The senior Orcs guardians directed the juniors on the location that should be guarded, the far end of the village was the palace. A hut, to be precise. But it was the dwelling of the Orc chief, the leader of their tribe. It has about seven strong senior Orc guardians protecting the chief.The Orcs communicated with their language, and they spread around all corners of the village in case of intruders. The particular senior Orc who seems like the Commander started smelling some unfamiliar presence. He then turned and saw a figure walking towards him, it was Dexter looking more vicious than ever, his body was already bathed with their sticky Orc blood, and his demon dagger gleaming."Intruder attack!!" The Orc commander ordered his Orc army, as they ran towards Dexter.[Lightening Step]His movement couldn't be seen, as he sliced through them. One of the Orc shot three arrows at one at Dexter, but Dexter moved aside. Then leaped towards the Orc landing a blow on the face, it fell down f
[Orcs killed 500/500]'It still doesn't feel right, invading an entire village and killing everyone. I just took 500 lives and I still can't feel a remorse. I killed innocent creatures who weren't even trying to arm me, baby Orcs who couldn't defend themselves. And yet I feel no pity, but rather I feel hungry for more. It feels like after I acquired this system, I lost something. Emotions, I lost my heart, it's like this system is using me. But all that doesn't matter to me anymore, if it's using me or not, as long as I can grow stronger and more powerful. I will do whatever it takes to rise above all.'[Regeneration skill activated][Successfully absorbed the souls of 365 Orcs.][All stats increased by 10][Stats+4][20% proficiency added to the skill lightening Step.][+50 MP added]"No much rewards this time around, to think I just wasted all my skills on five hundred Orcs to get these little rewards. But at least my mana point has increased with additional 50 points that'll come
[Colossal defender (B)]Description -the shield was crafted by the greatest blacksmiths in history.Primary effect(1) - Provides unparalleled protection against all forms of physical and magical attacks.Primary effect (2)- Virtually indestructible, capable of withstanding the strongest blows without faltering.Secondary effect - Can deflect incoming projectiles and spells back at attackers. The colossal defender absorbs the destructive energies provided by the enemy and when fully charged could send back all the absorbed energies.Dexter's eyes focused on the secondary effect.'So in that case the shield had been absorbing all of the destructive energies from the Orc chief. If that's the case…'"Release!" Dexter commanded.[Error. The colossal defender had not fully charged. It can only release its energy when hundred percent charged.][Absorbed energies - 62%]"Few more to go.""Come out human! Don't be a scary cat. I will kill you!""You know it's annoying seeing you able to speak
"Ouch!" Dexter held his head which was aching badly. He looked around and noticed he was back in his room."Whoa, I'm really back home." He said in excitement, he quickly stood up from his bed and checked himself in the mirror, his body was complete.Then he started picking up a terrible smell around the room. "What's that smell?!" He traced with his nose and noticed he was the one actually smelling."Shit, why do I stink so bad?" He realized he had stayed about 5 days in the core without a bath, although on earth it's just 5 hours.Dexter dashed to his bathroom and freshened up, he combed his hair and put on some nice clothes."I'm sure Ava will be worried sick about me." He smiled, then opened the door and went to the sitting room but didn't find her there."Ava?" He called out but no response. He quickly remembered there was a dungeon outbreak before he was sent to the core. Immediately he ran outside, the neighborhood was still cleaning up the mess from the battle between the ko
Ava was in a room, her face was pale white and her eyes looking tired, signifying that she had been crying for a long time.Abruptly she sighted her brother. "Dexter!" She rolled her wheelchair faster and gave Dexter a hug, he quickly bent down to receive the hug."How are you Ava?""You're back, where were you? You keep going off. I was so scared if something has happened to you, during the outbreak." "I went to take care of something.""In the middle of a dungeon outbreak?" Ava asked, she might be young, but she wasn't stupid."Well... Just forget about it I'm here now""Ok." She responded."I'd like to discuss something with you Dexter." Henry said."Alright. Excuse me Ava, lemme have a word with Henry." He said to her, she responded with a nod."What's up?" Dexter asked. They walked towards a passage in the big building."There's good news Dexter." Henry said."Good news?" Dexter was curious."Two good news actually." Henry smiled."Well spit it out." Dexter became impatient all
Dexter walked out of Mr. Luther's office, and took his sister home. Dexter kept thinking about what the guild Master had told him Returning back to the mage academy, he remembered how he was constantly being bullied by his peers, how everyone hated him for being too weak. Till the day he was kicked out of the academy, he had dropped down all his dreams of becoming a mage hunter. But he now has the opportunity to become one, normally once an Awakener graduates from an academy, they'll have to apply to different guilds for an employment, but Dexter already had one that was willing to accept him despite his stats. Going back to the academy to graduate was his only option. It's September already and the last graduation exam will be held in December, if he registered early he'll be part of the people to receive their license this year. "Bing!" His phone received an alert. He checked and saw a message from his bank. "You have just received $1,000,000 from 008xxxxxx" "Damn, he really se
