Due to the invasion by the Bloodcrest Brothers, the King’s Arena tournament was canceled and rescheduled for a year later. This allowed the company time to rebuild and repair the arena that had been destroyed. The arena had been a symbol of the city's pride, hosting many events and bringing joy to the citizens. Its destruction left a void, not just in the landscape, but in the hearts of the people. As the city gradually returned to its peaceful era, families who had fled during the invasion began to return to their homes. The streets, once empty and silent, started to fill with the sounds of everyday life again. Children played in the parks, shopkeepers reopened their stores, and the hustle and bustle of daily routines resumed. The atmosphere was one of quiet renewal, with everyone busy tending to the city’s needs. Neighbors greeted each other with relieved smiles, and a sense of cautious optimism spread through the community.The townspeople worked alongside engineers, helping to r
It has been three days since Charles's funeral, and the Storm family has managed to pull through the harsh period together. They supported each other, shared their grief, and found comfort in their unity. Despite the overwhelming sadness, they kept going, remembering Charles and the strength he always showed. “Are you sure you will be okay?” Clarissa asked, standing beside William. She looked at him with concern, her eyes reflecting the worry she felt. “Yeah, I will definitely be okay. It is just a low-rank dungeon, and I am not going alone,” William answered with a smile, patting Clarissa on the back. After the invasion of the Bloodcrust Brothers, William realized he had to train his skills as fast as he could to avoid being defenseless against his enemies again. The attack had shown him his vulnerabilities, and he didn't want to feel that helpless ever again. However, when he told Clarissa that he would be going with a group, he lied. He couldn't bear the thought of putting othe
In the western area of Astoria, a car arrived before a portal leading inside a dungeon, and the person was none other than William. The car hummed to a stop, its engine purring one last time before silence settled in. William stepped out of the car and observed the structure of the dungeon for a few seconds before walking towards it. The dungeon entrance was large and ominous, framed by rugged stones and mysterious runes that glowed faintly. It was as if the portal itself was alive, pulsating with an eerie energy that made the hairs on the back of William's neck stand up.Arriving close and in front of the portal, William stopped once more and stared at it with a calm look on his face. He took a deep breath, his mind racing with thoughts of what could be inside. Memories of his past experiences flashed before his eyes, reminding him of the dangers he had faced and the strength he had gained."This is a place where I can die or become stronger. And to remain alive in this place, I ha
As William stretched his hand out, the snake took it as a challenge and sped towards him. Its sleek, scaled body glistened in the dappled forest light, moving with incredible speed and precision. The snake's eyes locked onto William's, filled with a predatory hunger.But it was too late for the snake because William was very smart and had realized a way to end the snake's life without taking too much action. He had been observing the creature for a while, noting its movements and weaknesses. With a plan in mind, he knew he could outwit the serpent.With his hands stretched out, William began to control the tree the snake was crawling down from. His fingers twitched as he focused his energy, and the tree responded to his will. Its branches rustled and leaves shook as if awakening from a deep sleep, ready to obey his commands.The tree started twisting unnaturally around the snake. Its branches bent and coiled, mimicking the snake’s own movements. The tree did the same action the snake
While William traversed the forest in another world, inside the central hospital of Astoria, Donald lay on the sickbed, lost in his thoughts. The sterile smell of the hospital filled the air, mingling with the beeping of medical machines that monitored his condition.There were a lot of drips fixed to his body, and he seemed to be in a very bad state. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling as he recalled the day he lost to William over and over again. The memory haunted him, playing like a never-ending movie in his mind.That day he was on the verge of getting the revenge he had prayed for after a very long time. He was ready to lift his status once again, but everything ended when William tossed him out of the arena. Not only did William win, but he also ensured Donald went through the most humiliating beating. The crowd's cheers for William and their jeers for him echoed in his ears.The more Donald recalled that day, the angrier he became. Yet, another set of thoughts occupied his mind
After two hours of wandering through the dense forest, William finally found another snake similar to the one he was controlling, but this one was much bigger. Its scales glistened under the dappled sunlight, reflecting shades of deep green and black. The sight of it filled him with a mix of excitement and determination. “Kill it,” William commanded his snake, pointing toward the larger serpent.The undead snake obeyed instantly, launching itself at the bigger snake with incredible speed. The larger snake hissed and reared back, ready to defend itself, but it was no match for William’s controlled creature. The two snakes clashed, their bodies coiling and twisting around each other in a deadly embrace.William's snake moved with precision, its black scales contrasting starkly against the vibrant green of its opponent. It struck with calculated force, its fangs sinking deep into the larger snake’s flesh. The larger snake writhed in pain, its movements becoming more frantic and desperat
It is now two hours after the last battle with the seven snakes. Fortunately, thanks to that battle, William now has seven extra undead warriors in his army of undead, totaling nine in number. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he looked over his new army, each warrior standing ready for his commands. The snakes were fierce opponents, but their strength now bolstered his forces. Every time he saw them, he was reminded of the hard-won victory and the power he had gained.With this number, as long as he doesn't face an extraordinary opponent, he would be able to survive this dungeon. The dungeon was a dark, winding labyrinth filled with dangers at every turn. William had learned to navigate its treacherous paths, always on the lookout for traps and hidden enemies. His undead warriors followed him closely, their presence a constant reassurance in the dim, oppressive environment. He knew that they would be his shield and sword, protecting him from the perils that lay ahead.But
After relaxing for about an hour, William decided to proceed with his adventure. His muscles felt rejuvenated, and his mind was clear and focused. He knew that every moment counted, and he couldn't afford to waste any more time resting. The dungeon was a living entity, constantly changing and presenting new challenges. William had to stay one step ahead, always ready for the unexpected.He waved his hand and signaled the undead snakes to do his bidding. The biggest among them crawled towards William and bent its head for him to climb on, and William didn’t hesitate before climbing on it. The snake's scales were cool and smooth under his hands, a stark contrast to the rough terrain of the dungeon. As he settled onto the serpent's head, he felt a surge of determination. His army was ready, and so was he.After William climbed, the snake began moving in the direction they hadn’t ventured into yet. The path ahead was unknown, filled with potential dangers and hidden treasures. The snake m