"Grandma, please don't do this to me, you already promised me the position as director." Charles let out with a pained voice."Clarissa only got the contract with the help of Donald, how can you let someone who relies on others become director? It will only become the fall of our Storm family." He continued.Lady Storm looked at Charles with a frown on her face."It is all your fault, Charles,""How? What did I do?" Charles questioned."Why did you let William win the arm wrestling yesterday? Who asked you to go easy on him," this particular question came as a hit to Charles who still couldn't believe how he lost.His grandmother and Florence still think he purposely lost in order to let William take the lead, but it was all far from the truth."Answer! If you hadn't let him win, I would have thrown him out of the Storm family and Clarissa would have lost her chance to become director," Lady Storm continued.She never wanted to give Clarissa the position in the first place.She asked
"Grandma, we had a deal that I would have the position of director if I struck a deal with Starkcom, why are you switching it up now?" Clarissa said with a sad voice.Lady Storm was sitting in a throne-like chair in the big living room, Charles was standing beside her with a smile on his face.Clarissa looked heartbroken as her eyes reddened from the sadness and betrayal she felt at the moment.'I knew they wouldn't give her the position easily,' William, who stood beside her, thought to himself."Clarissa, we won't let the wife of a loser take over such an important position in our family's business." Charles chimed in."What image of our family would we be sending if you are leading?" he continued, asking a question."Let me help you answer it. Shame, Disgrace, pitiful.. those are the images we would project of ourselves if you are the director." Charles scoffed at the end of his statement."Clarissa, what Charles said is the obvious truth," Lady Storm supported her grandson."Why d
The Storm family is a very powerful family in the nation of Astoria, therefore, even their guards are well trained fighters and cultivators.Nevertheless, seeing them laying on the ground with pained expression made Lady Storm almost stand up from her seat out of shock."My hands, I can't feel my hands no more! Young master Charles, please come save me""Ahh!!""Waa!! My leg, my leg!"The three of them cried out loud as pain rocked their world.Two of them were lying on the ground, blood spilling out of their injuries. One's hand was broken and the leg of the other was brutally out of join, a little of his leg bone protruding out.Charles who had called for the guards was short of words, he kept staring at them and no word left his mouth."Is this the weaklings you sent after me? When you have stronger soldiers, come call me." William smirked, his voice laced with power and authority causing even lady storm to shiver.Charles felt digging a hole in the ground in order to escape this n
Donald walked into the living room with proud steps, an attractive smile adorning his face as he smiled at Clarissa and Lady storm who both had the same surprised expression.Just as he was about to greet them, he saw three bloodied bodies on the ground, crying."What happened here?" He asked with a surprise expression on his face.These guards were powerful guards, he knew them because he had fought with them in the past and they were not people he could joke with."That bastard did it," Charles replied."He fucking beat our guards up to such a state, can you believe it," he added, gritting his teeth."Huh?" Donald looked at Charles confused."Which bastard are you taking about? Is it William? No it can't be William, he doesn't have the power to beat even the weakest guard.. who is this bastard then?" He asked."It is indeed William, he did this," Charles dropped the name and Donald eyes widened in shock.William is weak, very weak compared to the weakest guard but he was able to bea
"Yo, Boss William." Penber walked towards William to welcome him with a smile on his face.William looked at him with a calm smile on his face, the last time he was here, Penber was the one who let him see Clarion."How is it going for you, Penber." William stretched his hand for an handshake and Penber shook his hands.The last time, Penber tried exerting strength on his grip. He did the same thing this time with a smile on his face."Haha, still trying to show your strength?" William laughed and exerted strength on his hand.CRACK-CRACK--The sound of bone breaking could be heard around the first floor of Starkcom hotel.Penber eyes widened in surprise, he was feeling so much pain to make a grown man faint but didn't show any look of pain on his face."You have got a lot stronger since the last time we met," He said with a smile on his face.However he was trying to hide the pain and shock.'He is this strong without any magic power? What if someone like this becomes an elite?''I
William could be seen sleeping in his room with Clarissa resting on his chest, she is also asleep, however, if one observes the face of William they would notice a pained and struggling expression like that of someone stuck in a nightmare.However, it was indeed a nightmare......It was a very dark place, a place devoid of light and even color.In this place, the only sound that could be heard was a noise that resembles the eerie cries of souls used in horror movies.And in the middle of this place was someone, no they were two people actually.One was William, he was dressed in white clothes and his body exuded a little glow that lit up a small area. The glow from his clothes illuminated the face of the other one and this one was terrifying.It was someone with almost the same appeal as William, however, he had a horn on his head and a devilish grin."Soon, William, soon!" This evil looking being said with a cold grin on his devilish face.William shivered at those words, it was a n
