Chaos had reached the Safe Zone.
Houses burned. Mages fired containment spells. Soldiers battled in the streets. Ants poured in from every direction, constructing a colossal hive at the edge of the city—and worst of all, they operated in strategic divisions.
Assault units.
Construction units.
Hunting units.
The last ones were the most terrifying. They dra...
2025-06-26 03:29:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe captain didn’t wait. It rushed forward, a streak of muscle and malice, one kick landing squarely against Luke’s ribs—lifting him off his feet and sending him crashing through a wall. The impact robbed him of breath. Stone shattered. Dust filled his lungs.
He tried to rise, but the shadow was already above him, moving like a reaper, mandibles descending to finish the job—
Luke watched as the ants poured into the Safe Zone.
He had faced a few before in the Wild Zone—tough, aggressive, but manageable. These were something else entirely. Not just larger. Wilder. Consumed by something beyond instinct. A pure, mindless fury that radiated from every step.
It’s only been ten days since I came back… and there’s already an invasion?
“...
2025-06-25 03:51:41 +0000 UTC View PostLuke watched as people scrambled to put out what was left of the fire consuming the crops. The air was thick with smoke, desperation, and simmering rage. More than half was gone—burned to ash.
While helping stomp out the last flickers of flame, his eyes never left the direction where Bartholomew and his men had disappeared.
That crown... It was clearly a powerful artifact. He had ...
2025-06-24 11:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostLuke moved through the streets, slipping past wandering eyes as he made his way back to his hideout after leaving the square.
Bartholomew’s little parade had been a silent spectacle—and dangerous. The man walked like there wasn’t a threat in the world. Exposed. Confident. Untouchable.
Luke had watched him for a while... but he knew better than to stare for too long. Staring go...
2025-06-24 01:02:27 +0000 UTC View PostThree days had passed since Charlie acquired the Berserker Flames skill. An explosive power. Visually stunning. And hot enough that even Luke had to stay back if he didn’t want to get scorched.
During those days, they hadn’t focused on hunting. The goal was clear—test the skill, figure out its limits, understand every cost. Luke brought Charlie into the Wild Zone for one thing only:...
2025-06-23 11:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostGabriel walked down the tunnel, its walls lit by flickering torches. The sharp echo of pickaxes striking stone reverberated through the damp air. Occasional explosions rumbled in the distance—mages using spells to dig deeper—while laborers trudged past, hauling heavy sacks of dirt and broken rock.
He sidestepped an improvised cart being shoved down the narrow path and continued forwar...
2025-06-23 02:28:11 +0000 UTC View Post“I’m really glad you’re alive, Mister Luke,” Thiara said softly as she stepped closer and sat beside him, right on the edge of the makeshift mattress. The faint glow of healing magic still pulsed around her hand, but it trembled with exhaustion.
“You made it back... alive.”
She sighed, then carefully reached for the bandage wrapped around Luke’s injured eye. “Alright...
2025-06-22 11:02:18 +0000 UTC View PostIt had been a month since Luke disappeared. Gone without a trace — as if he’d simply stopped existing.
Allison went out almost every day with the scouting groups. In a strange way, it had reignited a spark in Jonathan, Cecilia, Anna, and the others, pushing them to stay focused on the mission’s goal.
Paul, meanwhile, had started joining the expeditions more often — growing n...
2025-06-21 23:49:40 +0000 UTC View PostIt had been a full day since Luke and Charlie had been wandering through the forest. Not a single orc in sight.
Luke suspected most of them had retreated to the villages near the mountains after the chaos. What remained now were only wild beasts lurking between the trees. Honestly, it was almost a relief — as long as none of them were too big.
He walked slowly, his entire body pra...
2025-06-21 11:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostThe system interface snapped open, filling Luke’s vision with a glowing notification.
[Princess Charlie has acquired a Second Class: Pugilist]
For a moment, his brain couldn’t even process it. The words registered — but meaning didn’t follow. His body was collapsing, every limb heavy, drowning in exhaustion. Stamina — zero. One eye blind, the other barely ...
2025-06-20 23:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostLuke staggered. His body was failing piece by piece, like parts of him were just shutting down. Burned skin. Broken bones. The unmistakable feeling of something bleeding deep inside where it shouldn’t.
Then it hit him — he was blind in one eye. A branch. Jammed straight through the socket. Buried deep.
Even on the edge of collapse, he felt it — the way his own blood began to r...
2025-06-20 11:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostLuke stood at the center of the orc village, deep within the forest. Rain poured down in sheets, hammering the ground like thousands of needles. Beside him, Charlie gripped her sword.
In front of them stood Morvat — the Orc General. The strongest opponent they had ever faced. More lethal than any captain whose broken bodies now lay scattered in the mud.
The general breathed heavil...
2025-06-19 23:26:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe rain hammered down in violent sheets, drowning the world in sound. Thunder rolled through the clouds, shaking the earth beneath their feet. For a brief second, the battlefield stood frozen. The horde of orcs locked in place—waiting
Then the roar came.
An avalanche of bodies surged forward. Berserkers in the front, captains driving the momentum behind, mages cloaked in shadow n...
2025-06-19 11:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostLuke sat by the fire, chewing on one of those blue pear-shaped fruits. The orange glow flickered against the damp cave walls, warming his face while, deeper in the shadows, the Mantis’s corpse lay still — finally defeated.
He took another slow bite, tasting the mildly sour flavor, and let the weight on his shoulders start to fade. That constant pressure, the feeling of being hunted......
2025-06-18 23:43:51 +0000 UTC View PostThe Mantis charged, fast, loud, lethal.
Luke didn’t run. Didn’t flinch. He closed his eyes.
