As the flames danced and cracked, lighting the cold night as though it were daytime. The anguished wails of Lukedonia residents filled the air. Mothers clutched their children tightly, their tear-streaked faces illuminated by the cruel blaze. Desperate cries for help mingled with the agonized screams of those who couldn't escape the relentless fury of Ragnarok.
Amidst the twilight of a once-thriving medieval city, a green humanoid tortoise stood on his two feet frozen, his rounded innocent green eyes wide with a mix of terror and tears as he stared at the flames licked at the cobblestone streets, painting the night with their fiery fury. The air was thick with the acrid stench of burning timber and despair.
He watched in horror as Lukedonia crumbled before his very eyes. Suddenly, the night sky tore open with a colossal streak of flame, making the cold night look like hell. Instantly, bodies were lost to ashes from the flames.
He saw valiant knights fall, their armor melting like wax as they attempted to defend their homeland. Frantic citizens stumbled through the burning streets, their bodies ablaze and their cries echoing in his ears. It was a nightmare come true, a vision of apocalyptic destruction.
The once-beautiful Kingdom now lay in ruins, its proud history reduced to ashes. As the flames continue to consume everything in their path, they are scarred by the merciless wrath of Ragnarok. Through the smoke and chaos, his eyes remained locked on the source of this infernal chaos, Ragnarok.
A colossal, regal, flaming red dragon, his scales shimmered in the ominous light of the flames, iridescent as if forged from molten gold. With each majestic wing, it spread to the south and west. A big, light purple magic circle glowed in the center of its head
The malevolent force that had brought devastation to the medieval kingdom of Lukedonia, the dragon's eyes glowed with an eerie intelligence, and his roar reverberated through the city, drowning out the sounds of suffering. A sea of molten flames blasts out into the city, and the watery, acidic nature of the blast melts the strongest building.
“Why is this happening? Master! Princess Elena. It can't be," cried the green humanoid tortoise as he continued to wail. The same purple magical circle on the dragon appeared on the tortoise's forehead. Suddenly, a blue game-like tab opens before his eyes.
[SHADOW INHERITOR SYSTEM LOADING...........0,2,3,..... complete]
[TORTOISE—NEIPHEN, LORD OF GIANT FOREST SKILL-ACCEPT/DECLINE]
[MISSION QUEST- USE THE PHILOSOPHER STAR STONE AND LOCATE THE BEARER OF DOUBLEKEGGER SHADOW MONSTERS SYSTEM.]
[FIND THE BEARER, SAVE THE PRINCESS]
[DEFEAT THE MEDIEVAL FLAMING DRAGON WITH THE BEARER AND SAVE THE WORLD FROM APPROACHING DANGER]
[ACCEPT MISSION/DECLINE]
The tortoise stared at the rampage flaming Dragon and plumbed his hand into a fist.
"I am bound to you and if you die. I die as well Princess Elena, I am coming to save you.]
[MISSION QUEST ACCEPTED]
[TORTOISE—NEIPHEN, LORD OF GIANT FOREST SKILL-ACTIVATED]
The tortoise eyes gleamed in green accompanied by greenish lightning and his body expanded as he grew into a colossal giant tortoise Godzilla towering above every building structure looking like tiny boxes before its massive size. His greenish lighting eyes stared at the dragon and his mouth began to gather greenish lightning energy aim for the descending dragon.
ROOOOOAAAAR!
The sounds of two colossal monsters roared reverberating Lukedonia kingdom.
……..
16 years ago
Drip!
Drip!
Drip!
SPLASH!
With blood spattering her magnificent diamond crown, a stunning pale-skinned woman clenched her teeth and glared with nasty purple eyes. Her stunning butterfly blue and white laced medieval gown was completely covered in blood, and she could hear the blood from the dagger dripping to the marble floor below.
A bizarre tall, lanky, dark demonic creature, neither man nor woman hovering ten meters to the roof behind her and peering at me. Her face and body are hidden in a hooded cloak of darkness like death itself. Its fiery green eyes blazed terrifyingly.
I saw numerous soldiers in silver blue armor, armored to the teeth with silver helmets, matched into the room and surrounded us as they obeyed the woman with a crown. They pulled the strings of a bow with an arrow aimed at a man. He had tanned skin, brown hair, and brown eyes. He was my father. My eyes darted, and my pregnant mother lay dead on the floor, drenched in her pool of blood. I saw my father's enchanting prayers of the holy Roman Catholic prayer called miracle.
