As Jeremy stood in the midst of the desert, his surroundings taking on an eerie stillness, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The plain and smooth desert stretched out before him, seemingly endless in its expanse.
The heat intensified, causing beads of sweat to form on his forehead and trickle down his face. His throat felt parched, a dryness that seemed to consume him from within. Gulping down the rising anxiety, Jeremy took a tentative step forward, his boots sinking slightly into the soft sand. But as he moved, he felt a peculiar sensation beneath his foot. It was a slight crunch, as if he had stepped on something fragile. Curiosity piqued, he lifted his leg to inspect what he had inadvertently crushed. 'E rank beast (Desert crab)' To his surprise, he found himself staring at the remnants of an E-rank beast, a desert crab. Its lifeless form lay before him, its carapace gleaming in the harsh sunlight. Jeremy's expectations were tempered, knowing that defeating such a low-ranked creature would likely yield no significant reward. However, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of disappointment. "There's no reward? Well, I guess I shouldn't have expected much from an E-rank beast," Jeremy muttered to himself, a hint of resignation in his voice. He stooped down to pick up the lifeless crab, examining its sturdy carapace with a mix of curiosity and fascination. It was far more resilient than he had anticipated. It had seven pairs of legs and was two times bigger than a normal crab, the foremost was in the form of claws, and its carapace resembled metal. "Its carapace is sturdy than usual." He noted, this was one of the many things Jeremy had also been doing for the past two days, he had carried out a research on different types and species of animals. He had limited access to the number of beasts he could learn about, as this was one of the disadvantages of not being in a guild, except one had a tremendous family backing. And Jeremy possessed none of them. But before he could dwell further on his findings, a sudden rumble shook the ground beneath him. His heart skipped a beat as a deafening roar echoed through the desert, sending shivers down his spine. His eyes widened in alarm as he realized that he was not alone. **"ROAR!!!"*" A multitude of sand worms emerged from the depths of the desert, their massive forms undulating with an unnatural grace. Their enormous mouths were filled with desert crabs, crushing them effortlessly. Jeremy's heart raced, his fatigue momentarily forgotten as fear coursed through his veins. 'C- ranked beast has been spotted, eliminate them.' "Wait, I thought the quest was to survive?" Jeremy thought, his mind racing to make sense of the situation. The instructions had clearly stated that he needed to survive the C+ ranked dungeon, but now he was faced with the task of eliminating these formidable beasts. The stakes had suddenly been raised, and Jeremy found himself standing at the precipice of a life-or-death battle. As the sand worms closed in on him, their furious momentum shaking the very ground he stood on, Jeremy felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He knew that he couldn't afford to back down now. The fate of his future hung in the balance, and he was determined to carve his own destiny in this supernatural realm. With a deep breath, Jeremy summoned every ounce of courage within him and prepared to face the imminent threat. His hands trembled slightly, but his resolve remained unwavering. He would fight, he would survive, and he would emerge victorious. The battle for survival had begun, and Jeremy was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. As the sand worms lunged towards him with relentless fury, he braced himself for the fight of his life. Every second would matter, every decision could mean the difference between triumph and defeat. Jeremy in a split second went through his inventory of weapons via the system. "I've got the sword, and the shuriken, these are only the weapons, and they were gifted to me by the system yesterday for completing my daily quest." Jeremy's mind processed information at an incredible pace, of course that was because his life was at stake. The weapons his system gifted him were not graded by the former, and he was oblivious of the reason. Albeit, he decided to throw a shuriken towards the closest worm, and as expected, it did nothing but shatter on impact. And this only enraged the sandworms the more. "Tsk! Useless system, this weapons are useless!" He thought, while calling on the system to materialize the sword inwardly. Luckily, the sword unlike the shuriken was as strong as a newly evolved c rank beast. Petrified, he slashed violently against the hide of the beast and inflicted a deep cut on it. 