It either works or it ends here.
And he let go. Let go of sight. Let go of control. Let go of fear. Surrendered to instinct. To the field. To the pulse of the world vibrating beneath his skin.
Blood trickled from his nose. His head throbbed. But the noise, the chaos, ...
2025-06-18 11:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostLuke had been watching the bats for days.
He followed them wherever they went. Sometimes, he even mimicked them. Spent hours hanging upside down from high branches, just like them, his eyes fixed on the cave ceiling. All in search of an insight. Something was there, within reach. He could feel the thread right in front of him, but he still couldn’t pull it.
Slowly, though, he star...
2025-06-17 23:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostNathan Evenhart:
“There are three Inquisitors in the city right now — including myself,” Leonhard announced, his tone calm but firm.
A wave of murmurs spread through the room. People glanced at one another, clearly surprised. The identities of the Inquisitors had always been a closely guarded secret.
“I am the prince of the Fourth Kingdom,” Leonhard ...
2025-06-17 17:28:01 +0000 UTC View PostSebastian Blake:
There was a military meeting going on inside the shelter... but me? I was out here, on the streets, doing my job.
“Arghhh!” One of the undead lunged at me. I raised a spike of earth, impaling it, and followed up with a slash of my sword. It dropped, twitching, finally dead. More of them surged in, and the soldiers and I kept cutting them down. 2025-06-17 17:16:41 +0000 UTC View Post
Nathan Everhart:
I swung the Cursed Blade and hurled it like a boomerang straight into the horde of undead. It spun, crackling with thunder, detonating with each strike as it tore through them. While it sliced the crowd apart, I surged forward, channeling mana into my body, blasting through the creatures like a lightning spear. Electricity arced off me, frying everything ...
2025-06-17 16:56:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe Mantis roared and lunged for the final blow. Luke moved purely on reflex. His kukris came up in a desperate block—instantly knocked from his hands by the sheer force behind the strike.
He stumbled back, fingers already flicking the magnetic return. The blades snapped back toward him as he dove for the hole. The Mantis’s scythe-arms came down with terrifying speed. Air split around...
2025-06-17 11:02:01 +0000 UTC View Post[Princess Charlie has acquired the Class Skill: Spectral Barrier.]
Luke had made the call—for purely strategic reasons. He knew the skill would fit Charlie’s style: sword in one hand, barrier in the other. It just made sense. He’d been torn between this and Spectral Arrow Barrage, but in the end, pragmatism won out.
The arrow skill? It would only catch the man...
2025-06-16 23:11:44 +0000 UTC View PostLuke sprinted through the trees, feet barely grazing the branches as he leapt from shadow to shadow. Above, the Black Bat flapped its massive wings, stirring the air with every beat as it tried to flee. If it got too far... Basic Blood Regeneration would break.
Luke had figured that out already. The skill had a range limit—directly tied to his Perception stat. The higher it was, the far...
2025-06-16 11:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostFour days had passed since the fall. Luke was still wandering through the depths of that underground labyrinth—a forgotten world buried beneath the earth.
The scale was staggering. Hollow-trunked trees stretched between moss-covered rocks, their bark emitting a faint, unnatural green glow that lit the cavern like ghostlight. Streams traced along the walls, flowing like veins through a l...
2025-06-15 23:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostPaul sat at the camp, knife in hand, whittling a piece of wood. He was carving a stake—another reinforcement for the palisades surrounding the Haven. Makeshift barriers scattered through the streets, meant to slow down beast attacks. Since the last invasion, many had been destroyed. Now rebuilding them was everyone’s job.
That’s when he noticed Jonathan’s group returning from the ...
2025-06-15 11:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostSomething massive stood in front of Luke. Towering, brutal, unmistakably alive. Its body rested on four powerful hind legs, with two front limbs shaped less like legs and more like arms—long, curved, bladed, and designed for one purpose. To kill. Its grass-green carapace gleamed under the cavern light, but its eyes were what locked him in place. Two enormous, glossy black orbs that seemed bot...
2025-06-14 23:00:03 +0000 UTC View Post“If you keep going, that dam will collapse! It’ll flood the entire forest! It’ll unleash the crocodiles!” the orc captain shouted.
Luke grinned. “I know. That’s the point.”
A roar. Hatred. A charge.
“YOU DAMN HUMAN!” The Captain lunged. Luke blocked the spear mid-air, but a brutal punch slammed him backward. More Captains arrived. A massive spear flew straigh...
2025-06-14 11:02:02 +0000 UTC View PostA group of orcs was dragging logs. Freshly cut timber, bound with thick ropes, hauled through the forest with strained muscles and grunting breath. Sweat clung to their skin as they stumbled over roots and uneven ground, dragging their burden toward the village ahead.
“Grrrr…” one of them growled, glancing up. The rooftops were just beginning to peek through the trees.
And the...
2025-06-13 23:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostLuke peeked through the window, and his heart froze. More orcs were emerging from the trees. These weren’t the mindless, feral kind. These were captains. They came with sharp fangs, towering bodies, thick leather armor, and weapons forged for bloodshed. Blades carved from bone. War axes stained with old gore. Each one looked like a walking execution.
Then came the others: orcish war mus...
2025-06-13 11:02:00 +0000 UTC View PostA massive boar tore through the forest in a frenzy. Its body shook with every step, driven by raw instinct, fleeing from the thing that hunted it. This wasn’t just a chase. It was torture. Something was playing with it.
Swoosh.
A knife sliced through the air, too fast. The boar dodged at the last second, and the blade embedded itself into a tree with a heavy thunk. More followed, ...
2025-06-12 23:02:01 +0000 UTC View Post