“You will not have morning star. Only the true blood of Oregon would be able to weld it. If I am going to die, then I shall take you bloody as whole with me."
My father had spoken like a true warrior. His sword was enveloped in strange rehema magic floating from the ground, accompanied by a gust of wind that thrust it into the air. Like a flying jet, it thrust with speed into the body of the woman with a crown, and the sword vanished. Instantly, the soldiers fired their arrows, and my father's body became a mountain of arrows.
The strange demon stretched its skeletal hand, and suddenly a vortex of black magic enveloped the room. The wind from the vortex began to pull everything and anything inside the room into the vortex. As we held to a giant pillar in the room against the torrent of wind, I saw my mother sucked away into the vortex.
"Lucian! We can't let the lady of the lost take Hero away. We must do something. I can't use my prayers because I am pregnant. I would be vulnerable.” Huh, lady of the who? Take me to where? I turned my eyes and saw my father stretching his hand toward me as he struggled to breathe. His breath became heavy. Behind my father, the lady of the lost elevated midair.
I feel the arms of a strong, big man covering my small fragile body with the weight of his body, which forces me to look up at his chin. His orange strands of hair covered my vision. He gritted his teeth as he stared in anger, glaring his orange eyes at the assailant floating above my father.
“What price did you pay to the lady of the lost for all this? To end Lord Reynolds's lineage, it must be heavy," Lucian angrily asked the crown lady.
"Hahahah, as long as the lady of the lost is here with me. You can't do anything. Kill them" The crown lady's voice sounded, but she collapsed due to the heavy injury she sustained as well.
“Hero, everything will be alright.” The lady Sabrina assured me as she turned my eyes away from the scene and stared her blue eyes into my eyes.
“I know, Sabrina, we can't use that. I have to bargain with her.” Lucian rose to his feet against the wind and unsheathed his giant sword.
The soldiers fully surrounded Lucian and his wife and then pulled their swords out of their sheaths and began to move with their swords pierced straight for us. For some reason, I stretched my small right hand with confidence.
My hands began to glow in Golden light, and blue energy cackled up in lightning. Concentrated adrenaline mana covered my entire body as it seeped into my veins, closing into my core. Sweat dripped from my forehead as Adrenaline energy simultaneously spread from my core through my veins into my body.
An electrostatic charge separated the positive from the negative, creating an electric field around me. The Adrenaline cackled up with energy as it swirled turning into a bright golden yellow and blue light moving through my body at the speed of light. I squeezed my eyes open as my eyes lit up with red eyes and golden pupils and great power unleashed
Boom
The world around me seemed to move in slow motion as the pool of blood from the floor and from my parents and the crown lady suddenly drew from their bodies and floated into the air like a stream of water forming into a giant red liquid ball. And from that blood came out hundreds of sharp giant piercing long blood solid pointed needles aimed at the incoming soldiers.
I released my hand with power
As the bodies of the adversary grew closer and closer every mill second to us. The needle shoots into the air accompanied by a shared amount of force and the soldiers discover their bodies pierced like swords thrusting into their bodies. They all suddenly grab their swords and slit their throats and fall to the marble floor. I stretched my hand at the crown lady directing the blood from the dead soldiers into several sharp-pointing solid swords.
The lady of the lost stared at me in great shock.
“That boy must be one of the rare cursed Oregon blood mages, the descendant of Aragon, give him to me.” She stretch her skeleton hands towards me only to be blocked by Lucian and then she continued “He possessed Great blood magic. He won't be able to use his magic anyway—that blood that can enslave humans and monsters to fight for him. He would be hunted and killed. Oregon powers are diamond rare rank and forbidden." I saw Lucian walk and talk to her, and I heard the number sixteen.
I saw my father cry out my name before he passed away, and his only last words were, “Henrietta, Hero am sorry. Lucian, I leave Hero in your hands.”
Lucian looked at Sabrina and said, “I guess there is no way about it. The Great King of Oregon tragedy started the cursed blood of a vampire and a human. This is an ominous sign and people will fear him and hunt him as they try to hunt King Oregon and his son Prince Aragon Oregon. People fear what they don't understand. So we must seal his mana core so he won't be able to use blood magic. At least, when he is old enough to know about it and control it."
