just numbers, and they refused to be measured by a system created by someone they didn’t trust. Their focus was on preparing for a far more important mission: entering the level 5 dimensional gate, one of the greatest challenges the family had ever faced. After a week of intense training and preparation, the long-awaited day finally arrived.At the Ironfist family’s headquarters, the atmosphere was thick with tension and anticipation. All the family members and practitioners gathered in the main courtyard, eyes fixed on the dimensional gate that stood tall, emanating an aura of mystery and menace. The gate seemed to challenge anyone daring enough to enter.Evan stood at the front, his posture firm and his expression calm. Inside, he felt a mix of emotions—excitement, caution, and a burning desire to face this challenge. Though he had faced life-and-death situa
As the Ironfist family team stepped out of the portal from the Level 5 dimensional gate, they found themselves on a vast plain covered in thick snow. The bone-chilling air immediately gripped them, their breaths visible in the icy mist that hung around them. The white snow reflected the dim light from the gray sky, giving the place a sense of not just physical coldness, but also a darkness and danger lurking beneath its surface.Zeke, leading the group, quickly took control of the situation. He donned his helmet, equipped with communication and temperature sensors, and issued instructions through the internal communication system. "Activate your body heaters. Make sure you turn on the thermal shields to reduce the effects of this extreme cold," he ordered firmly.They all promptly followed his command, activating the equipment they had prepared. The sound of thermal shields powering up echoed amidst the howling wind that blew snow across their faces, providing some warmth and protecti
The first Ice Golem attacked, swinging its massive arm with enough force to shatter a mountain. Yet Evan calmly dodged, his movements so fast that he seemed like a shadow, impossible to grasp. Every blow from the golem missed, crashing into the ground and shattering the surrounding ice, but Evan remained untouched.With astonishing speed, Evan leaped into the air, his sword—Blade of Eternity—glowing with a cold blue light. With a single slash, he struck the Ice Golem's arm, shattering it into tiny fragments. The golem roared in pain, its voice reverberating through the air. But Evan didn't stop there; he continued his assault with incredible speed and precision, striking at the weak points of each golem that approached.The battle was an epic spectacle, a dance between brutal strength and deadly precision. Evan moved with almost inhuman grace, evading every golem's attack and retaliating with devastating strikes. When two golems tried to attack him simultaneously, Evan spun swiftly, s
After hours of traversing the cold and silent snow plains, the Ironfist group began to feel the biting chill growing ever stronger. Every step was heavy, but their spirits remained high after their recent great victory. They all stayed alert, watching every corner for signs of danger that might emerge.Zeke, who was leading the group, suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop. In the distance, two large figures, well known to them all, started to become visible. Two Ice Golems stood tall on a ridge of ice, staring menacingly at the Ironfist group.“This will be another tough fight,” Zeke muttered as he gazed seriously at the two monsters. But before he could give an order, Evan, standing beside him, patted his shoulder.“I won’t interfere this time, Zeke,” Evan said calmly. “This is your chance to show how much you’ve all grown.”Zeke looked at Evan for a moment, trying to gauge the meaning behind his words. He knew well that Evan could easily defeat those monsters, but it
As the night grew late and the cold air outside became increasingly piercing, some members of the Ironfist Hunter, exhausted from a long and tiring day, had fallen asleep inside the carefully set-up tent. The sound of wind gusts and snowflakes cascading from the sky served as the backdrop to the tranquil night. While some chose to sleep, others remained vigilant or whispered in hushed tones.Evan, having finished checking the preparations and ensuring everyone was well, stepped out of the tent to get some fresh air. His steps disrupted the warmth and noise of the tent as he entered the cold night world. Outside, beneath a sky full of stars, Evan saw Aria sitting alone on the edge of a snowbank, staring blankly into the night.Evan approached Aria softly, trying not to disturb her mood. When he stood beside her, he realized how cold the night was, seeing Aria's breath forming a thin mist in the air."Aria," Evan said gently, trying not to startle her. "I saw you sitting here alone. Is