A few days had passed since Luke acquired the Plant Sensor skill. It changed the way he explored the forest. As a botanist, he could gain experience by analyzing plants, especially new or rare specimens, and now, he could do it remotely, within the radius of his perception field. Of course, the experience gain wasn’t anything dramatic. As his profession advanced, the system demanded more to l...
2025-07-26 00:14:18 +0000 UTC View PostA brutal impact came from above. Luke threw himself sideways on instinct. Something slammed into the ground where he’d just been, a shockwave burst outward, hurling him into the trunk of a tree.
[Forest Minotaur – Lvl 52]
Luke hit the ground and rolled, coughing hard. “Shit…”
The minotaur stood there, staring him down. It drew a deep breath through i...
2025-07-25 01:48:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe moment Luke confirmed his new profession…
[New profession acquired: Botanist of Mother Freya]
[Skill evolution complete!]
A new, unexpected notification lit up on the interface. He frowned.
[Herbology (Common)] -> [Herbology of Mother Freya (Ancient)]
“…Holy shit.” Luke’s eyes went wide. “I j...
2025-07-25 01:47:53 +0000 UTC View PostThe five profession options floated before him like pages from a magical book, suspended midair on the system’s interface: Veteran Herbalist, Venomous Herbalist, Alchemist of Ardan, Botanist of Mother Freya, and Beekeeper of Mikhayla.
They ranged from a shadowy chemical sect whose followers treated alchemical compounds as a form of faith, to the fanatical servants of a multiversal hive,...
2025-07-25 01:47:27 +0000 UTC View PostBefore Luke, five options glowed across his system interface, each one a potential evolution of his profession as Herbalist. He had seen something like this before, when his Assassin class evolved, and again when Princess Charlie’s warrior path transformed. But this… this felt different. It was deeper.
“I can’t stay in the room,” Kalysto said, her tone more serious than usual. ...
2025-07-24 00:20:08 +0000 UTC View PostKalysto watched the human work in the lab, her expression unreadable. From time to time, she made a comment, usually clipped, occasionally biting, but for the most part, she preferred silence, arms folded, eyes narrow. Her gaze scanned every movement he made, like a teacher waiting to catch a student's mistake. Still, she offered the occasional, sharp observation when something particularly idi...
2025-07-23 00:23:39 +0000 UTC View PostLuke was back in the cave. The room he now occupied had been transformed into a makeshift Herbalist’s lab. Nothing sophisticated, just bowls, spoons, cloth filters, and other basic tools. According to Samael, the place had equipment for every profession. But Luke was currently using Kalysto’s. Anything more advanced would probably only confuse him at this stage.
“You really did brin...
2025-07-23 00:22:17 +0000 UTC View Post[Savior Nettle (Common)]: Empowered by the ambient magical energy, this plant retains its natural toxin-fighting properties, now enhanced. Its leaves are ideal for crafting effective antidotes against mild to moderate poisons.
The next plant Luke found was especially promising. Without hesitation, he began gathering a generous handful of the nettles.
“I wonder...
2025-07-23 00:21:31 +0000 UTC View PostIt had been a day since Luke had acquired the Herbalist profession, and he had spent every hour of it immersed in the book Samael had given him. Unlike the volumes in the library, which were broader and more generalized, A Study in Green: Beginner’s Herbology by Mother Freya was deep, technical, and incredibly rich in detail. Luke had chosen to study it thoroughly before stepping into the fie...
2025-07-21 23:02:00 +0000 UTC View PostJonathan walked through a silent cave, each of his steps echoing like a muffled thunderclap against the narrow, damp walls. The air was thick, heavy with moisture and the strong scent of ancient earth, as if time itself had stopped in that place. The stones beneath his boots were slick with moss, demanding careful footing with every move.
Ahead of him, the old figure known only as the Han...
2025-07-21 11:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe notification appeared before Luke’s eyes. He had gained a profession. It was a defining choice, one that could alter the course of his entire journey. He still didn’t know whether it was possible to change professions later, and just like with classes, he suspected it wasn’t.
Samael was watching him closely.
“Before I give you the answer,” he said, “what was the line...
2025-07-21 00:51:19 +0000 UTC View PostLuke took a deep breath. The cool, slightly damp air of the room slipped into his lungs, carrying with it the faint scent of old wood and worn ink. He pulled the bowstring back firmly, his fingers pressing against the arrow with controlled tension. The rough leather grip pressed into his palm, and the weight of focus settled across his shoulders. It was much harder than it looked.
Over th...
2025-07-20 16:31:22 +0000 UTC View PostA week had passed since Luke arrived in that place. During that time, he’d tried asking Samael a few questions, about the tutorial, the system, even bloodlines, but the window for that kind of conversation had long since closed. Those few minutes right after their first encounter had been his one and only chance. It was over now.
Still, some things had become clearer to him. For one, he...
2025-07-20 00:04:11 +0000 UTC View Post“If you fail,” Samael said, opening a book without even glancing at it—just moving through a ritual long memorized, mechanical, dulled by centuries of repetition—“I’ll teach you the profession you picked. Even if it’s idiotic, useless, and leads your entire journey straight into a ditch.” He gave a soft laugh, the kind that told Luke he truly didn’t care either way.
Luke...
2025-07-19 23:58:22 +0000 UTC View PostThe Special Orb mission had updated in Luke’s system interface as completed—but just as the notification faded, another one appeared:
Assassination Contract (Exclusive)
Objective: Assassinate the Orc Lord.
[Mission Failed]
The contract had been forcefully updated. In that moment, Luke understood—this quest...
2025-07-19 03:01:25 +0000 UTC View PostLuke stared at Samael. He had interrupted the conversation about his demonic bloodline—because, to him, there was something far more important at stake.