"Or else what?" Tyler asked with confidence and immediately his bouncers walked closer, the same four Awakeners he sent to deal with Dexter. "You remember these faces don't you? It's a shame they still let you use those legs of yours." Tyler chuckled in mockery. "Dexter please let's go I'm scared." Ava held his hand tight. Dexter, who doesn't want any problem or to make a scene, smacks Tyler's hand away. "Don't be so confident, you might be the one to leave without a leg." Dexter warned walking away. “Looks like you took my advice Dexter, taking good care of your sister instead of thinking about getting a girlfriend.” Selena mocked. “Shut up Selena!” “Don't speak to her that way. Face it, Dexter, you're nothing but a burden on society, just like your useless sister!" He raised his voice, gesturing towards Ava with a cruel sneer. “No matter what you do, she'll never be as normal as other kids, that's just a curse running through your bloodline” This was the one thing Dex
"Now listen up everyone!" He pointed his dagger at the crowd, then screamed in panic as they tried to escape from the door. [Lightening Step] He bolted and blocked the entrance. [Flames of hell skill activated.] He then unleashed a large amount of flames that surrounded all the clustered customers. "I want you all to throw your phones in the burning Flames if you don't want to suffer the same fate as them!" He gestured at the half dead Awakeners. Without wasting time they all threw their phones and other recording devices at the Flames. The heat was hot enough to burn them even without touching them. But Dexter has to reduce the effects. Some of the customers tried to hide their phones. [Eyes of death skill activated] “I said put down all your devices!!” he roared. Immediately the effect of the skill struck the customers, they were completely frozen in fear, all they could now see was the devil itself coming to devour their soul, a grim reaper trying to rip of their
I stood at the edge of what remained of the battlefield, staring at the ruins of the universe I had fought to save. The stars were slowly beginning to reappear in the dark void, like candles relighting after a storm. My body ached in ways I couldn’t describe, every muscle screaming in protest after the battle with the Abyssal Sovereign.But I was alive.For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I allowed myself to breathe. The weight of the universe—the literal universe—was no longer crushing me. Still, the victory felt hollow as I looked around at the destruction left behind. Planets had been reduced to dust. Civilizations, wiped out in the blink of an eye.It was up to me now. The system’s voice echoed faintly in my mind, its presence weaker but still there."Rebuilding Protocol Activated. Universal Restoration Initiated."I didn’t ask questions. There was no time for questions. With what remained of my energy, I focused, drawing on the fragments of the Sovereign’s power tha
Dexter tumbled through the void, his senses overwhelmed by the sensation of freefall. Darkness engulfed him until, with a bone-jarring impact, he landed on an obsidian platform. He groaned, pushing himself to his feet, only to find himself in an enormous chamber illuminated by swirling energy—red, black, and violet hues pulsated like a heartbeat.At the center of the room stood The Architect, their mask now removed to reveal an unnervingly calm face. Their eyes burned with a malevolent light as they addressed Dexter.“You’ve impressed me, Dexter. Few have made it this far. But you’ve only scratched the surface of my designs.”Dexter tightened his fists. “Enough talk. This ends now.”The Architect smiled, their demeanor unsettlingly serene. “Oh, it will end. But not in the way you think. You’ve been a mere pawn in this game, and it’s time to introduce the king.”The chamber shook violently. The swirling energy began to coalesce into a single, blinding point above them. Dexter shielded
The helicopter ride was a brief reprieve from the chaos they had just escaped, but the tension in the air was palpable. Lila worked furiously on her tablet, attempting to decrypt the data drive, while Marcus cleaned and inspected his weapons. Dexter sat in silence, his fists still clenched, staring out at the dark expanse below.“Anything?” Marcus asked Lila, breaking the heavy silence.“It’s encrypted six ways to Sunday,” Lila replied, her voice taut with frustration. “Whoever set this up didn’t want it cracked.”Dexter’s voice was calm but firm. “We’ve faced worse. Keep at it.”Lila nodded, determination etched on her face. “I’ll need time, but I’ll get it.”The helicopter touched down at a safehouse several miles from the smoldering remains of the Blackwell compound. It was a nondescript building, tucked away in a dense forest and surrounded by state-of-the-art security measures. As they entered, the weight of their mission pressed heavily on them.Inside, the safehouse was surpris
