《System of the Void》 Glitch or Gift? Zaro leaned back in his gaming chair, the worn padding creaking like a rusty door hinge in a horror game. Another day in the mines had left him with the kind of muscle fatigue that made Elden Ring boss fights feel relaxing. His tiny apartment barely had room for his VR setup, but it was worth eating ramen for dinner if it meant escaping into Blade Era every night. The hyper realistic VR MMORPG was his only reprieve from endless shifts mining Mithril. Well, that and drowning his sorrows at Of Drink and Pickaxe, a tavern whose name was way more creative than its watered-down ale. Tonight, though, even Blade Era seemed determined to speed run his misery. Three hours grinding the Sulfur Caves, hoping the gods would bless him with a rare drop from the Lava Salamanders. His inventory was full of vendor trash when the server hiccuped like a drunk giant. A message flashed across his vision: Server instability detected. His vision blurred. The familiar sounds of crackling flames and hissing monsters faded to silence, replaced by a loading screen that definitely wasn''t part of the normal game interface. Extracting user data. Compiling parameters. Initializing transfer. Welcome to reality 2.0. A blinding flash of white light seared his retinas like someone had cranked his graphics settings to supernova. When his vision cleared, he wasn''t staring at pixelated cave walls anymore. The cave surrounding him now had ray tracing that would make a 4090 GPU weep. Zaro reached out to touch the rough, moss-covered wall. His fingers sank into the cool, damp surface with a level of tactile feedback no VR glove could match. This was either the most immersive game update ever or he had just been isekaied harder than a light novel protagonist. His heart hammered against his ribs like it was trying to speedrun a cardiac event. A cold sweat prickled his skin as the reality of his situation sank in like a critical hit to the psyche. "What in the hell is going on?" His voice echoed through the cavern, the acoustics way too realistic for comfort. He closed his eyes for a moment and tried to will himself back into his gaming chair, back to the familiar comfort of his cramped apartment. He took a deep breath, trying to feel the weight of his headset, the pressure against his temples. But there was nothing there. Instead, he felt a dampness on his skin, a slight cooling wind that whispered through the cave, carrying the scent of damp earth and something ancient, something unknown. He strained to hear the familiar sounds of his gaming room: the hum of his computer, the flickering neon sign of his usual watering hole, casting shadows across his window. But there was only silence, broken only by the drip, drip, drip¡­ hopefully, of water from the cave ceiling. For a moment, panic threatened to overwhelm him. His heart pounded like a full drum solo, thumping every BPM a drum set could produce. He wiped the fresh sweat off his head, took a deep breath, and forced himself to focus. Maybe that old x-box trick will work? "System? Log out? Hello?" He called out, his voice echoing in the cavern, a desperate plea for answers. Silence. Only the drops of water from the cave ceiling answered him. Basic sensory input calibrated. Initiating system integration. The metallic voice in his head sounded like a GPS navigator that had achieved sentience but kept the same emotional range as a spoon. It definitely wasn''t the usual Blade Era system message tone. Initialization complete. Welcome User Zaro to the Akashic System.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. Analyzing user parameters... Zaro race: human. Class: Peasant. HP: 70. Mana: 0. Level: 1. Attributes: Strength 7. Agility 3. Intelligence 8. Vitality 8. Stamina 8. Basic analysis complete. Overall assessment: Pathetic. Notification: User heart rate elevated. Emotional response detected. "Hey!" Zaro protested, feeling personally attacked by an AI. "I''ll have you know I''m a level 32 Warrior in Blade Era. I once soloed a mini-boss. Sure, it was massively under-leveled and probably bugged, but still." Processing previous gaming experience. Data corrupted. Full analysis delayed until level 15. Welcome to Atheria. Beginning basic tutorial. Analyzing surroundings. Detecting trace amounts of Aetherium. Recommended action: Extract nearby resources. Tutorial quest added: Extract Aetherium crystal. Reward: System functionality increase. "Aetherium?" Zaro squinted at the pulsing blue crystal embedded in the wall. It looked like someone had crossbred a mana crystal with an RGB gaming setup. A holographic display materialized, showing resource details and extraction methods that would make a Minecraft player jealous. Basic analysis: Aetherium is a highly concentrated form of magical energy. Essential for system functions and user progression. Current extraction chance 98%. Zaro reached for the crystal, half expecting a quick time event prompt. Instead, his fingers brushed the surface and energy surged through him like chugging three energy drinks at once. He gasped but held firm, determined to complete this tutorial quest properly. The crystal practically melted into his touch, its energy flooding his system. *Tutorial quest completed. * Reward obtained: System core activated. New notification: User Zaro has been chosen. Class selection unlocked. A massive menu materialized, displaying more class options than a Korean MMO cash shop. Traditional classes like Warrior and Mage sat alongside exotic options like Necromancer and Soul Weaver. Purple text indicated rare classes while gold text highlighted legendary ones. System notification: Analyzing user potential. Error detected: Unable to determine optimal class. *Override initiated. * Legendary class options unlocked. Zaro scrolled through choices that would make a min-maxer weep. Iron Fist, Hulkamaniac, Master of Arms ¨C each one more overpowered than the last. Then he spotted it. A class shrouded in shadow, its description more mysterious than his dating profile. Voidwalker: A rare and enigmatic class that draws power from the void. Abilities and limitations unknown. His cursor hovered over the option. In Blade Era, he always played it safe. Standard warrior build, meta talent choices, optimal rotation. But this wasn''t a game anymore. Or if it was, it was running on hardware way beyond his pay grade. Sometimes you have to throw the meta out the window and go for style points. Voidwalker selected. Warning: Class has high difficulty rating. Confirm selection? Zaro grinned. Time to act like a true gamer. "Selection confirmed." Black energy swirled around him like he had aggroed every shadow effect in a ten-mile radius. The power pulled at him, a sensation like being dragged into an endless abyss. Then it was over. Class assigned: Voidwalker. Basic skills unlocked. Void Sense acquired. Shadow Step acquired. Void Bolt acquired. System analysis: Base survival chance 2%. Applying compensation buffs. New survival chance 20%. System note: Still not great. Updated attributes Level: 1. Class: Voidwalker. HP: 100. MP: 100. Strength: 9. (Average human benchmark 10.) Agility: 5. Intelligence: 10. Vitality: 10. Stamina: 10. Zaro examined his hands, half expecting some dramatic transformation cutscene. They looked the same, but energy tingled through his veins like his blood had been replaced with carbonated void stuff. Congratulations User Zaro. Basic tutorial complete. Primary objective updated: Survive. The system voice faded, leaving him alone in the cave with his new powers and a survival chance that would make a Dark Souls player nervous. "Well," he muttered, forcing confidence into his voice. "At least it''s better odds than my usual raid attempts." The cave felt different now. His enhanced vision pierced shadows that would have given ray tracing fits. Every sound, from skittering creatures to whistling wind, came through in surround sound quality that would make an audiophile weep. He was lost, alone, and definitely under-leveled for whatever came next. But for the first time since he started mining Mithril, Zaro felt alive. He had a purpose beyond grinding dailies. He had been chosen, though for what remained more mysterious than premium currency conversion rates. A grim smile spread across his face. Time to see what this new reality had in store for its newest Voidwalker. Hopefully, it had better drop rates than those damn Lava Salamanders. Tutorial area complete. Chapter 1 unlocked. Good luck User. Try not to die. My First Heist The adrenaline from successfully not dying in a tutorial area faded, leaving Zaro with the kind of hunger that would make a Final Fantasy protagonist jealous. Even in this hyper realistic fantasy world, basic needs still applied. Figures the system would include survival mechanics. System notification. Hunger detected. Status effects imminent. Warning. Death by starvation is not an achievement worth unlocking. Hey system, Zaro thought, any food around here that wont aggro my hit points? Basic analysis recommended. Use Void Sense to identify safe consumables. Warning. Unknown substances may have unexpected status effects. Void Sense icon pulsed in his vision like a quest marker. Zaro focused on the ability, feeling energy ripple outward. The world shifted into something between detective vision and a survival horror filter. Various plants and fungi lit up with colored auras, green for safe, red for things that would probably respawn him the hard way. Achievement unlocked. First Void Sense activation. Reward. Plus 1 stat point. A cluster of green-tinged shrubs caught his attention. The berries glowed with the kind of inviting luminescence that usually meant either a health potion or instant death. They looked like oversized blueberries rendered in Unreal Engine 5, complete with an iridescent sheen. Analyze activated. Item. Cave Berries Quality. Common Effects. Minor health regeneration. Slight mana restoration. Toxicity. None detected. Warning. Tastes like blue. Zaro popped one into his mouth. The flavor hit like someone had crossbred a blueberry with pure magic and a hint of something definitely not from Earth. The hunger meter in his peripheral vision ticked up slightly. Status effect. Hunger reduced. Achievement unlocked. Resource Gatherer. Reward. Basic foraging skill unlocked. With his stomach somewhat settled, Zaro surveyed his surroundings. The cave opened into a narrow passage lined with veins of pulsing blue crystal. Aetherium, according to the system. The same stuff that had kick started this whole adventure. Hey system, how about some mining tutorials? Analyzing request. Aetherium