Transmigrated With A Thrifty System

53 - Failure is not an option

The Unseen Assembly was shrouded in mystery and darkness, a place where evil lurks in every corner. The interior of the building was grand and majestic, with black marble floors, tall pillars, and intricate designs etched into the walls. The air was heavy with the smell of incense, giving the impression of an otherworldly place, a domain of darkness and shadows.

At the center of the room stood a throne, made of blackened steel and adorned with precious jewels. A man sat upon the throne, his features obscured by the shadows. The only thing visible was his piercing orange eyes, which seemed to glow with sinister intensity.

He was the leader of the Unseen Assembly, a man who had hidden his identity for centuries, using the shadows to his advantage. He was known only as The Shadow King, a name whispered in fear by those who knew of him.

The Shadow King was a tall, imposing figure, with a muscular build and a commanding presence. His voice was deep and resonant, with a hint of malice that