'Sandworms have been angered; Rage mode activated:_:damage caused by them have been increased by twenty percent.' "Tsk!" Jeremy cursed in frustration, his hands trembling in desperation. "Well then, I'll just have to cut harder!" He thought. In that moment, Jeremy vowed to himself that he would not let fear dictate his actions. He would tap into his inner strength, unleash his hidden potential, and overcome the seemingly insurmountable odds. With each swing of his blade and each dodge of a sand worm's attack, he seemed closer to victory. Time seemed to blur as the minutes ticked away, and Jeremy found himself fully immersed in the battle. The desert became a battleground, the sand swirling in a chaotic dance as he fought for his life. Sweat poured down his face, and his blood and the sandworms green blood decorated his coat and his face, mingling with the dust and grime, but he pushed through the exhaustion, driven by an unyielding determination. As the countdown on the timer continued to tick down, Jeremy's focus sharpened. Every move he made was calculated, every strike precise. He adapted quickly to the sand worms' attacks, exploiting their weaknesses and finding moments of vulnerability. The battle was fierce, but Jeremy refused to back down. With each sand worm that fell under his blade, Jeremy's confidence grew. He could taste victory in the air, a sweet and exhilarating sensation that spurred him on. As the number of the sandworms dwindled, Jeremy unleashed a final flurry of attacks, his determination burning like a raging fire within him. And then, with a triumphant yell, he struck down the last sand worm, its massive form collapsing to the ground.The deafening silence that followed was broken only by Jeremy's heavy breathing. He stood amidst the aftermath of the battle, his chest heaving as adrenaline coursed through his veins. The desert around him was littered with the lifeless bodies of the sand worms, their once fearsome forms now reduced to motionless hulks. The air hung heavy with the scent of victory, mingling with the faint musk of the fallen beasts. Jeremy took a moment to catch his breath, his mind still reeling from the intensity of the battle. Sweat soaked his clothes, clinging to his skin like a second layer. His body ached from the exertion, but a sense of accomplishment surged within him. He had faced the challenge head-on and emerged triumphant. As he surveyed the scene, his eyes fell upon the lifeless desert crab he had picked up earlier. In the chaos of the battle, it had been forgotten, dropped to the ground amidst the flurry of action. Jeremy bent down to retrieve it, holding it up in his hands once m
Jeremy's body throbbed with an unbearable pain, clouding his thoughts and pushing him to his physical limits. 'Full health of user has been restored.' 'Hidden quest performance grading: B-' 'User's new rank: c' 'Weapon inventory and system store has been updated' 'AI voiceover for guiding user is now available' '21 skill points have been allocated to user.' 'Quest completed: Heart of steel (in the face of an overwhelming opponent, damage received would be reduced up to 2% while endurance would be boosted up to 25 when in danger.' He had pushed himself to the brink of destruction, but now, finally, the system was here to ease his suffering and restore him to full health. It was a moment of relief and gratitude, as he felt the weight lift off his shoulders and his body become whole once more. The injuries and deep cuts that had plagued him were miraculously healed, a testament to the power of the system. As he lay there, supine, Jeremy's gaze shifted towards the projection han
Jeremy stood in the unfamiliar surroundings, his mind racing to make sense of his current predicament. Confusion washed over him as he realized that he was not where he had expected to be after accepting the quest. The system stories he had read a few days ago, always transported the users back to the exact location where they had embarked on their journey. But now, he found himself in an unknown place with tattered clothes and a sense of disorientation. As he pondered his situation, a gust of wind brushed against his face, causing his clothes to flutter. Jeremy took a few steps forward, hoping to find some answers or at least a clue as to his whereabouts. To his surprise, he stumbled upon a road named Cipher Street. The population in this area seemed sparse, but he could not help but notice the strange reactions from the people he encountered. "They're avoiding me," Jeremy mused, a hint of disappointment in his voice. He observed as two young women quickly averted their gaze and