Storm Mansion.Lady Storm and her two grandchildren, as well as William and Donald, sat in the sitting room."Grandma, we will leave for the auction soon. Is there anything you want so I can get it for you there?" Donald asked with a smile.William looked at Donald with a calm expression on his face.Today is the day of the auction. Donald is here to pick up Charles as well as try his luck with getting Clarissa and also to humiliate William."Haha, you have already done enough for us, Donald. If it wasn't for your help, our family would not have had a chance with Starkcom. The deal is already enough trouble," Lady Storm replied with a laugh, mentioning Donald's deeds.'Haha, it is funny how they believe this geezer can actually make Starkcom sign a deal with anyone,' William snickered inwardly."Lady Storm, I did it out of goodwill. It is no big deal," Donald boasted."No big deal?" William retorted with a calm expression."Yes, it was no big deal for me. Do you have any problem with
Ring City, Astoria. Ring City is one of the most prosperous city in the nation of Astoria due to the large population of businessmen especially those with magical powers. In this city, there are a lot of cultivators and wealthy men. Because of this, the city is very developed and is able to house one of the biggest business house — The Golden Pearl House!! Today, in the early hours of the morning, the road in the ring City was filled with big cars, the sky was lined with several aircraft including private jets and even helicopters. "Mom, why is Ring City so busy today?" A young kid asked his mother. Amazed by the large number of aircraft flew through the air. The mother looked at her kid with a smile and replied, "The biggest business house is hosting an auction and wealthy men from around the world are coming to take part in it," "Mom, we are very rich, right? Why aren't we going with them?" The mother and her kid were sitting in a flashy car worth more than five hundred thousa
The world had changed, but it was slowly mending. The scars left by the apocalypse were deep, and the memories of those harrowing days would never truly fade, but humanity was resilient. Two weeks had passed since the hunters had emerged victorious from the Death Tower, and in that short time, the earth had already begun to heal.The sky was a clear blue, the clouds soft and white, drifting peacefully above a world that had been plunged into darkness for so long. The air, once thick with the stench of decay and the virus that had plagued humanity, was now clean and fresh, a reminder of the life that had been restored. Birds, absent during the apocalypse, had returned, their songs filling the air with a sense of normalcy that had been absent for far too long.The government, once crippled by the chaos, had reestablished itself. Leaders who had survived the ordeal stepped forward, determined to rebuild the world that had been nearly destroyed. They worked tirelessly, organizing effo
William blinked as the light surrounding him began to fade, the familiar, comforting warmth of reality returning to him.The oppressive darkness and twisted landscape were gone, replaced by the cool air and the solid ground beneath his feet.He felt the weight of exhaustion settle over him, but with it came a profound sense of relief. He had won.As his vision cleared, William found himself standing at the entrance of the Death Tower, the same place where their perilous journey had begun. He wasn’t alone. Around him, the surviving hunters appeared, emerging from their own battles, their faces a mixture of disbelief, exhaustion, and profound relief.They were fewer in number—much fewer. What had once been a group of sixty had been reduced to a small, ragged handful. They looked at each other, their eyes wide with surprise and then, slowly, with growing joy as they realized what had happened. They had survived. They had made it out alive.Carson was the first to speak, his voice hoars
William stared at the figure before him, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the twisted reflection standing just a few paces away. The smirk on the doppelganger's face was chilling, filled with an arrogance and darkness that William recognized but had never embraced himself. This was not just a reflection; it was something far more sinister. "Who are you?" William demanded, his voice steady, though the unease gnawed at him. "Why do you look like me?" The doppelganger tilted its head slightly, the smirk widening. "I am the Dark One," it said, its voice a distorted echo of William's own. "The force behind the apocalypse, the one who brought chaos and ruin to your world." William’s eyes widened in shock, and then narrowed in anger. "You... You’re the one who unleashed the zombies, who turned the world into a living nightmare?" His grip tightened on his sword, the blade beginning to glow faintly with the power of his blood magic. "Why? Why would you do something so monstrous?
