Solo Leveling: The Last Primal Hunter
Chapter 4: The Gate of No Return
The Vajra Panther’s golden eyes locked onto Jasmine, radiating an ancient fury. It circled her, low to the ground, its muscles coiled like springs ready to pounce.
Jasmine stood firm, her golden aura flickering like a raging wildfire. The Primordial Sentinels loomed behind her, their ethereal forms humming with raw power.
The students of her college screamed in terror, some frozen in shock, others running for their lives. This was no ordinary Gate.
It was something far beyond S-Rank.
Jasmine''s System flickered again.
[Warning: Threat Analysis Incomplete.]
[New Data Detected… Processing…]
[Identified: Vault of the Lost Primal Beasts]
[Classification: Forbidden Realm]
[Warning: No Hunter in recorded history has returned alive from an Ancient Primal Vault.]
Her breath hitched. No one has ever returned?
Yet here she was, standing at the threshold.
The Vajra Panther moved first. Fast. Too fast.
BAM!
The ground cracked as it vanished and reappeared inches from her face. Claws aimed straight for her heart.
Jasmine barely dodged, twisting mid-air. But the panther was relentless.
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SLASH!
Its claws tore through her mana barrier like paper, grazing her ribs.
[Alert: Damage detected. HP dropping…]
[Auto-Regeneration activated.]
Jasmine gritted her teeth. The system was healing her wounds instantly, but that wasn’t the problem.
The problem was this beast wasn’t normal.
“Enough playing around,” she whispered.
She raised her hand, and the aura of her Primordial Sentinels surged around her.
The air crackled.
The students who hadn’t yet escaped gasped as the very atmosphere trembled under the sheer force of her awakening power.
The Vajra Panther hesitated. It sensed something different now.
Jasmine’s voice was cold, steady.
“Primal Manifestation: Aaravos.”
The Celestial Stag behind her opened its glowing blue eyes.
The very sky changed color.
A thousand constellations blinked to life overhead, shifting in patterns unknown to modern man. The Panther growled, its tail flicking nervously.
Jasmine took a deep breath.
Then—she moved.
Faster than she had ever moved before.
Her blade whistled through the air, charged with cosmic energy.
SLASH!
The Vajra Panther barely dodged, but its left shoulder was gashed open, golden blood dripping onto the stone floor of the cavern.
Jasmine landed softly, her eyes glowing the same ethereal blue as Aaravos.
“You’re not the only one who can move like lightning,” she murmured.
The Vajra Panther let out a deep snarl, its body trembling. But Jasmine wasn’t done.
She pressed her hand to the air, fingers twisting in an unknown pattern.
[Activating Celestial Bind…]
The stars above responded.
Chains of pure starlight shot from the heavens, wrapping around the Vajra Panther, locking it in place.
For the first time, the beast whimpered.
Jasmine approached, standing just inches away. Her golden aura pulsed in sync with the chains of light.
She could feel it now.
This beast wasn’t just guarding the Vault. It was bound to it.
The sentinel of something far greater.
Jasmine knelt before it, pressing a hand gently against its wounded shoulder. The beast flinched but did not attack.
“Tell me,” she whispered. “What is this place?”
The Panther’s eyes locked onto hers.
Then, for the first time… it spoke.
“You were never meant to be here.”
The words shook the cavern itself.
Jasmine’s mind reeled. “What do you mean?”
The Panther’s breath was ragged, its golden blood still dripping. “You are not the heir. Yet the Vault has chosen you.”
The Vault has chosen me?
[System Alert: Unknown Foreign Entity Accessing Primal Core…]
[Analyzing…]
[Error. Error. Error.]
Jasmine’s entire vision blurred.
A blinding light erupted from the depths of the dungeon, swallowing everything in sight.
And then—
She was somewhere else.
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The Forgotten Throne
Jasmine blinked.
She was no longer in the dungeon.
Instead, she stood in the center of an ancient temple, its towering pillars covered in primal runes. The air was thick with a power she couldn’t comprehend.
A voice echoed from the darkness.
“You carry the mark of the First Primal.”
Jasmine spun around, her heart pounding. “Who’s there?!”
A figure stepped forward.
Tall. Cloaked in shadows. Eyes glowing with an intensity beyond human comprehension.
[New Entity Identified.]
[Name: ???]
[Title: The Last Primal Sovereign]
[Power Level: UNDEFINED]
Jasmine clenched her fists.
Whoever this was…
They knew exactly what she had become.
And they weren’t afraid of her.