“My mother joined a tutorial years ago... and never came back,” Luke said, his voice firm. “The reason I ended up in this tutorial… is because I want to know how she died.”
Samael went silent. His expression didn’t cha...
2025-07-18 03:43:24 +0000 UTC View PostJonathan had been wandering the Wild Zone for days. Alone. The trees stretched in twisted columns, their gnarled branches clawing toward the overcast sky. Moisture clung to the wide leaves, and the ground gave way beneath his boots with a soft, wet squelch. Hidden thorns beneath moss tore at his soles as he moved in total silence—like the world itself had forgotten that life still lingered he...
2025-07-18 03:40:43 +0000 UTC View PostSamael had just revealed something important. A new layer beneath the mechanics of that world. The System might be absolute, but tutorials... tutorials could be shaped. By gods. And not just to train or level participants, but to observe them, test them, filter them. To search for worthy bread.
But this tutorial, the one Luke was facing, was different.
"What do you mean... the place...
2025-07-18 03:39:18 +0000 UTC View PostLuke sat in an armchair beside Samael—a true god, a servant of the Darkness that had granted him his bloodline. And now he knew something crucial: the Darkness had a name. Azazel.
Footsteps echoed down the hall. Luke turned toward the corridor as a woman approached.
“Don’t worry. She’s with me,” Samael said calmly.
She wore a pristine white maid’s dress. Her skin w...
2025-07-17 04:35:02 +0000 UTC View PostLuke had arrived, guided by Artemis, and now stood deep within the cave—face to face with a man who, by the way he dressed and carried himself, didn’t seem like someone enduring the same hellish tutorial as the rest of them. He wore a black suit, his beard was immaculately trimmed, and until seconds ago, he’d been sipping wine from a crystal glass.
Nothing in that place felt like it...
2025-07-16 13:47:34 +0000 UTC View PostLuke was surrounded. The Beast Lord had coiled its enormous body around the very ground he stood on. He knew there was no winning this fight. His eyes scanned the streets, the alleys, the crumbling buildings—even the debris at his feet. His mind raced, exploding with possibilities, but every scenario led to the same end: death. Prolonging the battle by even a minute would seal his fate. The B...
2025-07-16 04:29:32 +0000 UTC View PostIn front of Luke, two massive yellow eyes stared him down. Slitted pupils like blades. The scent of the city mixed with something heavier, something rotten. The stench of the serpent. It was the reek of old blood, wet moss, and damp earth.
[Frankzaroth, the Great Serpent (Beast Lord) - Lvl 83]
Its body was as thick as a freight train, scales black and uneven like sc...
2025-07-15 16:56:40 +0000 UTC View PostLuke followed a narrow trail that cut deep through the dense forest of this new section of the Wild Zone. The capital was still far off—its presence lingering beyond the horizon—but the quiet, steady march served as a rare opportunity for reflection. Now, with Artemis chattering in his ear, he found himself seeing recent events from a different perspective.
Ever since leaving the fort...
2025-07-15 04:21:12 +0000 UTC View PostBefore the group set out on the special raid event to seize the second fortress—before Luke had even left the new area of the tutorial—things had been anything but simple. The journey up to that point had been long, marked by loss, choices, and a silence that never quite left him. And now, as his steps carried him toward the entrance of the second mechanism’s fortress, his mind betrayed h...
2025-07-14 11:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostA line was forming at the fortress gates, drawing in everyone from the camp. Under the moonlight and the tense hush of night, the group moved forward with a quiet seriousness, preparing for what lay ahead.
Luke watched in silence as Mason handed out large metal shields to each person in line. They were heavy—crafted from repurposed armor plates, salvaged scrap, and materials collected o...
2025-07-14 04:00:36 +0000 UTC View PostEveryone was on their way to the second fortress. They moved through the Wild Zone in tense silence, descending a steep trail along the cliffs until they reached the lower ledge. At the bottom, a clean jump sent them straight into the cold river waters. Time was working against them—according to Allison and Evangeline, it was vital to activate the second mechanism as soon as possible and occu...
2025-07-13 11:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostLuke was walking outside. Snow was falling steadily, and the wind blew hard against his coat. Around him, people huddled near campfires. The street had turned into a makeshift camp. Everywhere he looked, he saw survivors. Some were carrying firewood. Others stirred food in dented pots over weak flames.
Some faces he recognized from the Haven. Others were new. As he passed by, he received ...
2025-07-13 04:24:45 +0000 UTC View PostLuke had walked out the door, leaving behind a silence that felt thick and weighted. Those who remained in the room were now forced to deal with a new reality—or at least, the possibility of one. Doubt hung in the air like mist. No one was entirely sure whether Luke had been telling the full truth.
Some faces showed open distrust. Others, a quieter unease. The room felt strange. Unsettl...
2025-07-12 15:57:38 +0000 UTC View PostEveryone stared at him, stunned. The silence in the room was thick, and even Allison and Evangeline kept their eyes locked on Luke, waiting for an explanation. He leaned calmly against the wall, as if the weight of their attention didn’t bother him at all.
“You really killed the Beast Lord?” Evangeline asked. Her voice was steady, but curious.
“Yes,” Luke said without hesi...
2025-07-12 00:22:26 +0000 UTC View PostEveryone had their weapons drawn, eyes locked on Luke as he calmly returned his kukri to his inventory. The tension was thick. Some watched him, waiting—maybe even hoping—for him to make a move. The anger in the room was palpable, but Luke didn’t care.
“Lower your weapons,” Allison said firmly. “Haven’t I already explained his side of the story? Haven’t I proven to you tha...
2025-07-11 13:53:17 +0000 UTC View Post