William arrived at the estate after a long drive from the dungeon, while driving, he kept recalling all the moments in the dungeon, all the instructions as well as all the fights with monsters. He also got to recall how he used his spells, the mechanism at which the spell operates which he now understands properly due to practicing it would be very handy in the future if he faces a human enemy or a monster which he would be facing a lot of soon. "Welcome sire, your wife just left about thirty minutes ago," The security men at the gate who are now used to Clarissa and William greeted William as he drove in. William nodded his head but he wondered why Clarissa was just leaving for work. She usually leaves early but the time is already after nine. "Sigh, that means I would have to wait till evening to see my darling wife," he sighed. "I could've stopped her from working but knowing how stubborn she is, she would definitely not listen." William couldn't blame her, she was brought u
At the Storm family mansion, Carson sat in his extravagant room, painted in clean white and decorated with gold embellishments that made it look like a room from a modern castle in movies.Carson held a glass of wine as he sat down and stared at the 7-foot mirror standing opposite him.He observed himself, his muscles, and his face. He was extremely handsome, he couldn't deny that. However, the reason he stared at himself in the mirror was bigger than just observing his handsomeness."Come out," he said in a chill and serious tone.The mirror that appeared stable suddenly shivered, and its surface appeared like troubled water.Afterwards, a figure emerged from it.It was a human but at the same time wasn't a human being. It had the basic body structure of humans and stood on two legs, however, there were secondary features like the two horns that stuck out from its head, the two bat-like wings flapping behind it, and the sharp claws on its hands instead of fingers.The figure that app
Carson called the maid and asked them to take care of his mother, who had refused to say anything more after apologizing.After the maids left with Lady Storm, Carson let out a large breath. There was no more anger in his eyes, only regret."I almost killed my mother because of my anger. What has come over me? I have changed a lot," he said in a weak tone filled with emotion."The power inside me," Carson looked at his hand as if observing the power within him. "The powers are beginning to change me. What if it finally gets control and makes me do evil things to my very own family because I can't control it anymore?""I need to find a way to subdue these powers, but first, I need Wilsoul to complete his mission. The result of his mission would be a big help if I want to subdue this power within me," he continued.He sat down and drank all the wine in the glass, then poured more and gulped it down in one long sip.After finishing the wine, Carson turned to the mirror and observed himse
It was a fine Thursday morning in the villa.Clarissa, a diligent worker, had already left for work, leaving only William in the villa.William sat in his room, focused on the information in the newspaper. He was looking for any news about Carson.He even checked online news channels but found no articles about Carson. The last mention of him was posted two years ago on social media by a young lady he had saved."Are they keeping his arrival a secret?" William pondered.Carson's return should have dominated the internet by now. He was a hero who risked his life to save innocent civilians. Even the government and many top cultivators respected him."But why is his return kept a secret? He mentioned in the letter that the hero organization is aware of his arrival and is currently disturbing him, but he doesn't want to go there because he hasn't seen Clarissa.""I don't understand. Why is he keeping it a secret? Why is no one talking about his return even though it's a good thing? Could
OPPONENT DETECTED!WARNING: DOES HOST WANT TO ALTER HIS APPEARANCE?William suddenly got a warning, he thought about it for a second and responded, “Yes, change the color of my hair to silver, make my eyes silver as well and add beards,” DOES THIS FIT YOUR DESCRIPTION?The game system displayed a screen with a face very similar to william’s but instead of black hair and blue eyes, this one had silver hair and eyes, there was also beards that would made it impossible for those who don’t know William that way to not recognize him/“This is good, you can start the match now,” William accepted the new character visualization with a smile on his face.AFFIRMATIVE!Here are the rules.RULES: You win by knocking your opponent out, sending them out of the area or killing them. NOTE: Death in the game is unreal, it will only automatically log you outYou lost when you are knocked out, kicked out of the arena and killed by your opponentLogging out during a fight is considered as a lost on yo
The final seconds ticked away, and the system voice boomed overhead.“BEGIN!”Jackson lunged forward with the speed and precision of a seasoned fighter, while William took a defensive stance.“I will show you the difference between us and make you understand how weak you actually are, even though we are on the same level,” Jackson declared.He closed the distance with precision, appearing in front of William easily.He clenched his fist tightly and sent a punch flying towards William. However, William evaded by moving his body to the left.Although he had no martial arts skill, his body had been trained with agility, allowing him to react faster than other cultivators at his level.“It appears you can evade my slowest attack. So be it, I will increase the speed of my punch!” Jackson boasted.“Mountain Rogue, Punch of a Thousand Hands!” He called out the name of his martial arts technique as he instantly began to execute it.His hands began vibrating with power, and his eyes turned fie
"How did you do?" Jackson looked at William, this time, with fear and shock. It took him months to learn his martial arts technique and execute them but it took William way less than an hour to do the same. This shocked him to the core and he wondered how William managed to do it. "Remember when I told you I was a fast learner? You should have taken it seriously," William replied with a calm voice. Jackson's eyes widened even more. But William wasn't ready for any drama at this moment, "I guess it's time I end the fight and search for a better opponent," William then clenched his fist and sent a powerful punch towards Jackson's chest. Because Jackson was still in shock, he couldn't defend and his body faced the full power of the punch and it led to his death in the virtual world. His body turned to light and disappeared. YOU WON! William smiled proudly after his first victory but he was not proud of himself. He knew that if it wasn't for the help of the system, would have los
It was a nice Saturday morning. The people of Astoria, unaware of the crisis brewing in the country, went on with their daily business as usual with smiles on their wonderful faces. Nevertheless, while they wore smiles. A group of men with masks on their faces gathered in a dark forest. They were six in numbers and they all were dressed in black clothes. One of them, the tallest with an height of almost seven feet, looked around him and observed the others before speaking. "Today we, the brotherhood of Bloodcrest, have gathered once again to discuss the same matter we've been discussing for weeks now. I hope we come to a conclusion today and begin with our mission," he said. The others nodded their heads. Soon, the six of them began discussing and making devious plans. However, while discussing they mentioned names like Carson, storm family and Grayson family but the name they mentioned the most was Carson and from the sounds of their voices, they hated this man with passion. "
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