My assessment of our preparedness brought forth a satisfied smile as I glanced at Arthur, who responded with a nervous affirmation. A peculiar blend of anticipation and fear tingled at the edge of my senses as my gaze landed on the foreboding door ahead. Freedom from this desolate confinement was within grasp, but the path ahead was strewn with formidable obstacles.Gently tapping the obstructions, I sent the freezer back into my [Subspace], clearing our path. With the task done, I navigated towards the door, instructing Arthur firmly, "Stay behind me!" He promptly fell in line, tailing me closely as we embarked on our journey.The voyage across the hallway of the first floor towards the stairwell was interrupted by a few roaming Demons, most likely stray remnants from the levels above. With deft agility, I unleashed a flurry of blades, dispatching the intruders swiftly. Arthur, caught between eagerness and caution, scurried to collect their fallen Cores. After successfully neutralizi
Utilizing the combined force of my three Skills, I released a volley of Spikes and Claws, along with the entire array of blades I had summoned. >SWOOOOOSHHHHHFTWIP
Excruciating pain tore through my body, each heartbeat a reminder of my dire state. The steady rhythm of blood dripping from my shredded clothes underscored my suffering, and I swayed with the waves of encroaching unconsciousness. Yet, I held onto my sword tightly, my glare unwavering at the group of Demons standing before me."Fifteen...when...will it end...?!" I gasped out, my chest heaving with exertion. There was no answer to my desperate plea, no respite from the oppressive fatigue that wrapped itself around my body like a vise.The Kobold Guardians took deep, ominous breaths, heralding the commencement of their vile skill. I cursed under my breath, and through sheer force of will, propelled myself beyond the reach of their impending sonic assault. The invisible shockwave rushed past, causing the hairs on my skin to stand on end just from the residual force.Seeing an opening, I charged at the immobilized monsters, momentarily incapacitated by the after-effects of their skill. Wi
“Guraaaaaaooooo!!!” The beast let out an ear-splitting roar, sending shockwaves throughout the cavern.I dug my heels into the ground, bracing myself against the tremendous force emanating from the Hell Kobold King.“Keukk!”With a menacing glare directed at me, the Demon King gestured towards me, uttering commands in an indecipherable language. The subordinates, the Guardians, sprang into action immediately, lunging towards me with unwavering loyalty.At that moment, I understood why the King's intelligence stat was so high. This Demon possessed a degree of self-awareness, enough to command its lesser minions.I tightened my grip around the hilt of my sword, preparing for the imminent assault, or so I thought…>Kkkkrrrtttt
From the earliest moments of my existence, it was as if a cruel destiny had etched a painful truth deep into my soul: life was profoundly unfair. I was reminded of this harsh reality by my playmates, classmates, teachers, even by my own father. "Damian is so odd!", "Stop acting strange, Damian!", and the countless instances of, "Shut up, Damian!", echoed in my mind, ringing like an unwanted melody from a broken music box. I was the outcast, the one they couldn't comprehend, the child who danced to his own tune, albeit a tune they saw as odd and disturbing.In this unjust world, some were blessed with charming faces, eloquent speech, and charismatic personalities that drew people towards them. Others were born with the golden spoon, their wealth and influence making them untouchable. However, what I had come to understand was that the greatest fortune of all was sheer luck, something utterly beyond our control. If you were born lacking in looks, wealth, or sociability, there was littl
A sense of befuddlement permeated my consciousness as I came to grips with my current situation. "What's happening?" I whispered into the engulfing darkness, my voice bouncing back like an echo in an empty cavern.The assumption that I was dead seemed to crumble, leaving me confused and disoriented. I found myself secluded in an empty space, an abyss of darkness that stretched on infinitely in every direction.I was alone, surrounded by nothing but the void. The only exception to this was a shining anomaly that suddenly appeared before my perplexed eyes.In the midst of the darkness, a golden window manifested, casting a warm glow that sharply contrasted the black void around me. “What on earth could this be?" I mused, my voice barely above a whisper.[System Alert]- Will You Proceed?[Yes] [No][..]I was presented with a choice— a job. I remembered having a slot for it in my Status Window, although it had been blank up until now. This must mean that I was now eligible to select a p
During my tenure at the Sacred Hall, one of the most significant lessons I learned was the mechanics of the Demon Core 'explosion method.' This understanding was gleaned from closely observing the struggles of the Gifted, in their fierce battles against the Demons.Demon Cores are intriguing as they are the physical manifestation of a Demon's energy, condensed into a tangible form. This energy is distinctly demonic, and it inherently rejects any form of interaction with energy that originates from humans. Attempts to amalgamate these two contrasting energies have invariably led to an energy clash, resulting in a catastrophic explosion.Utilizing this knowledge to my advantage, I channeled my recently harnessed magic power, conveniently stored as 'MP', into each of the Demon Cores. This task was simplified by the fact that all of my possessions bear my unique 'Signature', enabling them to readily accept my infusion of Magic Power.The outcome of this strategic move was nothing short of
The broad grin on my face was a mirror reflecting my sheer delight as I surveyed my plentiful collection of Demon Cores. After a brief period of unconsciousness that I used to rejuvenate my weary body, I found myself still surrounded by the deserted expanse of the ground floor, a stark reminder of the grueling battle I had recently endured.Re-examining the items stored in my [Subspace], a grin crept across my face, almost involuntarily. The progress I had made within a mere couple of days was astonishing. I was no longer the terrified boy I had been a few weeks ago when I first stepped back into the world; my growth was undeniable."Yet, there's more to come…" I muttered, glancing at the entrance not far from where I sat. The sweet aroma of freedom was intoxicating. However, my journey was far from over."Patience is key! I can't rush this!" The external world surely held more dangers than I could possibly predict, and my only source of knowledge was my time spent in the Sacred Hall.