extraction requires specialized tools and skills. Current equipment tier. Literally nothing.This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Recommended action. Git gud. Great. A system with sass. Zaro spent the next half hour testing his new abilities, treating them like a game tutorial he couldn''t skip. Void Bolt seemed to cost 20 mana per shot. The energy formed naturally in his palm, like charging a hadoken made of pure shadow. Achievement unlocked. First Void Ability Use. Void Step had a 5 second cooldown and burned 20 mana. Range seemed limited by his stamina and agility stats. Nothing like having mobility skills gated by poor character building. As he practiced, Zaro moved deeper into the cave. The air grew colder, carrying a metallic tang. The sound of rushing water echoed from somewhere ahead. His Void Sense pinged like a radar picking up hostile signatures. The passage opened into a massive cavern that would have made Skyrim level designers quit their jobs. A waterfall cascaded down one wall, feeding a crystal-clear pool that seemed to glow from within. The air practically buzzed with Aetherium energy, the blue crystals so concentrated they lit the whole chamber. Movement caught his eye. A group of humanoid figures worked near the largest crystal formation. Their skin shimmered like polished obsidian, hands glowing with blue energy as they extracted Aetherium with tools that looked far more effective than bare hands. Stealth mechanics activated. Enemy analysis initiated. Threat level. Moderate to high. Recommended action. Avoid detection. Alternative action. Git gud faster. Zaro ducked behind a rock, observing their movements. The creatures worked with fluid grace, channeling Aetherium into small, glowing orbs. Those tools and orbs were exactly what he needed. Now he just had to figure out how to acquire them without triggering a boss fight. Achievement unlocked. First Stealth Approach. Reward. Enhanced detection avoidance. A plan started forming in his mind. It was probably suicidal, but he had just enough mana for something crazy. Classic speed runner strategy it is. He activated Shadow Step, teleporting to a dark alcove closer to the workers. They hadn''t noticed him yet. His mana bar showed 80/100. Focusing on Void Bolt, he accidentally overcharged it, channeling triple the normal mana. The sphere of darkness grew to the size of a basketball, humming with barely contained power. Achievement unlocked. First Ability Enhancement. Reward. 1 stat point. Here goes nothing. He launched the bolt at the largest crystal formation. The impact shook the cavern like someone had just sequence broken reality. Dust and crystal shards rained down, creating perfect cover. The obsidian miners cried out in alarm, their attention drawn to the explosion. Zaro moved. Another Shadow Step put him right next to their abandoned tools. Mana down to 40. Good thing it recovers decently fast. He grabbed a mining pick that felt perfectly weighted in his hand. After all those hours in the Mithril mines, he could practically speed run with these things. Analyze activated. Item. Void Infused Mining Pick Quality. Rare Effect. Enhanced Aetherium extraction. Note. Finally, some decent loot. A noticed a bucket that gleamed in his void sense, there were Aetherium orbs on it. He quickly pocketed several, the system automatically storing them in his inventory. Why bother with the pickaxe if they did the work for me. Achievement unlocked. First Resource Theft. Warning. Karma effects pending. Reward. Basic inventory management unlocked. The miners were regrouping. Time to exit stage right. One last Shadow Step threw him back into the shadows, mana now at 30 with how it recovers. Just enough for an emergency teleport if needed. He sprinted through the tunnels, heart pounding like a speed runner attempting a world record. He had done it. He had actually pulled off his first heist in this new world. He was a thief, a scoundrel, and somehow still alive. Emerging from the cave, Zaro blinked in the bright sunlight. The world outside was a riot of color and sound, a stark contrast to the dark, silent depths he''d left behind. Trees swayed in the breeze, birds sang in the branches, and the air carried the scent of wildflowers. It was beautiful, terrifying, and absolutely nothing like the mining town he''d left behind. He had no idea where he was or what to do next. But one thing was certain - his life of mindless grinding was over. He was a Voidwalker now, a user of the Akashic System, and this was just the tutorial. Achievement unlocked. Tutorial Complete. Warning. Main quest difficulty increasing. Reward. Enhanced system access. Note. Try not to die. Permadeath enabled. Of Sunlight and Spider Senses The sun beat down with an intensity that made Zaro squint like a gamer touching grass for the first time in weeks. After perpetual darkness of the caves, the colors of the forest hit his retinas like someone had cranked the saturation settings to maximum. The scent of pine needles and damp earth filled his nostrils, while birdsong and rustling leaves created an ambient soundtrack that would make an RPG composer jealous System notification. Surface world accessed. Environmental adaptation required. Recommendation. Stop staring at the sun. I would rate this graphics engine a solid 12 out of 10, Zaro muttered, pushing aside a branch that seemed determined to recreate a Dark Souls trap. System, he asked, mind telling me where I am? Preferably with a convenient waypoint marker? Analyzing surroundings... Current location. Unmapped territory. Probability of hostile encounters. High. Map function locked. Suggested action. Try not to die. Great. Just what he needed. An open world game with no map markers. He fumbled in his pocket, pulling out one of the stolen Aetherium orbs. Its blue light pulsed gently, like a battery indicator for magic. System, can you access any navigation data if I use this? Analyzing request. Aetherium integration required. System functionality limited. Current status. 15% operational. Zaro held the orb in his palm, remembering how the first one had been absorbed. He focused his intent, imagining the energy flowing into him. The orb dissolved into fine blue dust, sending a jolt through his system like mainlining an energy drink. Aetherium integration successful. System core stability increased. Limited mapping function available. Warning. Still mostly lost. A basic holographic map materialized, showing local terrain in the kind of low-res graphics that would make a PS1 proud. According to the display, he was on the edge of a vast forest, with what looked like civilization in the distance. As he studied the map, his Void Sense tingled. A low growl rumbled through the trees. Through his Void Sense, he caught movement - a gray wolf, lean and hungry, its yellow eyes locked onto him with predatory intent. Combat tutorial initiated. Enemy detected. Threat level. Moderate. Recommended action. Don''t die.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. The wolf slunk from the shadows, muscles rippling beneath its gray coat. New Quest. Defeat Gray Wolf. Reward, instant level up. Well, it''s real but feels like a game, and I''m a gamer. They must have forgotten I''ve spent 8 hours grinding levels before just to be oh pee Aye Eff. Zaro channeled void energy into his palm, feeling the familiar tingle of a Void Bolt forming. The wolf lunged, all teeth and murderous intent. He launched the bolt, but his aim was off - rookie mistake. The bolt struck the ground near the wolf, exploding dirt and stone into the air. The debris caught the wolf mid-lunge, staggering it. Not the intended effect, but he would take it. Shadow Step activated, minus 20 mana. Zaro blinked behind the beast, the teleport feeling smoother than any game mechanic he had experienced. The wolf spun, clearly not expecting its prey to have mobility options. Another Void Bolt, minus 20 mana. This time his aim was true, the bolt striking the wolf''s flank. The beast yelped, its movements becoming erratic from the impact. The wolf recovered faster than expected, lunging with desperate hunger. Claws raked the air where Zaro had been standing a moment ago. His enhanced agility - all 6 points of it - let him roll clear, but it was close enough to feel the wind from the attack. One more Void Bolt, triple-charged like his attack in the cave. Minus 60 mana. The enhanced bolt struck true, and the wolf collapsed, its form going still. Achievement unlocked. First Blood. Reward 5 stat points. Deciding to fight is a hard choice. You have made a choice that has rewarded you. Level Up! Level 2 achieved. 10 stat points awarded. 5 skill points awarded. 7 stat points banked. Basic combat proficiency unlocked. Zaro quickly distributed his stat points: 3 to Strength,12. 1 to Agility, 6. 2 to Intelligence,12. 2 to Vitality,12. 2 to Stamina,12. Zaro spent 10 of his 17 stat points. He wanted to save some for later just in case. The changes were immediate and intense. Strength flooded his muscles, intelligence sharpened his senses, and his overall vitality surged. It felt less like a game powerup and more like his entire being was evolving. Looking at his skill options, Void Shield seemed like a solid choice for survival. 3 skill points well spent. A quick look at the wolf''s carcass triggered another skill option. Skill available. Field Dressing. 1 skill point Previous knowledge detected. Basic animal processing possible. Warning. Tools required for proper utilization. He spent the point anyway. Better to have the skill ready when he finally got proper tools. One skill point remained banked, along with the satisfaction of a successful first combat. 7 stat points and 1 skill point banked. The dirt path gave Zaro the perfect opportunity to test his new Void Shield. He focused on the ability, reaching out with his senses. The shadows around him seemed to ripple, responding to his call. Shards of darkness peeled away from the trees and undergrowth, drawn to him like metal shavings to a magnet. The fragments swirled before settling against his skin, forming a second layer that hummed with void energy. He rapped his knuckles against his forearm, impressed by the solid feel of the shadow armor. Twenty mana seemed a fair cost for what felt like wearing the void itself. He practiced forming and dismissing the shield as he walked, watching the shadow shards scatter and reform. Each activation felt more natural than the last. As he made his way toward the distant city, he came across a small family gathering firewood by the road. Two children helped their mother collect branches, their thin frames and patched clothing telling a story of hard times. The woman tensed at his approach, stepping in front of her children. Zaro recognized that look - the same one he had seen too often his entire life, you can''t be half Rican and half Black and have never watched someone lock their car doors or cross the street when you''re walking toward them. Especially not when you''re living in a mining town. I know the look of someone who has learned to expect the worst from strangers. Without hesitation, he offered them the wolf carcass. The children''s eyes lit up at the prospect of real meat, while their mother''s grateful tears said more than words could. System notification. Achievement unlocked. Heart of Gold First selfless act completed Reward. 