Dozens of ice blades, thin as broken stalactites, hovered around Luke. They drifted in slow arcs. One gesture from Queen Rhiannon and every last one of them would tear through him. The difference in power was laid out in plain sight, suspended in the air, glittering with lethal clarity.
Luke wore the Acolyte Assassin gear, an automatic choice, almost reflexive. He had equipped it the mome...
2025-11-24 04:58:49 +0000 UTC View PostLuke’s body had gone completely rigid. A thin layer of ice formed beneath his skin, spreading like frozen roots threading through every nerve. He couldn’t move at all. He remained trapped in the exact posture he’d held the moment the spell struck. He tried wiggling a finger, flexing a shoulder, forcing even the smallest twitch. Nothing. The cold stole his movement with the detached finali...
2025-11-23 02:34:33 +0000 UTC View PostLuke leaned toward the window and cracked the curtain just enough to look outside. The village was gone. Or rather, it had been swallowed in seconds by a snowstorm so violent it looked unreal, as if someone had dropped it onto the world from above. Cold seeped through the walls like a living thing, and the wind howled in broken, uneven bursts that reminded him of distant screams mixing with the...
2025-11-23 02:05:33 +0000 UTC View PostLuke fought the urge to smile. The two officers watched him with an almost desperate anticipation, as if every word leaving his mouth could confirm or crush the latest rumors circulating through the village.
“I was on the front line, yeah. I saw some of the main group moving.”
“See?” Amit shot Judith a triumphant look.
Luke leaned in, just enough for both of them to re...
2025-11-23 02:04:02 +0000 UTC View PostLuke stood inside the building where the interviews were being held. The place, an old structure built from pale stone, had the kind of solidity that suggested it was designed to outlive generations. The wide walls seemed to hold onto the echoes of everything that happened inside them. The building became one of the busiest points in the region: crowded corridors, hurried footsteps, voices over...
2025-11-23 02:01:01 +0000 UTC View PostLuke closed the door behind him. The moment it clicked shut, the world outside felt distant, muted. The only sound left was the gentle whisper of fabric sliding through her hair.
“I’ve been through this city before,” Allison said, settling a towel across her lap. “Back when I used to travel with my adoptive mother.”
She meant Camlann, the city just a few miles away. For mo...
2025-11-21 04:45:59 +0000 UTC View Post“Until next time… lord Luke,” Anne whispered, soft as ever.
“I’ll see you both someday,” he replied. “Maybe I’ll even drop by your kingdom for a visit.”
The maids flanking Erza and Anne bowed in perfect sync, a carefully practiced motion. There was something in their posture, rigid and disciplined, that made it clear serving that clan wasn’t just a job but a cog ...
2025-11-21 04:44:25 +0000 UTC View PostLuke heard someone call his name before he even finished biting into the apple.
“Hey, Luke,” a voice said, steady footsteps crunching over the gravel.
Within seconds a whole group emerged from the path, moving with urgency. Luke narrowed his eyes. That group never showed up without a reason, and definitely not all together. It was Haven’s core members: Eugene in front, with Mi...
2025-11-21 04:41:20 +0000 UTC View PostAngie’s voice echoed through him, firm yet carrying that calm.
‘I am a living being connected to you, to your soul. So you are my anchor, my source of return, should I die. As long as I am near you in the moment of death, my soul can be reabsorbed.’
Piece by piece, it all began to align in his mind. He remembered how Charlie’s status window dimmed whenever he straye...
2025-11-19 01:12:46 +0000 UTC View PostAngie lit up the moment Luke said he would take her to Maine. The joy was so clear, so bright, that it bled through the servant bond without resistance, washing over him like a steady warmth. Their reasons, however, couldn’t have been more different. He wanted to protect her, or rather, protect the fragment of Angelica still living inside her, so Angie could have a new life, one far removed f...
2025-11-19 01:11:32 +0000 UTC View Post“But from the little I remember, and from Angelica’s knowledge of the system, the multiverse, and everything I learned while living inside your soul these past months, I realized my race comes from an ancient lineage. A race that no longer exists. And even in a multiverse filled with countless lifeforms, species older than galaxies and species born yesterday, even then, a Stone Angel return...
2025-11-18 23:46:09 +0000 UTC View PostLuke and Angie were alone in the room. She sat on the bed beside him, close enough that he could feel her presence even when she didn’t move. It struck him how much of Angelica’s mannerisms lingered in her, the boldness, the edge of defiance that sometimes crossed into stubbornness. Angelica had always carried weight on her own shoulders rather than burden anyone else. She’d chosen to die...
2025-11-18 23:24:32 +0000 UTC View Post[Servant of the Dark Lord System]: Every tyrant needs servants worthy of their greatness. A Dark Lord tolerates no weakness; only the strongest survive. Through the servant bond, your soldiers evolve, transcend, and march toward legend.
Name: Angie
Level: 0
Race: Stone Angel
Rank: F
Class: —
Titles: [Servant of the Dark Lord]
Luke sat in a wooden chair inside one of the village houses. A few hours had passed since breakfast, and the tension had finally drained away. Hard to believe that just a short time ago, every single one of them had been fighting for their lives against an army of undead.
The organizers of the settlement were trying to piece together what had happened while contacting authorities from the...
2025-11-17 02:16:43 +0000 UTC View PostThe man scanned the growing murmur spreading through the crowd. He whispered something to the people beside him, then finally turned toward the people gathered below. Confusion and worry pulled at his expression.
“Look, it’s pretty clear some of you don’t understand anything about the New World. I need you to stay calm for what I’m about to explain. But if you think you’re getti...
2025-11-17 01:21:02 +0000 UTC View PostLuke reached Evangeline in the middle of the crowd. She stood out instantly, perched on the roof of a wooden house and still dressed like a ninja. Two crows circled above her, which meant Jerry was already searching for the others.