After venturing into the portal, the fate of all the hunters were left in their own hands. Each of them were sent to a new world to face a different challenge. A large numbers of the hunters died the moment they appeared!Some fought with their last bits of strengths, the zeal to survive pushing them further. Nevertheless most of them were unable to wrestle against their own fate. Some like Carson and Gregor survived. A lot faced unfortunate deaths, their fates ended! This was the job of the death tower after all. ....Mark found himself standing in a desolate wasteland, the ground cracked and barren, with jagged rocks jutting out of the earth like broken teeth. The sky above was a swirling mass of dark clouds, and the air was thick with the smell of sulfur. There was no sign of life, no movement, only the oppressive silence of a world that had been long abandoned."Where am I?" Mark muttered to himself, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of his sword. He looked aroun
Gregor awoke to a world of fire and smoke. The ground beneath him was hot, the air thick with ash and the smell of burning flesh. He groaned as he pushed himself to his feet, his body aching from the strain of the previous battles. But as he looked around, he realized that he was alone.“Carson? William?” he called out, but his voice was swallowed by the roar of the flames that surrounded him.He was standing in the middle of a volcanic wasteland, the ground cracked and scorched, with rivers of molten lava flowing through the fissures. The sky above was a dark, stormy gray, with ash and embers swirling in the air like a deadly blizzard. In the distance, he could see massive volcanic peaks, their slopes glowing with the intense heat of the lava flows.There was no sign of his comrades, no trace of the others who had fought by his side. Gregor clenched his fists, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation. “Where am I? What is this place?”But there was no time for a
As the hunters leaped into the light, they felt a sudden, jarring sensation as if the very fabric of reality had shifted around them. The blinding brightness enveloped them, and for a moment, it felt as though they were floating in an endless void. But then, just as quickly, the sensation ended, and they found themselves standing on solid ground once more.The light receded, and with it, the warmth that had surrounded them. Each of them opened their eyes to a new reality—one that was far from the serene landscape they had glimpsed before. Instead, they were plunged into separate worlds, each one a twisted, chaotic reflection of the challenges they had already faced. And worst of all, they were alone.Carson blinked, trying to make sense of his surroundings. He was standing in a dense forest, but it was unlike any forest he had ever seen. The trees were gnarled and twisted, their branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers. The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the
The robotic voice barely finished speaking when the ground beneath the hunters began to tremble violently. Before they could react, the floor cracked open beneath their feet, creating a gaping tunnel that spiraled downward into darkness. Without a moment’s hesitation, William shouted, “Into the tunnel! Move!”The hunters, their instincts honed by the countless battles they had fought, didn’t waste time questioning. They jumped into the tunnel, their bodies sliding down the smooth, obsidian-like surface as the walls blurred past them. The descent was steep, and the sensation of speed was dizzying, but none of them allowed fear to take hold. They knew that whatever awaited them at the end of this tunnel was the final challenge of the tower.The tunnel seemed to stretch on endlessly, the darkness oppressive and suffocating. But far ahead, a faint light appeared, growing brighter as they drew closer. The sight of it brought a spark of hope to the hunters—they were nearing the end.Howeve
In the inferno purgatory, Willaim and the hunters heard a very loud shriek that pierce through the core of emotions and inflicts all sort of negative emotions, including fears. William quickly pun around, his eyes scanning the horizon for the source of the noise. The flames flickered and danced in the distance, casting long shadows across the cracked ground, but there was nothing else in sight.But then the shadows began to move.From the darkness between the flames, figures began to emerge. At first, they were little more than dark shapes, but as they drew closer, their forms became clearer. They were tall, towering over the hunters, with long, tattered robes that billowed around them like smoke. Their faces were hidden beneath deep hoods, but their eyes—glowing a sickly green—burned with a cold, unholy light.Each figure carried a massive scythe, the blades glinting wickedly in the firelight. They moved with a slow, deliberate grace, their skel
As William stepped through the portal, the world around him dissolved into a blur of light and energy. The sensation was disorienting, as if he were being pulled through a tunnel at breakneck speed, but it lasted only a moment. When the light faded, he found himself standing in a place that defied all sense of reality.The ground beneath his feet was blackened and cracked, as if the very earth had been scorched by an unrelenting fire. Flames flickered and danced across the landscape, casting an eerie, orange glow that bathed everything in a hellish light. The air was thick with heat, and the smell of sulfur and burning flesh hung heavy in the air, making it difficult to breathe.All around them, the landscape stretched out in a twisted, nightmarish expanse. Jagged mountains loomed in the distance, their peaks wreathed in fire and smoke. Rivers of molten lava snaked through the land, their glowing currents radiating an intense heat that made the skin prickle. And everywhere they l