2 stat points. 9 stat points banked. Hidden bonus. Positive reputation with locals. Zaro banked the new stat points. The family''s genuine thanks meant more than any gold he might have gotten in the market. Besides, now that he had the Field Dressing skill, he could always hunt again once he had proper tools. The city''s spires rose ahead, promising civilization and hopefully some answers about this new world. His first real combat was behind him, his skills were growing, and he had managed to help someone along the way. Not bad for his first hour above ground. All I want to do is get stronger, and remember what the system told me. Good luck. Try not to die. Zaro thought. Everlights Delights Stepping through the towering gates of Everlight was like stepping into a different world. Forget mining towns, with their perpetual smog and lingering aroma of coal dust - this place was alive with enough vibrant energy to make an RPG hub city feel dull. The air hummed with a symphony of sounds and smells that assaulted his senses in the best possible way. Like someone had cranked up the saturation slider on reality, the colors of buildings, banners, and even the people themselves were almost overwhelming. The city walls rose like gleaming white cliffs, towering over him with the kind of architectural flex that would make a Dark Souls level designer weep. Guards clad in polished armor that probably cost more than his entire previous existence stood watch, their expressions a mix of boredom and the kind of world-weariness that comes from dealing with endless tourist questions. Status effect detected. Culture shock. Recommendation. Try not to stare. Warning. Local guard detection range increased. Zaro approached with a swagger he did not quite feel, trying to project an air of confidence that would hopefully mask the fact that he was basically a clueless newbie with void powers and questionable life choices. State your business, one guard barked, his voice gruff enough to make a troll cower. His beard was so thick it could probably house a family of squirrels. Just passing through, Zaro replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Heard Everlight was the place to be for a young, up and coming adventurer with a questionable past and a knack for finding trouble. The guard raised an eyebrow, his suspicion deepening. Adventurer, eh? What kind of adventurer? The kind that is not afraid to face danger, explore the unknown, and occasionally poke a sleeping dragon with a stick, just to see what happens, Zaro said with a grin. You know, the fun kind. The guard grunted, then surprisingly stepped aside. Just try not to burn the city down, he warned. We have had enough excitement for one week. Some idiot mage tried to summon a demon last Tuesday. It did not end well for the demon, the mage, or the unfortunate bakery that happened to be in the blast radius. Zaro chuckled, picturing a demon covered in frosting and screaming about the indignity of it all. I will do my best to keep the demonic summoning to a minimum, he promised, stepping through the gates and into the heart of Everlight.Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. The streets were a whirlwind of activity that made his old mining town marketplace look like a graveyard. Merchants hawked their wares from stalls overflowing with exotic goods: gleaming weapons that shimmered with enchantments, bubbling potions in a rainbow of colors, strange artifacts that pulsed with otherworldly light, and even a few questionable snacks that looked like they might have been extracted from a giant spider nest. He approached a merchant, a dwarf with long hair styled in what looked like a mullet with a rune shaved into the side. Time to see what Aetherium was worth in the local economy. The dwarf''s eyes widened briefly at the sight of the small crystal before he snatched it for inspection. It is a small piece, what do you want for it? What is it worth? Zaro countered. The dwarf muttered to himself, carrying numbers and adjusting for what was probably an imaginary inflation rate. Ten pieces of gold, he offered with a crooked smile. Twenty, Zaro said with a stern look, completely bluffing. Fine, the dwarf counted out the gold with the air of someone who knew he was still getting a bargain. New currency acquired. Gold x 20 Basic economy access unlocked. Note. You actually got a decent price. Warning. Don''t spend it all in one place. Zaro spent the next hour exploring the market, carefully balancing his new wealth between necessities and gear. A new outfit to replace his mining clothes. Some dried meats and fruit for the road. A water skin. And most importantly, a proper field dressing kit that made his inner hunter very happy. Item acquired. Basic Field Dressing Kit Quality. Common Contents. Skinning knife, gut hook, sharpening stone Note. Much better than using rocks. The rest of the city was a sensory overload in the best possible way. Adventurers clad in mismatched armor swaggered through the crowds, weapons gleaming with enchantments. Mages with robes that rippled like liquid starlight argued about theoretical principles that would probably melt his brain. A group of goblins haggled over the price of a fish, which was slightly disconcerting considering their usual dietary preferences. The buildings were tall and imposing, their architecture a blend of different styles that somehow worked together. From gothic spires that seemed to pierce the sky to ornate domes that shimmered with an iridescent sheen. Colorful banners fluttered from windows and balconies, adding a festive touch to the bustling atmosphere. Magic was woven into the fabric of everyday life, a seamless blend of the mundane and the fantastical. Enchanted lanterns illuminated the streets, casting a warm glow that banished shadows and made him wonder if the Everlight City Council had a lucrative contract with a very powerful firefly farmer. Golems, their metallic bodies gleaming in the sunlight, hauled carts laden with goods through the crowded streets, their movements surprisingly fluid and graceful for beings made of metal and magic. It was like watching a tech demo for a physics engine that ignored the laws of reality. The aroma of roasted meat, exotic spices, and freshly baked bread mingled with the scent of flowers and freshly cut grass. It was a culinary symphony that made his stomach rumble with anticipation. A far cry from the plain fare of his mining days. Achievement unlocked. City Slicker First major settlement reached Reward. Enhanced reputation gain Note. Try not to look like a tourist After securing a room at a decent inn with some of the gold, Zaro found himself at a tavern called The Drunken Gryphon. The common room buzzed with the kind of energy you only find in a fantasy tavern. Adventurers compared battle scars and embellished tales. Bards competed to be heard over the general chaos. A group of dwarves were engaged in what appeared to be a combination of arm wrestling and philosophical debate. Zaro claimed a quiet corner to sort through his purchases and plan his next move. He had survived his first day in this new world, made it to civilization, and even helped a family along the way. Not bad for someone who started the day by missing a wolf with his first void bolt. The city held countless opportunities, but also dangers and mysteries he had barely begun to understand. Something told him the tutorial phase of his adventure was definitely over. System notification. Basic settlement guide complete. Major city features unlocked. Warning. Higher level zones detected. Recommendation. Level up before exploring everything. Of Taverns and Teams The Drunken Gryphon reeked of stale ale, sweat, and roasted boar - a heady combination that would have sent his olfactory senses into overdrive if not for the lingering scent of ozone and burnt troll flesh clinging to his clothes. But hey, who was he to judge? After a day spent navigating the chaotic symphony of Everlight, a tavern brawl seemed like a perfectly reasonable way to unwind. Speaking of chaotic symphonies, the common room was a masterpiece of organized chaos. A bard in the corner, bless his soul, was attempting to serenade the crowd with a lute ballad that was tragically losing the battle against the raucous laughter and drunken arguments erupting from every corner of the room. A group of orcs, their faces painted with intricate war markings and their voices loud enough to shatter glass, were engaged in an arm wrestling contest that threatened to demolish the entire establishment. A gaggle of goofy goblins, their beady eyes darting around like hyperactive squirrels, were huddled in a corner, no doubt plotting some mischief that would likely involve pickpocketing, explosives, or possibly a combination of both. And then there were the adventurers. Ah, the adventurers. Clad in mismatched armor, their weapons gleaming with a mixture of blood and pride, they swaggered through the tavern like they owned the place, their voices booming with tales of daring exploits and near-death experiences. He overheard snippets of conversations about dragon slaying, dungeon crawling, and the occasional goblin-related mishap that involved a misplaced fireball and a singed beard. It was like stepping into a live-action roleplaying game, but with real consequences and a distinct lack of respawn points. A firebrew materialized in front of him, courtesy of a bartender with the kind of situational awareness that suggested either precognition or really good tips. The potent concoction tasted like a dragon had sneezed in a barrel of fermented berries, but after the day he had had, Zaro needed something strong enough to numb the lingering fear of falling through another dimensional rift and landing in a clown dimension. System notification. Mental fortitude required. Status effect. Mild inebriation pending. Warning. Drink responsibly. He