William sat on the ground in the passageway leading to the room with the matrix. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, his body aching from the exertion. Though he had managed to regain some of his breath, his mana reserves were dangerously low. It would take time for his mana to heal, and unfortunately, he didn't have enough wealth points to exchange for any quick remedies. He had no choice but to wait and try to regain his mana through the usual methods. Resting until his body stabilized was one such method; only then would his mind follow suit. A stabilized mind would initiate the process of regaining mana, allowing him to return to his full strength.Further down the passageway, Carson was engaged in a fierce battle. His swords clashed with those of multiple masked men. There were about twenty of them, all identical in height, weight, clothing, and even their masks. Not a single detail distinguished one from the other.Why was this? It was because they were clones!"
"In the future, chaos will befall this world. The secret of that chaos lies within this scroll. When the time comes, the scroll will open on its own and reveal its secrets. Initially, the scroll stated this prophecy, but when I reached the peak stage of Rank 3, I managed to open it, catching only a glimpse of the secret. The scroll is likely to reveal all its secrets to you, and I hope you will use them wisely."Carson informed William, but William found the whole message confusing. Though he comprehended everything, he didn't truly believe that this world would plunge into further chaos than it already experiences, nor could he grasp how a scroll could hold a secret accessible only at a certain rank or during the onset of the chaos mentioned."Alright, I will keep it with me," William stood up, sliding the scroll into his ring."You said you were leaving? Where to, if I may ask?" William inquired, his curiosity piqued."I haven't decided yet, but I might go to a place inaccessible to
Three helicopters flew over the Storm family mansion, their rotors cutting through the dark, turbulent air. From one of the helicopters, Johnson peered down, his eyes fixed on the Bloodcrest brothers who stood outside, awaiting the emergence of their siblings so they could make their escape.Unfortunately for them, their plans were about to be thwarted. The hunter organization had arrived on the scene, their presence marked by the ominous approach of the helicopters."Damn it," one of the Bloodcrest brothers cursed, his voice a mix of anger and fear as he looked up at the approaching helicopters.Each helicopter bore the unmistakable symbol of the hunter organization, a vivid emblem that left no doubt about their identity.Johnson shifted his gaze from the villains below and turned to address his fellow hunters. Speaking through his mouthpiece, he commanded, "Attack at once. Make them surrender, and if they don't, kill them.""Understood," the hunters responded in unison, their voices
It was a dark space, reminiscent of Earth, but without the sun, moon, or any other source of natural light. This place, though similar to Earth in appearance, was not as expansive. At most, it had the size of the smallest continent on Earth. The vast emptiness of the space was punctuated by a single dominating feature.In the center of this mysterious realm stood a towering mountain that covered most of the available land. This mountain, with its sheer cliffs and jagged peaks, seemed almost otherworldly. Surrounding the mountain was a serene lake, its waters glowing with a soft, ethereal light, much like the moonlight that it sorely lacked. The tranquility of the lake was mesmerizing, its crystal-clear waters reflecting the dim light in a manner that made it appear almost magical.In addition to this mountain and lake, the space was adorned with various types of vegetation. Tall trees with lush foliage produced golden fruits that seemed to shimmer with an inner energy. These fruits, ra
Inside a dimly lit room at the regional headquarters of the Hunter Organization, cries of pain echoed through the air. The sounds of torment were everywhere"Ahhh! Please, don't hurt me anymore!" one voice begged, filled with fear."Ahhh, you bastard! I'll kill you once I manage to escape from here, and I will murder your entire family alongside you. Just try that again... ahhhh!" another voice screamed, defiant even in pain.The room was a place of despair and bravery. Some captives begged for mercy, their fear of pain overwhelming them. Others, despite their agony, stayed defiant and issued threats.The captives were members of the Blood Crest Brotherhood, chained to metal chairs. Their bodies were marked with injuries—some had severe wounds, others were missing fingers. They all shared one thing, they were in great pain.Standing before them was Johnson, a man with a cruel grin. He held a bloodied, sharp knife. His eyes gleamed with sadistic delight as he wielded the instrument of t
Before William, Clarissa, Charles, and Lady Storm were released from the hunter organization, they were subjected to numerous interrogations, most of which revolved around Carson's whereabouts. The relentless questions seemed never-ending, and the intensity of the interrogations was exhausting.William was the only one who knew how Carson had left and where he was. He understood the intricacies of Carson’s escape plan, and even if he had disclosed this information to the hunter organization, they would have been unable to locate Carson. Lady Storm and her grandchildren also withheld any information regarding Carson's location. This frustrated Mark Grayson to no end. Though his annoyance and fury were hidden beneath a calm face, he managed to conceal his frustration in front of the family. He knew that any overt display of anger might compromise his position and weaken his authority.Determined to find Carson, Mark Grayson summoned a special task force within the hunter organization.
Starkcom HotelA beautifully dressed Clarion could be seen walking beside a casually dressed William. Despite the casual clothes he wore, William stood out, making several ladies tilt their heads in his direction. His height and handsome face were a divine magnet for women. However, unfortunately for the women, he was already taken.Walking behind them was Penber. His huge figure stopped the passersby from getting close to William and Clarion. Penber was not just a bodyguard; his presence was intimidating enough to deter anyone who might have had the idea of approaching too closely. Today was the date of the meeting where the top shareholders of Starkcom would meet and discuss several important matters. This meeting was crucial as it involved significant decisions about the company’s future, investments, and strategic directions. TAlthough William didn't want to attend, he was forced to because his share was threatened. His position as a major shareholder meant his presence was nece
Earlier that day:Jack Froster was in his luxurious room, preparing for both a meeting and the school reunion later that day. He wore a red suit and was putting on a very expensive shoe when his phone rang.He walked over to the table and picked it up."Sir, I have prepared everything. Should I take them to the location now?" a man's voice came through the phone.A smile crept onto Jack's face. "Great, take it there. I'll discuss with my secretary to send your payment immediately.""Understood, sir," the man replied before the call ended.After hanging up, Jack chuckled to himself. ‘Haha, I can't wait to see how William reacts to all the humiliating things I have on him. He will pay for talking dirty at the car shop,’ Jack thought.* * *At the meeting hall:‘What is this bastard doing here?’ Jack Froster was shocked to see William walking into a room only millionaires could enter.Jack kept staring at William with puzzlement, as though he was awaiting an explanation. He never expecte