“That means its Adventurers Academy. He won't be able to attend steam Mage Academy even though he possesses great power. I feel sorry for Hero. The one who possesses the legendary Oregon blood is the one true king who can wield the morning star to rule five kingdoms however he would be hunted especially by the monarchy of five. A great calamity will come on him. We must train this boy"
I felt Sabrina’s hands on my back, and her hand glowed green. A great green flaming bird phoenix flew into the air, landed on my back, and solidified into a giant black bird tattoo. My attack stopped, and I collapsed to the ground, however, what they did not know was that I as small as I was. I knew what was going on.
………..
Scratch!
Scratch!
I opened my eyes to the sound of the gemstone striking the walls of the dungeon as it echoed through the tunnel. The illuminated Green flames from a torch shine at me where I sat sleeping on the dungeon floor.
" You awake Neo" I shift my gaze to the man in full blue armor holding a giant sword behind his neck. He is Pale skinned with short light spiky brown hair matching his eyes staring at me.
" Huh! What happened Brody? I woke up from the weirdest craziest dream. My name was Hero in another world and my parents were killed by some sort of devilish Monster called Lady of the Lost" I scratch my head as a female voice cute in.
" A dream, likely possible in the dungeon filled with crystal stones. I hear the thousands of dungeons across America and the earth are ancient relics hmmmm about a thousand plus old and likely possible the crystal stones with endless mana give you dreams. I hear it all connected somehow" I trance the familiar voice as the sounds of her footsteps filled the empty dark tunnel as she approached us. A tall pale skinned lady in full orange-brown mental armor with a bang of her hair shaven to the side revealed by the flames.
" Where are the others? I believe we have all we need. That's quite some catch we got there. Neo can handle the rest while I search for them right Neo" She looks at the bag of crystal stones indicating I should carry it.
I rise to my feet, lift the bag filled with mana stones, and walk to the exit. We met four other Adventurers as we walked out of the portal. Looking at the sky as I tried to adjust my eyes to the brightness of the sun.
It is a hot afternoon filled with the hustle and bustle of the city as adventurers and hunters gather in lion guild buildings. One of the top guilds, renowned for its organization and connections, had sustained its position as the oldest and most respected guild since the appearance of the dungeons around Earth a thousand years ago.
No one knows how or when the dungeons appeared on Earth, but one thing was certain: they held treasures of immeasurable value. Hunters and adventurers soon began venturing into these mysterious dungeons, discovering creatures that dated back to ancient times before humanity even existed. As a result, a new era of abilities began to emerge.
.......
"Neo! Can you move a little faster? I need them to see the glorious catch of the day" announce brody, Leader of the team. Footsteps of the rampage bull party Adventurers arrived at the guild, proudly walking through the rectangular hall filled with Adventurers looking at them.
Neo of the rampaging party trailed behind as he entered after them, panting and his tanned-skinned body fatigued from lugging around huge bags filled with dungeon loots. In contrast to the pricey golden armor and elaborate ways, the other party members have outfitted themselves. He was clothed in an inexpensive regular wore-out black jacket and jeans with a leather belt.
Strands of rebellious brown hair and baggie brown eyes. His solid physical structure and stamina, which have been established through time, are the only positive aspects of him aside from his worn-out shoes that call for freedom.
Neo finally entered the room and the Hunters started making fun of him.
"HAHAHAHA!, look at him, look at him. Nearing the ground is Neo. F-ranker, I mean our failed rank, needs assistance carrying the Bag before he trips hahaha" one hunter slandered at me
"We all know he is the weakest of the weak. Buhahaahahaha! " They slapped the table while laughing
A man with white spiky hair stepped forward and reached out to take the bag from me, his demeanor serious and business-like.
"I'll take it from here," he said, his voice commanding the attention of the room. "This is quite the haul, Neo. I'm impressed."
He inspected the gemstones closely, nodding in approval.
"These will fetch a high price in the market," he said. "You've done well, Neo. You may not have the flashy armor or the expensive gear, but you have something much more important - determination and hard work."
"Well done, Neo. You are helpful in assisting us with the difficult task and the weaponry" interjected Brody from the corner of the room. The hunters and adventurers turned their attention to the source of the voice.
"This serves as payment" I looked at the American dollar bills on Brody's hand.
"You guys promised to help with the bags if I joined your party, but you left me with all the heavy stuff and what is this in your hands? Is That supposed to be my payment?
"Although we made an agreement, our hands were made for holding weapons, not lifting".