settled into a corner table, watching the tavern life unfold like an especially chaotic theater production. A party of young adventurers crowded around a table nearby, arguing over the best way to tackle their first dungeon. Their equipment looked fresh from the market, price tags practically still attached. Another group, weathered veterans by the look of their scars and enchanted gear, discussed something called the Whispering Caves in hushed, nervous tones. That caught his attention. He focused his Void Sense, letting the ability filter through the ambient noise. The more experienced group huddled over their table, voices low. Their leader, a battle-scarred dwarf, shook his head. The corruption there is spreading. Three silver ranked teams already turned back. Something in those caves is drawing power from the void itself. Zaro nearly choked on his firebrew. Well, that explained a few things about his arrival. He made a mental note to definitely return there once he was stronger. Like, significantly stronger. Maybe after acquiring a full set of void-enchanted gear and possibly a small army. The evening wore on, the common room growing more crowded as additional adventurers filtered in from their daily quests. Some celebrated successful hunts while others drowned the sorrows of failed missions. Through it all, Zaro observed, learning the unwritten rules of this new world.This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. Guild rankings apparently mattered here. Bronze ranked adventurers tended to give silver ranks a wide berth, while gold ranked parties drew envious stares and whispered speculation about their latest achievements. He caught mentions of various factions, territories, and the politics that bound them all together. It was like an MMO social system come to life, but with real ale and significantly more stabbing. His Void Sense occasionally pinged unusual energy signatures from weapons or armor, each one teaching him more about this world''s magic. Some gear practically screamed with power while other pieces held subtler enchantments. One adventurer wore boots that seemed to bend space around them, while another carried a sword that hummed with elemental energy. System notification. Equipment analysis available. Basic enchantment recognition unlocked. Note. Window shopping activated. As the night progressed, the crowd thinned slightly. Those with early morning quests retired while the serious drinkers settled in for the long haul. That''s when Zaro noticed them - three figures at a corner table whose equipment radiated power that made his Void Sense tingle. The first was an Orc warrior who looked like he bench-pressed small buildings for fun. His curved warhammer leaned against the wall, its size suggesting it had been designed less for combat and more for remodeling castle walls. The Orc was regaling a small audience with what seemed to be an increasingly embellished tale of monster slaying. Beside him sat an Elf ranger, her bow unstrung but within easy reach. She cleaned her arrows with methodical precision, occasionally rolling her eyes at the Orcs'' more outrageous claims. Her gear spoke of someone who valued efficiency over flash, though the void energy in her quiver suggested these were not ordinary arrows. The third member of their party, a human mage whose hat seemed to be compensating for something, interrupted the Orcs story with frequent corrections and arcane terminology. His robes sparkled with enough enchantments to power a small city, and he adjusted his hat with the air of someone who practiced the gesture in mirrors. They were obviously experienced, their gear alone suggesting high-rank status, but something about them felt more approachable than the other veteran teams. Maybe it was the way they actually seemed to enjoy each other''s company, their bickering carrying the tone of old friends rather than just business partners. Zaro nursed his drink, considering his options. He needed to join a guild eventually, and finding a solid team would make that process easier. These three had clearly survived their fair share of adventures together. Plus, anyone who could tolerate that mages constant hat adjusting probably had the patience of saints. He stood, gathering his courage and what remained of his dignity. Time to introduce himself and hope they didn''t immediately identify him as the newbie he was. He approached their table just as the Orc reached what seemed to be the climax of his tale. And there I was, he boomed, facing down three hill giants with nothing but my trusty hammer and a questionable understanding of gravity! The ranger sighed. It was one giant, Ramrod. And you had help. Details, details, the Orc - Ramrod - waved dismissively. The story sounds better my way. The mage snorted into his drink. None of your stories sound better your way. They just get progressively more impossible. Zaro cleared his throat. Pardon the interruption, but I couldn''t help overhearing. You wouldn''t happen to be looking for another team member? He gave what he hoped was a confident smile rather than the nervous grin it felt like. The mage looked him up and down, his expression suggesting he found Zaro about as impressive as a wet sock. And what exactly could you bring to our illustrious group? Ramrod elbowed the mage. Now Chad, give the lad a chance. He has that look in his eye. What look? Chad adjusted his hat again. The look of someone who has already survived something they probably shouldn''t have, the ranger said quietly, her keen eyes studying Zaro with newfound interest. I am Ezra, she added. The loud one is Ramrod, and our fashion-challenged friend here is Chad. Zaro bowed slightly. My name is Zaro. As for what I bring to the team... He smiled, letting void energy flicker around his fingers. Let''s just say I have a rather unique skill set. The void energy drew their attention immediately. Chad leaned forward, scholarly interest overwhelming his previous disdain. Interesting. Very interesting. What class exactly produces that particular energy signature? Voidwalker, Zaro replied. The three exchanged glances. Ramrod grinned broadly. Well now, that''s not something you see every day. Pull up a chair, lad. I think we have some discussing to do. As Zaro settled into what would become his regular seat at their table, he felt another system notification ping. Achievement unlo cked. Squad Goals First team formation initiated Note. Try not to die first Team Building and New Abilities The morning brought a kind of anticipation Zaro hadn''t felt since his first raid night in Blade Era. His new team had a solid mix of classic RPG roles. Tank, ranged DPS, and caster. Time to see what kind of specialized damage dealer a Voidwalker could become. After a quick breakfast at the Drunken Gryphon, where Chad somehow managed to adjust his hat between every bite of porridge, they gathered their supplies and headed out. The early morning market buzzed with activity as they passed through. Various merchants called out their wares, the smell of fresh bread and spiced meats filling the air. Ramrod insisted on stopping at a weapons merchant to have his warhammer checked for battle readiness. The smith took one look at the massive weapon and muttered something about overcompensating before reluctantly agreeing to inspect it. While they waited, Ezra methodically checked her bowstring and arrow fletching with the kind of attention to detail that suggested she had probably memorized each individual feather. Chad, meanwhile, engaged in what appeared to be a fierce philosophical debate with another mage about proper hat tilting angles for maximum magical conductivity. While looking over his team, one member stood out. Ramrod, a mountain of muscle and bravado, hefted his colossal curved warhammer with a grunt. The weapon was so absurdly oversized and had such an odd curve, I had the fleeting thought that it might be a failed experiment in boomerang design. Imagine chucking that thing and having it whirl back to knock you flat. I chuckled inwardly. Ezra, with her sharp eyes and even sharper arrows, gave me a curious glance. You alright there, Zaro? She asked, sensing my amusement. Just admiring Ramrod''s weapon, I replied with a shrug, trying to appear nonchalant. Seems a bit¡­ much, doesn''t it? Ezra followed my gaze and stifled a laugh. Aye, it does have a tendency to get stuck in doorways. Poor Ramrod has had to rebuild more than a few archways in his time. Chad, the human mage, with his ever present air of sarcasm, scoffed. As if your puny attacks will be any better, he sneered. I wager they fizzle out before they make contact. I think I''ll call you Zero. Chad said in a condescending tone. Give me a chance to prove you wrong, mage, I retorted, feeling a surge of competitive spirit. Just wait till we''re facing down a horde of cave trolls. Then we''ll see whose magic packs a punch. With a final round of snaps and one liners, we set off, properly equipped. We followed a winding path that led away from the bustling city and into the tranquil countryside. The landscape was a patchwork of fertile farms and lush vineyards, the air filled with the sweet scent of freshly tilled soil and blooming wildflowers. It was a picture of serenity, a stark contrast to the dark and ominous depths we were about to explore. Ramrod led them toward the Whispering Caves, his freshly oiled warhammer swaying with each step like a metronome designed by someone with anger issues. The weapon now gleamed in the morning sun, though Zaro noticed the smith had reinforced several areas with subtle but necessary improvements. The path to the caves wound through dense forest, the kind of terrain that screamed random encounter area in every RPG ever made. Ezra moved with the kind of fluid grace that suggested she could probably shoot three arrows before most people finished saying ready aim fire. Her steps were silent, even the leaves beneath her feet seemed afraid to make noise. Chad, bringing up the rear, continued his apparent quest to set a world record for most hat adjustments per minute while simultaneously complaining about the lack of proper roads. The caves loomed ahead, their entrance a jagged maw in the mountainside that seemed to exhale an unsettling chill. Old mining equipment lay scattered near the entrance, tools abandoned in what looked like a hurried departure. A wooden sign posted nearby read Warning: Silver Rank Minimum. Someone had crossed out Silver and written Gold above it in what Zaro hoped wasn''t dried blood. You know what they say about these caves? Ramrod grinned, his tusks glinting in the fading