The team sprinted through the collapsing compound, the air thick with smoke and the deafening roar of explosions. Alarms blared, and the ground beneath their feet trembled with each detonation. The Architect's forces weren't just retreating—they were ensuring the base was destroyed, leaving no evidence behind.Dexter led the charge, his enhanced reflexes allowing him to dodge falling debris and navigate through the chaos. Behind him, Marcus kept pace, covering their rear with precision shots that took down pursuing guards. Lila and the rest of the team followed closely, their expressions a mix of urgency and determination.“Extraction point is two clicks east,” Lila shouted over the noise, her voice crackling in Dexter's earpiece. “But we’ve got a problem. Drones are back online, and they’re swarming the area.”Dexter gritted his teeth. “Then we take them out. Keep moving!”As they emerged from the main structure into the open, the sight that greeted them was grim. A fleet of aerial d
The sun was still low on the horizon when the team arrived at the edge of the target area, hidden by a dense line of trees overlooking the sprawling fortress. Blackwell’s main base was far more fortified than anticipated. Towering concrete walls surrounded the compound, with razor wire coiled along the top and watchtowers armed with automated turrets and spotlights that swept the area in precise intervals. Beyond the walls, armed guards patrolled in squads, each equipped with cutting-edge gear.Dexter crouched behind a cluster of shrubs, his sharp eyes scanning the compound. Lila's voice crackled in his earpiece. “Thermal imaging confirms over a hundred hostiles inside, with reinforcements stationed in nearby barracks. The Architect has upped the ante. There’s heavy artillery on the north and west sides, and drones patrolling the airspace.”Marcus, crouched beside him, muttered, “This isn’t a base—it’s a fortress. They’re expecting us.”Dexter’s lips curved into a grim smile. “Let the
The cold night air clung to the dense forest as Dexter and his team made their retreat from the captured facility. Their convoy was waiting at a safe distance, hidden under the cover of thick trees and underbrush. Inside the SUVs, the tension was palpable. Kane and his accomplice were restrained, their wrists bound tightly with reinforced cuffs, their mouths gagged to prevent any further attempts at manipulation.Marcus sat beside Dexter in the lead vehicle, his brows furrowed in thought. “The Architect… If Kane’s not bluffing, this changes everything. They’ve already infiltrated deep enough to create chaos on multiple fronts. It’s not just about us anymore.”Dexter leaned back in his seat, his mind racing. “We’ll analyze the data we pulled from the servers. Somewhere in there is a thread we can follow. The Architect made one mistake—they’ve revealed themselves. Now it’s just a matter of time.”Marcus nodded, but his unease lingered. The Architect’s reputation was whispered in dark co
The night air was colder than usual, a bitter chill that settled deep into the bones. Dexter stood in the middle of his personal training hall, a vast expanse filled with state-of-the-art equipment, combat dummies, and reinforced walls to withstand even the most destructive attacks. His body glistened with sweat, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. The session had been grueling, but it wasn’t enough to quiet his mind.He hurled a weighted training dummy across the room with ease, watching it crash against the wall. The frustration of Evangeline slipping through his fingers and the looming threat of Blackwell gnawed at him like a festering wound. He couldn’t afford mistakes, not now. His world was one misstep away from collapsing, and he wouldn’t allow that to happen.Marcus entered the room cautiously, knowing better than to interrupt during these moments. “We’ve got updates,” he said, his tone low but urgent.Dexter didn’t turn to face him. “Talk.”“Evangeline hasn
The city was alive with shadows as night wrapped around its towering buildings and dim alleyways. Dexter stood on the balcony of his estate, the cold breeze brushing against his face. The faint glow of the city lights below gave the illusion of calm, but he knew better. Blackwell’s attack was imminent, and the assassins hired to carry out his schemes were closing in.Marcus burst onto the balcony, urgency etched into his face. “We’ve located Evangeline. She’s holed up in a suite at the Bellcrest Hotel. Our surveillance confirms she hasn’t moved since arriving.”Dexter’s gaze remained fixed on the horizon. “And Kane?”“Still no sign, but the tracker planted on one of Blackwell’s former aides is giving us leads. We’ve intercepted encrypted communications; Kane is involved, but he’s keeping low.”Dexter turned, his expression calm yet menacing. “Evangeline first. She’s the immediate threat. Assemble a team. No direct confrontation—gather information, destabilize her network, and keep her
The rain poured heavily, drumming against the windows of the estate like a relentless cadence. Dexter stood in his study, staring at the storm outside, lost in thought. The world beyond the glass was a blur of darkness and streaks of water, but it mirrored the tempest brewing within him. The silence of the estate was only broken by the occasional crack of thunder, but it did little to distract him from the news Marcus had delivered earlier.Blackwell’s desperation wasn’t just a gamble—it was a declaration of war. And wars, Dexter knew, were won not just by strength but by foresight.The door creaked open behind him, and Marcus entered without preamble. His coat was damp from the rain, and a folder was tucked under his arm. He placed it on the desk and tapped it lightly."Updates," Marcus said, his tone brisk. "We’ve identified two names from Blackwell’s contact list. Both are high-value mercenaries with reputations for taking on impossible contracts."Dexter turned from the window and