Among the cheering, relieved faces, there were plenty of confused ones too. Luke learned that everyone had arrived at the exact same moment, even though they...
2025-11-17 01:18:52 +0000 UTC View PostLuke felt his body dissolve as he drifted through a space flooded with blue light. A sharp headache bloomed behind his eyes, the kind that came from knowledge being forced into his mind all at once. He remembered leaping into the portal… and then being somewhere else entirely, yet somehow still caught mid teleportation.
The brightness thinned, surrendering to darkness. His body began to...
2025-11-15 00:53:59 +0000 UTC View PostIn the section dedicated to rings used as magical conduits, only two were available.
[Black Ring of Morgana (Epic)]: A ring as dark as onyx, set with a purple gem that pulses with occult energy. A remnant of ancient witches who walked deep along corrupted arcane paths, its surface seems to swallow light and intention. The ring increases magic channeling speed by 10% and acts as a ...
2025-11-15 00:01:36 +0000 UTC View PostNow that the Rank E notification had finally vanished, Luke could return to reading what his new titles actually meant.
“Titles earned during a tutorial remain locked until it ends. Your tutorial was… long. A full year is quite a stretch for a mortal human,” Samael remarked.
[Your Dark Lord title has been updated]
[Dark Lord] Master of the da...
2025-11-14 23:38:55 +0000 UTC View PostThe notification hovered in front of Luke, huge and impossible to ignore. It felt like the sum of every step he had taken so far, from waking up inside the Forgotten Temple Dungeon to stumbling into the tutorial and somehow beating it. Even the title notifications had been shoved aside for this one.
*You have evolved from Rank F (Half-Demon) to Rank E (Half-Demon)!* 2025-11-14 23:34:15 +0000 UTC View Post
Samael tilted his head, those luminous eyes fixed on Luke.
“I’ll start with the obvious notification floating in front of you,” he said.
Luke’s heartbeat was restless. He wanted an answer about his mother, about everything that truly mattered. But according to Sigil, any conversation would have to wait until they finished dealing with the system’s business.
“Congra...
2025-11-14 23:32:21 +0000 UTC View PostLuke’s new class was right there waiting for him, the notification pulsing in front of his eyes while he was stared down by a deity that looked like a living black hood. Out of all the absurd things that had happened in the last few minutes, including Angelica’s resurrection as a stone angel, surviving the end of the tutorial, and coming face-to-face with a god that looked like death itself...
2025-11-13 02:10:20 +0000 UTC View PostLuke plunged into the portal heading back to Earth, and the transition swallowed him whole, like a living storm dragging him into its core. Bluish energy wrapped around him in a violent embrace, sparks snapping and coiling around his limbs. The pain hit instantly, deep and overwhelming, like something trying to crush him and rebuild him at the same time. His bones felt as if they were cracking ...
2025-11-13 01:47:48 +0000 UTC View PostJudith lifted the mug to her lips again, the coffee now lukewarm as it slid down her throat. The familiar bitterness blended with the smell of damp earth, where the rest of the group sat drinking in the lazy silence of another early shift under the open sky.
Amit shattered the quiet.
“A kaiju would still be better,” he said, propping his elbow on the table. “And when one shows...
2025-11-11 05:37:46 +0000 UTC View PostJudith opened her eyes slowly, as if the morning light itself were dragging her back into the world. Exhaustion still clung to her, heavy in her muscles and her thoughts. She let out a short sigh. If there was one thing she truly despised, it was waking up early. But ever since she’d been reassigned to this post, waking up early had become as unavoidable as breathing. Same routine, every sing...
2025-11-11 05:36:06 +0000 UTC View PostLuke glanced at the archangel’s severed torso beside him.
“What do I do?! Hurry!”
“The abdomen… it’s still intact,” the feminine voice from the mask answered. “Part of the archangel is still alive, just like I am.”
“Alive?” Luke’s hands moved frantically over the creature’s body.
“He didn’t turn himself into an item like I did. He doesn...
2025-11-11 04:59:17 +0000 UTC View PostWhen Luke threw the knife, Jonathan leaped into the portal and vanished. The blade followed, but didn’t pass through. It simply clattered on the other side, rejected.
Luke didn’t waste a second. He lifted Allison’s body from the ground. She was a perfect statue.
“It’s going to be okay,” he whispered. “I know you can hear me. I’m going to save you.”
He moved c...
2025-11-11 04:18:18 +0000 UTC View PostLuke’s thoughts spiraled into doubt and fear as Allison bled out at his feet. Then, like a thin thread in the dark, an idea surfaced. He yanked open his inventory with a quick motion, pulled out the angel mask, and pressed it over Allison’s face. Her body locked as if the air itself had frozen. Skin grayed, muscles stiffened, the bleeding stopped. She became a statue, rigid, inert, but not ...
2025-11-09 21:00:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe wind filled the ruined throne room, a long, cold voice slipping through gaps in the walls and howling through shattered windows. Snow drove with the gusts, piling over the rubble in a thick, silent blanket. The ceiling was perforated, and flakes sifted down like a constant, freezing rain. The whole structure sagged as if it might collapse at any moment: cracked walls, shifted stones, leanin...
2025-11-09 20:48:10 +0000 UTC View Post"That isn’t true," he said. "You do have someone. You have me."
Allison let out a laugh, worn thin at the edges. It wasn’t mocking. Just tired.
“I didn’t have anyone in my world either,” he went on. “And I still ended up with people who weren’t related to me, who took me in anyway. I can help you find that too. If the Baumanns adopted me, they can adopt you.”
A...
2025-11-09 20:35:37 +0000 UTC View Post