daylight. Three silver ranked teams went in last week. None came back out. Chad snorted, adjusting his hat yet again. Actually, they did come back out. Running and screaming about corruption and darkness. Which is precisely why we''re here. He turned to Zaro. Our newly acquired void specialist Zero, might be the key to understanding what''s really happening in these depths. Ezra nocked an arrow, her eyes scanning the cave mouth. Less talking, more walking. Whatever drove those teams out is still in there. Ramrod pulled out a torch, but Chad stopped him with an exaggerated sigh. The mage conjured several orbs of light that circled their group like tiny, attentive moons. Leave the illumination to the professionals, he said, adjusting his hat with his free hand. Though I suppose hitting things with a bigger hammer does have its own charm. As they ventured deeper, Zaros Void Sense tingled, picking up strange energy signatures that felt like corrupted game files trying to execute proper code. The sensation grew stronger with each chamber they passed. Unlike his companions'' magical illumination, his Void Sense painted the caves in shades of purpose. He could see where other adventurers had passed, their lingering energy signatures fading like footprints in sand. The air grew colder, damper, carrying a metallic tang that made his teeth ache. The whispers started soft, almost subliminal, but grew stronger as they pressed deeper into the caves. Each chamber they passed showed signs of recent activity - scattered equipment, hastily abandoned campsites, and the occasional bloodstain that suggested not everyone made it back out.Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. What in Odin''s beard are those? I asked, my voice barely a whisper above the growing chorus of ghostly murmurs. Who''s Odin? Said Ramrod. Whispering Crystals, Chad replied, his eyes gleaming with a scholar''s fascination. They''re said to be conduits of magical energy, capable of amplifying and distorting spells. Fascinating, aren''t they? And the whispering? I pressed, feeling a growing sense of unease. Chad''s academic curiosity seemed oblivious to the chilling atmosphere. Legends say they''re the voices of spirits trapped within the crystals, Ezra explained, her voice barely audible over the infectious sound of whispers. Lost souls, forever lamenting their fate. Chad paused occasionally to collect samples of crystal formations, muttering about resonance frequencies and void contamination levels. Ezra marked their path with small notches that seemed to glow faintly in the darkness. Ramrod just hummed what sounded suspiciously like a dwarven drinking song, his deep voice echoing through the tunnels. Through a narrow passage, they entered a vast chamber where crystalline formations cast eerie shadows. The ceiling stretched up into darkness, lost beyond the reach of Chad''s light orbs. Ancient mining equipment lay scattered about, broken picks and rusted cart rails suggesting this place had once served a more mundane purpose. Zaros Void Sense flared a warning moments before a massive form emerged from the darkness. A bear, but wrong somehow. Its fur matted and patchy, its flesh a sickly green, its limbs elongated and twisted. Its eyes, glowing with malevolent red light, fixed on Ramrod who stood closest. The bear moved with unnatural speed, its corrupted form allowing it to cross the chamber faster than something its size should manage. Ramrod met its charge head-on, his warhammer whistling through the air in a mighty arc. The blow connected with enough force to stagger a small giant, but the corrupted beast barely seemed to notice. Ezra loosed arrow after arrow, each shot finding its mark with deadly precision. The shafts stuck from the bears hide like decorative porcupine quills, but failed to slow its advance. Even her fire-enchanted arrows, usually devastating against flesh and blood creatures, only seemed to annoy it. Chad unleashed his most powerful spells, the cave lighting up with arcane devastation. Lightning crackled and thunder boomed in the confined space. Ice formed and shattered. Flames roared hot enough to make the air shimmer. The bear pushed through it all, its corrupted form seeming to absorb or ignore most of the damage. Something about the bear''s corrupted energy felt familiar to Zaro. He channeled void energy into his palm, feeling the familiar tingle of a Void Bolt forming. The bolt struck true, and unlike his companions'' attacks, tore clean through the creature''s hide. Dark energy dispersed where his pure void power made contact. The bear roared in genuine pain this time, its attention snapping to Zaro. His void energy seemed to disrupt whatever corruption powered the beast. Another Void Bolt, minus 20 MP. This one staggered the creature, its movements becoming erratic as void energy ate away at its corrupted form. Chad, hit it with lightning! Zaro called out. The mage obliged, electricity arcing into the beast just as Zaro launched a third Void Bolt. The combination of energies created a devastating reaction. The bear stumbled, its form beginning to destabilize. Ramrod, seeing his chance, brought his warhammer down in an overhead strike that would have made Thor proud. The corrupted bear collapsed, its form dissolving into wisps of shadow that quickly dissipated. Level Up! Level 3 achieved. 10 stat points awarded. 5 skill points awarded. 9 stat points banked. 1 skill points banked. Void Bolt has reached Level 2 Damage increased Mana cost reduced to 15 Zaro quickly distributed his stat points. Level 3. Class Voidwalker. HP 140 MP 140 Attributes Strength 12 Plus 2. 14 Here. Agility 6 plus 4. Finally at 10 Intelligence 12 Plus 2. 14. Vitality 12 plus 2. So 14. Stamina 12 9 stat points banked. 6 Skill points banked. The changes were immediate and noticeable. His muscles felt denser, his reflexes sharper. Almost double what they were before. His connection to void energy stronger. It was like his entire being had been upgraded to the next patch version. A quick browse through his skills menu revealed options that would make any min maxer drool. Under combat abilities, Shadow Strike caught his attention first. The description promised a void-enhanced melee attack that could bypass standard defenses, perfect for when enemies got too close for comfort. The three skill point cost made him wince. That was a serious investment for a single ability. But watching Ramrod go toe to toe with the bear had convinced him that having a solid melee option wasn''t just useful, it was essential. Plus Zaro didn''t bring a weapon, and void bolts are cool, but punches in bunches are cooler. The utility section held its own treasures. Analyze jumped out immediately. A one point skill that would let him break down enemies and items into easily understood gaming terms. No more guessing about threat levels or item qualities. Next to it, Eye of the Storm offered enhanced focus and regeneration through meditation. For another single point, being able to recover faster between fights seemed like a bargain. He spent the points carefully, watching his available pool decrease. Shadow Strike ate the biggest chunk at three points, but the promise of viable melee damage was worth it. Analyze and Eye of the Storm rounded out his purchases, each costing a single point. Already he could feel new combat possibilities opening up. He spent 5 skill points and banked 1. As the corrupted bear''s form dissolved into shadow, something caught his eye. A small crystalline shard lay where the creature had fallen, black as obsidian but pulsing with a purple inner glow. Perfect time to test out his new skill. Analyze activated. Item. Void Shard Quality. Rare Description. A tangible shard of corrupted void energy. Can be purified and used as crafting material with proper skills. Note. Crafting skills required for proper utilization. Zaro carefully pocketed the shard in his void storage for later study. The lingering energy resonated with his own void powers, suggesting untapped potential. With the right skills, this could become something interesting. Chad examined the spot where the bear had fallen, his scholarly curiosity temporarily overwhelming his usual condescension. His magical instruments whirred and clicked as he took readings. The residual energy signatures suggest a complete destabilization of the corruption matrix, he muttered, more to himself than the group. Fascinating. I''ve never seen anything react that way to magical energy before. Ramrod propped his warhammer on one massive shoulder. In Common, he means your void stuff made the big scary bear go poof, he translated with a grin. Much more satisfying than our usual method of hit it till it stops moving. Ezra moved silently through the chamber, examining both exits with experienced eyes. She marked each passage with small notches that seemed to catch what little light remained. Your abilities seem particularly effective against these corrupted creatures, she observed. That could prove very useful, especially if we''re going to be exploring these caves further. Her raised eyebrow suggested this wasn''t just idle speculation. Chad finally looked up from his instruments, adjusting his hat as if the gesture helped him think. The corruption is spreading deeper into the cave system, he said. These readings suggest a central source, something powerful enough to warp natural creatures into... that. He gestured at the spot where the bear had fallen. The implications hung in the air like the cave dust. Something was changing these caves, twisting them with corrupt power. And somehow, Zaros void abilities seemed uniquely suited to fighting it. Ramrod hefted his warhammer with renewed enthusiasm. Well then, he boomed, his voice echoing off the crystal formations. Let''s go find whatever is making these beasties and introduce it to my favorite negotiation tactic. Chad sighed. Must you always reduce everything to hitting it with that oversized mallet? Ezra was already moving toward the deeper passage, bow ready. Sometimes the direct approach is best, she said softly. But perhaps with slightly more tactical consideration than our Orcish friend suggests. The team pressed deeper into the caves, but Zaro could tell something had changed. Their dynamic felt more natural now, each member adjusting their tactics to account for his unique abilities. They moved with growing confidence, ready to face whatever other corrupted horrors awaited in the depths. System notification. Team synergy increased. Combat effectiveness enhanced. Note. Try not to get cocky. The whispers grew stronger as they descended, a constant reminder