Midnight.


    The abandoned clock tower stood tall in the darkness, its structure worn down from age and neglect.


    I approached cautiously, keeping my **hand on my revolver**.


    No guards. No visible traps. **Same as any other fantasy manhwa**.


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    *They’re either overconfident, or they already know I’m here.*


    I stepped inside.


    The moment I did, a figure emerged from the shadows.


    Tall. Cloaked in dark robes.


    And yet—his **presence alone** made the air feel heavier. I could feel his **Aura leaking**.


    **"Lucian von Kaiser."**


    I didn’t flinch.


    **"And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?"**


    The figure chuckled.


    He removed his hood—revealing a **demonic scar running across his left eye.**


    **One of the Seven Demonic Generals.**


    **Varia


    n the Abyss Fist.**


    Shit.