The party's leader smirks. Brody.
"Screw that! I discovered the rare jewels from the dungeon. According to the rules set by the Lion Guilds, any rare treasure found by a party member during a dungeon exploration belongs to the individual who found it. When it is exchanged, I want my share from it". Brody stretched his hands on Neo’s shoulders
The party leader, Brody, scowled. "Look man, unless stated otherwise in a written contract signed by all party members before entering the dungeon. We didn't sign any contract like that. It's your word against mine."
"What!" Neo's heart sank as he heard the party leader's words.
"I may be F-rank, but I know my rights. We made a deal, and you promised to let me keep anything I found in the dungeon. That's the only reason I joined your party in the first place ."
Brody sneered. "You're in no position to make demands, Neo. You're lucky we even paid you at all."
"I had enough of being treated like dirt. I won't stand for this. I'll take this matter to the guild master and see what she has to say about it."
Brody laughed. "Good luck with that, kid. The guild master doesn't care about lowly F-ranks like you."
The party leader, Brody, lifted his hand while facing the adventurer across the hall and said, "Mr. Neo here claims to have found a treasure, but I paid him to accompany my team, and anything found in the dungeon is mine. Is it mine or his?”
"Yours, hahaha" laughter increased, "more beer please for the hunters!" Brody shouted, raising his right hand above his head. The hunters began to cheer.
"It's wrong!" she shouted. "Absolutely wrong! First, you breached a contract with him, and then you denied him his treasures from the dungeon, which he hand-picked by himself and carried all those loads, and how many of you went into the dungeon?"
"Come on, Lady Sandra. You should know it's one of those things between men. I'm sure Neo understands what we're talking about," Brody said.
"Well, instead of talking about this insignificant moron here, why not talk about us?" he continued.
"Let me man you tonight, and I can share some juicy treasures for your stunning beauty." Brody lifted his hands in laughter, looking at the hunters who praised him.
Lady Sandra stepped forward, her eyes blazing with fury. "You're a despicable excuse for a leader, Brody," she said. "Neo deserves his fair share, and you know it. I won't stand for this kind of treatment of our fellow adventurers."
The hunters fell silent, and Brody's face reddened with anger. "How dare you speak to me like that!" he said.
But Lady Sandra didn't back down. "I'll speak to you however I please," she said. "And if you don't give Neo what he's owed, I'll report you to the guild. They won't take kindly to this kind of behavior."
"Come on Lady Sandra. I know you don't want us to be on bad terms with each other. Let bed each other tonight and I will give you some treasures"
''ooooohoooo," the hunters praise Brody while banging the table with their bottled drinks.
The adventurer's eyes opened as they turned their head towards Sandra.
"You want to bed me tonight, don't you?" Sandra smirked, folding her arms.
"I'll bed you if you're man enough," she replied.
"Ah! Baby, I'm man enough. I'll give it to you at any angle you want it," brody responded. Neo gritted his teeth.
"I'll bed you on one condition. You have to beat me in a sword fight. I'll bed anyone here if they can beat me in a fight, but if I win the sword fight. I claim all the treasures brought from the dungeons for myself." Sandra smiled and lifted her palm, waiting for an answer.
Brody was surprised and quiet, while the female hunters and adventurers banged the table with their bottles of beer, indicating their agreement to the challenge and shouting, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"I thought you said men are the stronger ones and women are the weaker vessels. So who's weak now and afraid of a little sword challenge? Perhaps men are the weaker vessels, after all," Sandra added.
"Sufficient for a bottle but unfit for combat." Sandra looks at Brody, who she was baiting for a battle.
"I'm sure those things in between your legs are tiny like your brains Moron," she says. The guys all fix their attention on Brody, signaling that he must stay in this fight or else the respect he has earned over the years will be tarnished. Brody raises his head and says with a mischievous grin.
"All right, get ready to go to bed tonight. I'm going to have so much fun with those large boobs of yours and hear you groan and plead for my mercy with the little object in between my legs while you scream in agony in my room". The men tapped their bottles on the table.
"Those tiny things between your legs can't do more than a dead dog. You will be bedding my sword. Tiny thing".
Angrily slamming the secretary's desks, Brody offers the secretary all of his riches. He says while turning his head. "They are not tiny, to the challenge arena right now." Every hunter and explorer stood up and started to walk toward the arena.
The secretary grabs the bag and directs the fighters to the challenge ring
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