that they were heading exactly where those silver ranked teams had fled from. But with his new abilities an d a team that worked this well together, Zaro felt ready for whatever waited in the darkness. Even if Chad wouldn''t stop adjusting his hat. Practice and Patience Hold up, I need a moment to test these new abilities, Zaro said, eyeing a section of cave wall that looked sturdy enough for practice. Between Shadow Strike and Eye of the Storm, he''d gained some serious techniques that needed proper testing. Chad looked ready to protest the delay, but Ezra placed a hand on his arm. Let him learn his skills, she said quietly. Better here than in the middle of combat. Hurry up Zero, said Chad with the zinger. Just try not to bring the cave down on our heads, Ramrod added cheerfully. Though that would technically count as testing the skill successfully. I practiced martial arts back home, Zaro explained, settling into a comfortable stance. Let''s see how void energy changes the equation. He focused on channeling void energy through his body, feeling it collect in his fist. The sensation was unlike anything he''d experienced before - like his hand had been submerged in carbonated shadows. The energy swirled and condensed, responding to his will. Ramrod leaned against his warhammer, watching with interest. The void power visibly wreathed Zaros hand in dark energy, making his fist look like it had been dipped in living shadow. Even Chad stopped adjusting his hat long enough to observe, scholarly curiosity temporarily overwhelming his need to look important. After testing Shadow Strike against the wall for a few punches, he realized that his punches were strong enough to destroy pieces of the stone! He was so excited a thought occurred. Hey Ramrod, want to help me test something else? The Orc perked up immediately. The kind of help that involves hitting things? Actually, yes. Zaro activated his Void Shield, watching shadow fragments collect across his skin. I need to know how much punishment this can take. Mind giving me a love tap? Chad snorted. Are you actually asking the walking mountain to hit you? The mage peered at Zaro like he was studying a particularly fascinating but stupid specimen. Ramrod grinned wide enough to display all his tusks. Finally, someone who speaks my language! He hefted his warhammer. How hard? Ezra pinched the bridge of her nose. I''m starting to understand why he fits in so well with us. Just a body shot, Zaro said, reinforcing his shield with extra void energy. Start light and we can work our... The rest of his sentence was lost as Ramrod''s hammer connected with his chest. The void shield crackled, absorbing most of the impact, but Zaro still stumbled back three steps until he was caught by the wall behind him. Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere. The shield shimmered, its shadowy surface rippling from the impact. Zaro felt the void energy strain to maintain its form, like a muscle approaching its limit. Through his private interface, he could see the shield''s integrity dropping, but to the others it just looked like the shadows were thinning. Nice! Zaro wheezed, straightening up. Looks like it can take a hit. Let''s try that again but... Before he could finish, Ramrod swung again, this time shattering the shield completely. The shadow fragments scattered like broken glass before dissipating into nothing. The rest of the impact tore 30 health from Zaros health bar. After recovering from Ramrod''s enthusiasm, Zaro decided to try Eye of the Storm to recover his lost health. He settled into a cross-legged position, remembering his meditation training from martial arts. The cave floor wasn''t exactly a zen garden, but it would do. I need to recover anyway, he explained, closing his eyes. Might as well practice proper breathing techniques while we''re taking a break. Chad scoffed. Meditation? In the middle of a possibly haunted, definitely dangerous cave system? It''s called efficient time management, Zaro replied without opening his eyes. Besides, you can watch for threats while I center myself. He took a deep breath, focusing on the void energy flowing through his body. It responded differently than chi energy had back home, more like a cool liquid shadow than the warm life force had been taught to channel. He breathed in, compressing all the energy into his abdomen, then released it slowly, letting it expand outward. The recovery felt different from his natural healing. The meditation actively restored everything. His energy, his stamina, even easing the fatigue in his muscles from Ramrod''s hammer test. Each breath seemed to draw in more power, cycling it through his system like a cleansing tide. You look like you''re actually glowing a little, Ezra observed. A faint purple shimmer seemed to dance across his skin. Fascinating, Chad muttered, magical instruments whirring. The void energy appears to be cycling through your entire system, not just concentrating in one area. Ramrod just grinned. Does this mean I can hit you again soon? Not yet big guy, Zaro replied, opening one eye. This is about mastering these abilities through practice. Just like a blacksmith learns by working the forge, or an archer by loosing thousands of arrows. Like building calluses on your hands from wielding a hammer, Ramrod nodded sagely. Everyone stared at him. What? I wasn''t born knowing how to swing this thing. Exactly, Zaro said, standing up. My old martial arts instructor always said practice doesn''t make perfect, perfect practice makes perfect. He channeled void energy into his fist again, watching shadows coil around his knuckles. And I''d rather work out the kinks here than in the middle of a fight. He launched another Shadow Strike at the wall. The void-enhanced punch felt more natural this time, the energy responding faster, flowing smoother. Each practice strike taught him something new about how the void energy moved through his body. You''re very methodical about this, Ezra observed. It''s not just about raw power, is it? No, Zaro replied, throwing another strike. Proper form, efficient energy flow, understanding the techniques inside and out. That''s what makes the difference between just having abilities and truly mastering them. He grinned. Plus, punching things is surprisingly therapeutic. Chad rolled his eyes. Well, while you''re having your therapeutic wall punching session, perhaps we should discuss our actual mission? You know, the potentially world threatening corruption was supposed to be investigated? Just a few more minutes, Zaro said, settling back into his meditation pose. The more practice I get now, the better prepared I''ll be when we find whatever is causing all this. As he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing, he could feel his abilities growing stronger. Each meditation session, each void enhanced strike, every use of his shield. It was all building towards something greater. The others might see just practice, but he could feel the progression, the steady climb towards mastery. The whispers of the cave seemed quieter now, as if respecting his meditation. Or maybe he was just getting better at filtering them out. Either way, when he opened his eyes again, he felt more in tune with his abilities than ever. Time to move, he said, standing up. Let''s go see what other practice opportunities this cave has to offer. Ramrod laughed. Now youre talking! Nothing teaches faster than mortal peril. Ezra nocked an arrow, shaking her head with a slight smile. At least try to dodge this time. Chad just adjusted his hat, muttering something about void-touched lunatics. The team moved deeper into the caves, but now Zaro felt more confident in his abilities. Each step was an opportunity to grow stronger, each challenge a chance to master his skills. The corruption ahead didn''t stand a chance. As long as Ramrod stopped trying to help him test his shield. From the Void The whispers started as we delved deeper into the cave system, a subtle chorus of voices that made Chad''s drunken tavern singing seem pleasant by comparison. Each step took us further from the relatively safe areas we''d cleared, into tunnels that felt older, more primal. The kind of place that screams, here there be monsters, in every RPG ever made. Zaro''s void sense pinged like a radar picking up an incoming meteorite. Hold up, he raised his hand, stopping the team. Something felt wrong. Not your typical, we forgot to bring health potions, wrong, but more like "we''re about to trigger a boss fight" wrong. What is it? Ezra whispered, her bow already drawn. He focused his void sense, letting it expand outward. The energy patterns were unlike anything I''d encountered before, a swirling mass of corruption that made my teeth ache. There''s something ahead. Something big. Ramrod grinned, hefting his axe. Finally! I was getting bored of these trash mobs. Chad adjusted his hat, because apparently even impending doom couldn''t break that habit. The corruption readings are off the scale, he muttered, magical instruments whirring. This could be the source we''ve been looking for. We''d been tracking the corruption''s spread through the caves, following the trail of twisted creatures and tainted crystals. Each step had led us deeper, following a gradient of increasing void energy that even Chad''s instruments could detect. Now it felt like we''d hit paydirt. We should proceed with caution, Ezra suggested, ever the voice of reason. Whatever''s causing this corruption, it''s powerful enough to affect the entire cave system. Zaro nodded, channeling void energy into his void shield. The familiar shadows swirled across my skin, a comforting weight against the oppressive atmosphere. Standard formation. Ramrod, you''re on point with me. Ezra, watch our flanks. Chad... try not to set anything on fire. That was one time, Chad protested. And that goblin''s eyebrows grew back. Mostly. As we rounded the final bend, the tunnel opened into a vast chamber that would have made a cathedral feel inadequate. Ancient columns stretched into darkness, their surfaces etched with symbols that hurt to look at. The air itself felt wrong, like reality was holding its breath. And in the center of it all, a swirling vortex of shadows pulsed with malevolent energy, growing larger with every passing second. The whispers reached a fever pitch, a dizzying array of voices that seemed to want to claw at his very soul. Well, Zaro muttered, drawing his Void Fang daggers. I think we found what we were looking for. Anyone else getting major final boss vibes? The vortex swirled faster, shadows condensing into something that definitely