As Jeremy crossed the threshold into the inner sanctum of the guild, a hush fell upon the bustling room. The members, engrossed in their respective tasks, paused momentarily to acknowledge his presence. Some offered friendly greetings, their voices carrying a melody of warmth and camaraderie, while others simply nodded in recognition. It was evident that his arrival had not gone unnoticed, and Jeremy couldn't help but marvel at how seamlessly he seemed to blend into the fabric of the guild. "It appears that I have been embraced as one of their own," Jeremy mused, a sense of satisfaction washing over him as he surveyed the scene before him. The realization that he had effortlessly assimilated into this clandestine world only fueled his intrigue, leaving him with a lingering sense of curiosity about the guild's inner workings. As he made his way towards Jessica's office, Jeremy couldn't help but ponder the significance of the guild members' familiarity with his presence. It seem
It was a scorching Sunday afternoon in Oakfield city, with the sun blazing down mercilessly, threatening to smite anyone in its path. The citizens of the city were desperately seeking refuge from the unusual and intense heat, clutching umbrellas as they went about their day, hoping to shield themselves from the blistering rays.Meanwhile, Jeremy found himself standing just before the entrance to the kitchen, a sheepish smile on his face as his mother scolded him. Ignoring her words, seemingly lost in thoughts as he pondered, "I thought the weather forecasters said it was going to be a thunderstorm?"His mother's voice grew louder as she hollered, trying to get his attention. But then, her tone softened, and a pitiful look crossed her face. "Jeremy," she said, her voice filled with disappointment, "are you even listening?""I'm sorry, Mum," Jeremy mumbled, his gaze fixed on the ground. He could sense his mother's disappointment, and it made him feel guilty."Where did you go for a wh
It was another mundane Monday at school, the day that almost every student dreaded. The weather matched the dullness of the day, with a gloomy atmosphere hanging in the air. The morning assembly passed by in a blur of announcements and mundane speeches.However, Jeremy was different. He walked with an air of extreme confidence, his uniform impeccably tailored and his shoes polished to perfection. The student who had once been discriminated against for his family's financial status, his white hair, and average looks, was now the talk of the school.As Jeremy made his way to class, he paid no attention to the stares and whispers around him. Girls blushed as he passed by, and even a few boys couldn't help but be captivated by his presence."Devils!" Jeremy thought inwardly, ignoring the eyes fixed on him and the awkward and lewd looks he received.People would have loved to approach him, to befriend him, but there was an unmistakable cold aura surrounding him and a fierce gaze in his ey
Determined to change the narrative and make himself more approachable and relatable, Jeremy made a conscious effort to switch off his cold aura. He wanted to show his classmates and teachers that there was more to him than just an intimidating presence. He softened his expression, allowing a genuine smile to grace his lips, and his demeanor transformed from aloof to welcoming.The change in Jeremy's aura didn't go unnoticed. Some of his classmates, who had previously been wary of approaching him, began to feel more at ease in his presence. They saw a side of him that they hadn't seen before, someone who was willing to engage and interact on a friendly level. Slowly but surely, Jeremy started to break down the barriers that had been built around him.As the day progressed, the dynamics within the school began to shift. Some were drawn to him out of genuine interest, while others sought to use his newfound popularity for their own gain.In the third period, Jeremy found himself in a m
Wednesday had arrived, heralding a pivotal moment for Jeremy as he stepped into the bustling main office of the dark guild. A grand sign emblazoned with the guild's name greeted him, casting a festive glow over the transformed space, now resembling a lively dance floor. The atmosphere crackled with excitement, fueled by an impressive spread of refreshments: from fine wines and chilled beers to a variety of spirits, sodas, succulent steaks sizzling on grills, and an assortment of delectable treats.Before the revelry could commence, introductions took precedence. Jeremy surveyed the room, taking note of the twenty out of thirty hunters and exorcists who had gathered. Among them, fifteen held the esteemed C grade, each with a unique aura of seasoned experience. Another five members stood out as B grade, their presence exuding confidence and capability, and were filled by those hovering between B- and B+, each embodying their own blend of skill and determination.For the remaining ten