Solo Leveling: The Last Primal Hunter
Chapter 8: A Year of Peace
The ancient vault was gone.
The sky above her college was as clear as if nothing had ever happened.
Jasmine let out a deep breath, staring at the now-empty space where the Ancient Primal Vault had once stood.
For days after the event, she had stayed on high alert, expecting another dungeon to open or for some other supernatural force to appear.
But nothing happened.
Life went on.
And so, Jasmine decided to do the same.
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One Year Later
Over the past year, Jasmine had lived the life of an ordinary college student.
Well, as ordinary as an S-Rank Hunter could be.
She kept her abilities under control, only taking on occasional hunting missions for the Indian Hunter Association (IHA)—just enough to earn a fortune without attracting unnecessary attention.
The money from the IHA piled up quickly.
And finally, after a year, she had enough to do what she had always dreamed of.
Jasmine bought a house.
Not just any house—her dream home.
A two-story modern villa at the edge of the city, with wide open balconies, beautiful interiors, and a garden full of lilies—her mother’s favorite flowers.
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The moment she brought her mother to the house, tears welled up in the older woman’s eyes.
“This… this is ours?” her mother whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
Jasmine smiled, wrapping an arm around her. “It’s ours, Mom. No more struggling. No more pain. Just a peaceful life.”
Her mother hugged her tightly. “I’m so proud of you, Jasmine.”
But Jasmine wasn’t done yet.
There was one last thing she needed to do.
She sent an invitation to her father.
Despite everything he had done—the abuse, the drinking, the violence—he was still her father.
He arrived later that evening, standing awkwardly at the front door.
He looked different. Thinner, older… broken.
Jasmine let him inside.
He didn’t say much, just stood there looking around, as if he didn’t belong.
“I… I don’t deserve this,” he muttered.
Jasmine didn’t argue. She didn’t forgive him.
But she was willing to let him try to change.
That night, her mother prepared dinner for the whole family—something they hadn’t done in years.
And for the first time in her life… Jasmine saw her father eating silently, without yelling, without drinking.
Maybe, just maybe, things would be different now.
Or maybe she was just hoping for too much.
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An Unexpected Proposal
The next day at college felt… strangely normal.
No mysterious dungeons. No deadly beasts. No ancient trials.
Just lectures, group projects, and annoying classmates.
And then, he appeared.
Mriganko Doley(Mri)
Or as Jasmine liked to call him—her personal headache.
Mri had been following her around for years.
Not in a creepy way—more like an overly enthusiastic puppy who refused to give up.
He had confessed his feelings multiple times.
He had asked her out dozens of times.
And every time, Jasmine had shut him down.
But today?
Today was different.
Mri strode towards her with his usual confident smirk, his dark hair slightly messy, his white shirt rolled up at the sleeves.
“Jasmine,” he said, flashing his signature grin. “You look more stunning than usual today. Did you miss me?”
Jasmine rolled her eyes. “If by ‘miss,’ you mean ‘enjoyed the peace and quiet in your absence,’ then yes.”
“Ouch,” Mri placed a hand over his heart. “That hurts, my queen.”
Jasmine snorted. “Don’t call me that.”
“Fine, fine,” he said, stepping closer. “Then how about this—come on a date with me.”
Jasmine groaned. “Again with this?”
“Come on,” Mri insisted, tilting his head playfully. “One coffee date. Just one. If you hate it, I’ll never ask again.”
Jasmine narrowed her eyes.
Something was different this time.
He wasn’t just playing around.
For the first time, his voice held a hint of seriousness.
She sighed. “Fine. One coffee. That’s it.”
Mri’s eyes lit up. “Really?”
“Yes. But don’t get your hopes up.”
“Too late,” he grinned. “My hopes are already sky-high.”
Jasmine shook her head. What had she just agreed to?
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An Unseen Threat
As they walked toward the campus café, Jasmine’s system suddenly activated and reminded her.
[Scanning Hunter Data…]
[Identified: Mriganko Doley]
[Rank: S-Rank (Unregistered)]
[Class: Beast Summoner]
[Signature Ability: Primal Domination]
Jasmine froze.
S-Rank?
Unregistered?
She turned to Mri, who was chatting casually about some random topic.
He had never once revealed his powers.
But according to her system, he was an S-Rank Beast Summoner.
And his summoned beasts?
They were white and gold.
Jasmine’s heartbeat quickened.
She had faced countless threats. Monsters. Dungeons. Even ancient trials.
But Mriganko Doley?
He was the first person she couldn’t read.
And for the first time, Jasmine felt something strange when she looked at him.
Not fear.
Not suspicion.
Something far more dangerous.
Curiosity.