wasn''t coming over for tea and cookies. Time to see what this thing was made of. Hopefully something that died when you stabbed it. The swirling vortex of shadows pulsed in the center of the cavern, growing larger with every passing second. The swirling vortex of shadows pulsed in the center of the cavern, growing larger with every passing second. The whispers reached a fever pitch, a dizzying array of voices that seemed to want to claw at my very soul. The air crackled with energy, a tangible manifestation of the encroaching darkness, and the crystals lining the cave walls glowed with an eerie, pulsating light, casting dancing shadows that distorted the already unnerving surroundings. Fear, cold and sharp, pierced through my attempts at bravado, a chilling reminder of my own mortality. But I did feel almost a kinship to the shadows, like they strengthened me in some way. What in the abyss is that? Ramrod exclaimed, his booming voice barely audible over the excitement. He gripped his axe tightly, his knuckles white against the worn leather of the handle. I don''t know, Ezra replied, her voice tight with apprehension. But I don''t think it''s friendly. Her hand instinctively moved to the quiver of arrows slung across her back, her eyes darting around, searching for an escape route that didn''t exist. Chad, for once, was speechless. He stared at the vortex, his face pale, his pointy hat askew, a stark contrast to his usual air of arrogant confidence. Zaro''s Void Sense screamed a warning, a primal urge to flee, to hide, to escape the impending doom. It felt like a thousand icy needles pricking at his skin, urging him to run. But my feet felt rooted to the spot, frozen by a morbid fascination with the unfolding chaos. The vortex reached a critical mass, its swirling shadows moving as if breathing slowly, coalescing into a monstrous form. A creature of pure darkness emerged, its eyes burning with malevolent intent, twin points of crimson fire in the swirling mass of its body. It was vaguely humanoid, but its limbs were elongated and distorted, ending in razor sharp claws that glinted in the eerie light. Its skin was a patchwork of shadows, constantly shifting and reforming, as if the very essence of darkness was struggling to contain itself within a physical form. And from its gaping maw, the whispers poured forth, amplified, twisted, a chorus of torment that echoed through the cavern. System Alert, Void Abomination Detected. Danger Level, High. Defeat opponent for an instant level up The Abomination let out a deafening roar, a sound that seemed to tear at the fabric of reality, vibrating through the very bones of the cave. The crystals lining the cave walls shattered, sending shards of razor-sharp rock raining down on us. Incoming! Yelled Zaro instinctively. His Void Shield was already active and reinforced. Shards of crystal bounced harmlessly off the shield, but the impact still sent tremors through his body, a jarring reminder of the creature''s raw power. He recharged the Void Armor with a new activation of the skill and took a slow and deep breath to get steadied for this battle. Attack! Ramrod roared, charging towards the Abomination with his axe raised high above his head. Ezra followed close behind, her bow drawn, arrows finding their mark in the creature''s shadowy flesh, each hit accompanied by a hiss as the void energy resisted the intrusion. Chad, snapping out of his stupor, began chanting, his hands and staff glowing with arcane energy, weaving spells of fire and force. Zaro hesitated for a moment, unsure how to contribute. He did test his new skills just not in a real fight. And not against a beast like this. The sheer power of the Abomination was daunting. But he couldn''t just stand there and watch his companions risk their lives. He had to do something.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Zaro made a decision and channeled void energy into his fist, feeling the familiar warmth spread through his arm, tingling with power. Activating Shadow Strike, he charged towards the Abomination, dodging its flailing claws and leaping over the fallen debris. He aimed for its torso, hoping to land a solid blow, to test the strength of his newfound power against this creature of darkness. His fist connected with the Abomination''s shadowy flesh, and a shockwave of energy erupted outward, sending ripples through the air. Minus 20 MP. The creature staggered back, its form flickering, the solid darkness momentarily disrupted. His heart thundered in his chest, a wild grin spread across his face. For the first time, he felt a flicker of control, a sense of power rising within him. My attack had actually hurt it! He said to himself in astonishment. But the Abomination quickly recovered, its shadowy flesh knitting itself back together, the disruption fading as quickly as it had appeared. It lashed out with its claws, catching him off guard. The claws raked across his arm, almost tearing through my Void Shield, it cracked in a few places and left some small cuts. A searing pain from the cuts disrupted his concentration briefly and he stumbled back. This get out of jail free card won''t work again. He clutched his arm, feeling the jagged crumbling shadow armor between his fingers. I can''t let myself panic. Zaro mentally coached himself. Just then the Abomination stretched it''s arm out and slammed into Zaro, the impact threw him back and slammed him into the cave wall. Minus 100 health. The beast let out a triumphant roar. The system showed a critical health warning which he ignored. A mortal fear set in, but through that and the pain, a new sensation emerged. A cold fury, a determination to fight back, to survive. Zaro! Ezra cried, her voice laced with concern. She fired another arrow, this one aimed at the Abomination''s head, but the creature barely flinched, the arrow simply disappearing into the swirling mass of its form. I''m not feeling too hot, Zaro responded. Then he double charged his Void Shield and started to slow his breathing and calm his thoughts. He knew he needed to leverage his skills and make every attack count. Just then Ramrod roared, his fury echoing through the cave. He hacked at the Abomination''s legs with his axe, each blow landing with a sickening thud, but the creature''s shadowy flesh seemed to absorb the blows, its form constantly shifting and reforming, making it an almost impossible target. Chad unleashed a barrage of fireballs, engulfing the Abomination in flames. The creature roared in pain, its form flickering and distorting under the onslaught of fire. But the flames quickly died down, and the Abomination emerged unscathed, the fire having no lasting effect on its shadowy form. We were losing. The Abomination was powerful, its shadowy form resistant to everyone''s attacks. Except for Zaro''s. The void is the question and the answer. Desperation clawed at him. They needed a new strategy, a way to exploit its weakness. And Zaro realized that its weakness was him. He sent a Void Bolt just to see how it liked it, and just as he suspected, the spot blew open and stayed open for a few seconds until the healing started. I can use this. Zaro thought. Void Bolt Level 2 was stronger than before, and costs less to use. I''ll have to stay ranged to avoid getting squashed. Zaro came up with a plan, I''ll just send every void bolt I can and see if I can blow this thing apart before I die. Zaro activated analyze and void sense. The system showed corrupted level question mark. A corruption is weak to void and shadow attacks. It has energy that needs to be released back into the world for balance. Voidwalkers can absorb some corrupted energy and repurpose it. I have an idea, Zaro yelled. Ezra do you have any void arrows? Chad, conjure your strongest shadow attack. Ramrod, buy us time and if anyone has a health and mana potion, toss them this way. I''m about to throw everything I have at it. Ramrod flew into action, He jumped high in the air and slammed his huge weapon into the beast then kicked it to withdraw from striking distance while slipping 2 attacks and spinning into a tornado of destruction. Chad tossed a potion for mana and Ezra responded I have 3 arrows to use and here, she threw a healing potion. Zaro was reminded of a drinking content he won recently, and planned to double fist the potions momentarily. In the time he had gained from Ramrod, his mana was recharged fully. It was a creature of void and shadow, corrupted somehow. Zaro wanted to find out what that energy is worth. Zaro was ready, his plan was to fire off all the void bolts, he could use 9. That would leave him with 5 mana. Then he would use his potions while Chad unleashed, then he would overcharge his void bolt to 9 charges and send as much damage as possible at his current level and hope for a critical. Worst case Ezra can send her arrows and buy time for a little mana regen. I''m ready, Zaro yelled. Pull back Ram. Chad, get ready, Ezra cover us after my second attack. I''m going to send everything I have, use your potion and do it again. Chad yelled to Ezra, I can enchant your arrows with shadow energy too, come over here. The Orc jumped and kicked with both feet to launch himself back out of striking distance as Zaro started to send 9 void bolts at the monstrosity his void sense lighted it up red on the outer layer and green ish on the inside. There was almost a glimmer of orange at its chest where it''s heart would be at at the center of its head. Zaro sent 9 void bolts center mass while strafing left toward Chad. The void bolts were like polar opposite magnets to its flesh. They seemed to blow it apart several inches deep. But they were adding up, and every 4th bolt seemed to really make a difference. The inner green outline turned to yellow as Zaro''s void sense was indicating the beast took a lot of damage in the onslaught. Chad didn''t wait for an order and sent his best shadow attack. It was 3 orbs of crackling shadow lightning. Zaro had never seen anything like it. The form was dark and almost a liquid but also like three balls of thunder cloud the way they throbbed with power. They shot forward with speed and attached to the body of their target. They began to destabilize and exploded. Zaro took that as his cue and downed the potions. His mana and health fully replenished. The mana potion was stronger than anticipated and it overcharged his mana by 60. He had 200 mana to blow this time. He looked at Chad and when they locked eyes, Chad winked at him while adjusting his hat. Ezra go! Zaro yelled as she sent 3 shadow enchanted void arrows at the beast, it was looking like swiss cheese from all