The meeting continued with everyone presenting their suggestions, all of which were considered with thorough discussion. No one was left out, not even the investors with the smallest shares. This inclusive approach created an atmosphere of collaborative harmony that surpassed William's expectations. He was expectating a boring meeting but this one was quite the opposite.However, in any gathering, there's always someone who tries to disrupt the peace with their strong opinions, and that person was Jack Froster. “We are considering signing a deal with the Hunter Organization. What do you all think about that?” asked one of the elderly men, a respected member of StarkCom management board whose voice carried weight in such discussions. His query was met with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.“That is a very bad idea. Who would even think of signing a deal with those people?” a lady immediately voiced her opposition, her tone sharp and disapproving. Her reaction set off a chain of
“What!!” Jack yelled, a stunned look on his face.He stared at the list again. There were only three companies, and the one he was representing was at the top. He could not believe it. How could this be possible? The company he actively invested in, the one he had poured his heart and soul into, was now being sold. He felt a wave of disbelief wash over him.Inside the meeting room, three others shared Jack's confused expression. One was the lady who had first objected to joining hands with the hunter organization. She had always been vocal about her disapproval, and now her confusion was mixed with a palpable sense of frustration. The other was the middle-aged man who had supported William. Unlike the others, he did not share their confusion; instead, he wore a frown on his face, a look that suggested he knew more than he was letting on. The head of the management board observed everyone’s faces before speaking. He was a man known for his calm demeanor and strategic mind. Today, howe
Duke's Star Event CenterDuke's Star Event Center is one of the largest event centers, not just in Astoria, but worldwide. It is known for its grandeur and luxury, attracting an elite clientele. Renting this place is very expensive, which shows how exclusive it is. From grand weddings to high-profile business events, booking Duke's Star Event Center is a significant financial commitment.Today, former students of Astoria Global Academy have rented the entire event center for their class reunion. This grand event shows their success and unity. They paid for not only the field but also the workers, hotel accommodations, bar services, the luxurious pool area, and even the exclusive gambling house. If one estimates the cost, it would be around half a million dollars per day. Since the class booked the place for five days, they paid two and a half million dollars. This sum represents an extraordinary expenditure, reflecting the magnitude of their celebration.This extravagant spending was
After leaving the meeting, William drove to the villa to meet Clarissa, who was already waiting for him so they could drive to the reunion together. However, she did not want to attend the reunion because she was aware of the rumors that had spread about the two of them.“Should we really attend this reunion?” Clarissa asked, her face showing a slightly sad expression.“Yes, I have to pay them back for everything they have done to us, or else I won't be able to have a calm mind,” William replied.They had made him go through so much hell that he had contemplated taking his own life. They had transformed Clarissa, who used to be a bright, lively, and cheerful girl, into someone who cared too much about the emotions of others before taking any action. They had turned the bold woman he fell in love with into someone timid and weak. They had pushed both of them to the edge of the world.If William did not avenge them, he would never be able to forgive himself.“Fine, we will attend, but p
"Welcome everyone to our very first school reunion after so many years of separating and going through our various walks of life separately," Jordan, known for being the most outspoken back in school, stood on a raised platform and announced to the students seated on the well-arranged seats. The excitement in his voice was palpable, as he scanned the crowd, recognizing familiar faces and seeing how much everyone had changed over the years."Thanks to the contribution of two of our very best classmates, Donald Grayson and Kate Henshaw, we have been able to obtain this place for the three days our reunion is going to last. Their generosity and dedication to making this event happen are truly commendable," Jordan continued, his voice echoing through the venue. The crowd responded with a round of applause, acknowledging the efforts of their peers."In these three days, we have prepared a lot of exciting activities to engage in together. Today is the first day and we would have fewer activ
Sometimes, when one prays for the misfortune and downfall of their enemies, their enemies end up surpassing their expectations in the worst ways possible. That is the story of William."What! Who is that stunning prince charming?" one of the women exclaimed, unable to hide her astonishment."Look at his hands, so strong. I would be happy if someone like him choked me to death while we do it," another woman added, her voice filled with a mix of shock and admiration.This time, it was the turn of the ladies to be stunned. With sleek black hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and a tall, slender, muscular build, this man was the image of what they called PERFECT. If he were wearing a suit right now, they would have mistaken him for a celebrity.However, none of them knew this was the William they had all shunned in the past, the same young man they enjoyed humiliating. "Isn't that William?" one of the guys frowned, alerting the others. "William?" The others were confused, especially the ladies;
Donald stood silently in front of the couple, uncertain about what action to take after being berated by Clarrisa. His eyes darted between them while his mind raced out, trying to findwords to ease the tension. TWilliam gave him a cold smile, a reminder of his precarious situation. It was a smile that spoke volumes, a silent message that echoed louder than any words could. Clarrisa, on the other hand, stared at her number one rival with a menacing smirk, her eyes gleaming with the satisfaction of having put Donald in his place.The atmosphere between them was tense.“William, Clarrisa. It’s nice meeting you guys again.”A voice broke the silence, calm and smooth, carrying no negative intention. It was a voice William recognized, the voice of the only person he respected during his high school years. “Jordan,” William smiled and greeted him, stretching out his hand. They shook hands warmly, a handshake that carried the weight of past memories and shared experiences.“You have grown t
Inside a small hidden room in Starkcom Hotel, a young man could be seen, chained to the chair he was sitting on. His eyes were blindfolded, and his limbs were bound to the chair, preventing him from moving. This young man, caught in this dire situation, was none other than Jack Froster.The room was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows on the walls, which only added to the sense of foreboding. At that moment, the door creaked open, and Penber walked in. His muscular figure was accentuated by the sleeveless shirt he wore, revealing the hardened lines of his biceps and forearms. . He was holding a pail of water in his hands as he approached Jack.Now standing in front of Jack, Penber unceremoniously splashed the water in the pail on his face, causing Jack to wake up abruptly from his sleep. The cold shock of the water was immediate and jarring.“Ahh, Ahhh!” Jack struggled to breathe as the water slid down his face. He spat out water from his mouth and sneezed frequently, his body shaking v
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