the damage it took. Chad must be a level 30 or 35 with his power, that attack took it from yellow to dark red all by itself. The arrows impacted deep and lodged into the beast it howled even more. The arrows seemed to pulse outward upon impact, as if the energy was constantly radiating damage. Zaro was ready. He charged up his void bolt. A 10 times void bolt was almost the size of his 27 inch gaming monitor back home. It was silvery purple and black energy ready to leap from his hands. Zaro aimed carefully, using 2 hands to hold the power steady. His stance was wide and steady. Zaro remembered the time Goku mixed his instant transmission with his attack. So he void stepped to the beasts flank while pressing his hands on the beast for a point blank shotgun void blast. Time seemed to slow. Zaro glanced around him and saw the faces of his new friends slowly, Ramrod had the widest eyes and smile, he was so excited to see carnage. Ezra was surprised and instinctively bracing for impact. Chad was intrigued, one hand holding his hat, the other in the middle of a shadow spell, his eyes focused on the void. Just then, Zaro looked at his hands and felt the beasts body briefly as time seemed to snap back and the void bolt tore through its intended target. It was so bright and the explosion so strong it threw Zaro back and blinded them all for a moment. When they were recovering Zaro saw the notification. The Abomination''s form had collapsed, its shadowy flesh dissolving into nothingness, its essence returning to the void from which it had come. It let out a final, phantom roar, then vanished, leaving behind a small shadowy crystal, a lingering silence and a faint smell of ozone, the remnants of its disrupted energy. Everyone okay? Zaro asked. As he went to pick up the void crystal. When his fingers where near it he felt the pull as the crystal was drawn to his hand. Almost like it flew into his hand as he was going to pick it up. It stuck to his hand and when he tried to grab it with his other hand the crystal stuck to it as well. The crystal started getting absorbed through his hands into his veins, it was cold and it burned and then it was over. System Update. You have absorbed corrupted void energy, you have received a system upgrade. Brevity. Provides a 25% slowdown of the world as you access the system. This allows for precise planning and acts as brevity for the user. As he stood there using the system, He could see the world did seem slower. This is AMAZING! Level Up! Level 4 achieved. 10 stat points awarded. 5 skill points awarded. 9 stat points banked. 19 stat points available. 1 skill points banked, 6 skill points available. Zaro added 2 to each stat. Level 4. Class Voidwalker. HP 160 MP 160 Attributes Strength 16 Agility 12 Intelligence 16 Vitality 16 Stamina 14 9 stat points banked. Zaro took a look at available skills and saw one that caught his eye. Void Control. Allows a void user to craft with void materials as well as control the void more accurately. Three skill points. He purchased the skill. 3 skill points available. As he exited the system he saw everyone panting but they were excited. That was great Zaro! Said Ezra, i''ve never seen anything like that. Chad chimed in, you''ll have to tell me more about that attack, I''m familiar with shadow attacks, but that other energy isn''t something I''m able to use. Yet. Ramrod just punched him in the arm and smiled. Zaro thanked them for the potions and said, You guys really saved me back there. However, he noticed that every time he leveled up he was completely renewed. He thought. It''s like the void is giving me everything I need, at just the right time. The silence in the cave was deafening after the brain melting whispers, a stark contrast that amplified the sense of relief and disbelief. They had won, but they need to stay ready, because this cave isn''t done giving up it''s treasures. The encounter had left them shaken, a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows of this world. Apparently corruption is dangerous and powerful in this world. But Zaro was intent on learning more, anything to level up. They set up camp and rested a bit. The team had some drinks and ate some fried meat while talking about the battle. They noticed the 2 almost hidden chests while sweeping the room for danger. The 2 chests were made out of cave material. They almost looked like part of the cave. Everyone jumped up, it''s looting time! So. Much. Gold. 200 gold coins each. Potions, arrows, a dagger which Zaro kept and a helmet that Ramrod had to have. It was black with 2 horns coming out of it. There was a silver outline around the face features and black shadowy looking exterior. A fine helmet. We looted up and stocked up, then rested up. Zaro thought, I don''t know enough about the world or the system, but I''m starting to think it wants me alive. Echoes of Corruption The cave chill settled into Zaro''s bones during their rest, but the warmth of his newfound power kept him warm. He flexed his fingers, adjusting to the energy that came with level 4. Void Control felt like an extra sense, a new way to shape the darkness around him. Zaro stood and brushed cave dust from his clothes. Everyone ready to continue? he asked. Ramrod grunted while checking his axe edge. Ezra nocked an arrow, her eyes scanning the shadows ahead. Chad adjusted his hat before giving a theatrical sigh, mumbling about the dreadful place while his staff glowed with faint light. As they moved deeper into the tunnel, Zaro''s void sense tingled. Something felt different about the energy here, corrupted and twisted. The whispers that haunted these caves seemed muted now, replaced by something worse, a rhythmic shuffling like multiple sets of feet dragging across stone. Zaro raised his hand to halt the group. Through his void sense, he could make out multiple figures ahead, their forms warped by corruption. Eight shapes emerged from the darkness. The first corrupted miner made Ramrod drop his axe to the cave floor with a clang. The massive Orc stumbled back a step, his voice breaking with recognition. That be Old Pete, he whispered. The man shared drinks with us at the Pickaxe just last week. Ezra lowered her bow slightly, her keen eyes picking out familiar faces in the corrupted forms. The one on the left looks like Marcus, the man who always brought fresh bread to the guild hall. Even Chad fell silent, his usual sarcastic demeanor cracking as he recognized Sarah, the miner''s wife who helped teach young mages at the academy. The thing that had been Pete lurched toward them, its skin a sickly gray, eyes pulsing with purple corruption. Zaro''s void sense screamed warnings as more shapes emerged from the shadows. Not just monsters this time. People they knew. People they had failed to protect. The corrupted miners attacked as one, forcing the team to push aside their horror and fight. Ramrod snatched up his axe with a roar of grief and rage. Each strike seemed to pain him as much as his targets. Zaro launched a void bolt at the nearest one, the energy tearing through its corrupted flesh. The creature staggered but refused to fall. Watch out! Zaro called to his companions. They''re tougher than they look. Don''t let them surround you! Ramrod roared and charged forward, his axe cleaving through one miner while barely slowing another. Ezra''s arrows found their marks with deadly precision, but the corrupted miners shrugged off wounds that would have dropped a normal person.Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Chad''s fireballs illuminated the cave in brilliant flashes, revealing glimpses of the horror their former colleagues had become. The corruption resists normal damage, he shouted. We need something stronger! Emboldened by his success, Zaro targeted another miner, recognizing the guild mark on his tattered uniform. He sent a double-powered Void Bolt at the miner''s chest, blowing it into shadow soup. The attack drained 40 mana, but Zaro pressed on. He charged his Shadow Strike and Void Stepped behind the third target, throwing a hook so crisp that Mister Tyson would have golf clapped. Another 40 MP spent, but the man''s body eviscerated into nothingness. Zaro snatched up the teardrop-sized corrupted energy left behind. Each corrupted miner dropped a small crystal of void energy, like tears of shadow solidified. Zaro collected them quickly, knowing their power held future value. The battle became a deadly dance of void steps and precision strikes. Between Ramrod''s raw power, Ezra''s deadly accuracy, Chad''s arcane bombardment, and Zaro''s void-enhanced attacks, they methodically took down the remaining miners. Each victory felt hollow, though. These had been people once, colleagues who shared drinks and stories at the tavern. When the last corrupted miner fell, silence returned to the cave. Zaro stood among the rapidly dissolving remains, breathing hard but steady. Eight hundred experience points gained, he thought to himself. The system counted these as worthy opponents. Ramrod spoke quietly, They were worthy men once. At least now they can rest in peace. Zaro nodded while pocketing the last void crystals. The corruption grew stronger the deeper they ventured. Whatever caused this transformation lay ahead, waiting in the darkness. He could feel it through his void sense, a malevolent presence that pulsed with twisted power. The team pressed forward, their footsteps echoing through tunnels that seemed to whisper with memories of the men they just laid to rest. The weight of familiar faces twisted by corruption drove them deeper. This had become more than a mission. This was personal. Whatever caused this transformation would answer for turning their friends into monsters. We found one source of the corruption, Zaro said grimly. But it seems that may have just been the beginning. He put his hand in his pocket and felt one of the teardrops. Let''s see what Void Control can do. Laying a teardrop on his palm, Zaro focused. He pictured a perfect dagger in his mind and charged his hand with void energy. He felt it forming, and when he opened his eyes, a crude but sharp dagger lay in his hand. It was small, like a boot knife. Zaro practiced with the other two pieces of corrupted energy and ended up with three Void Daggers. They were ugly but hopefully useful. He put them away and the group continued their exploration, venturing deeper into the heart of the caves. The air grew colder, the silence more oppressive. But with each step, Zaro felt a growing sense of purpose. He was not just an adventurer seeking treasure and glory. He was a Voidwalker, a guardian against the encroaching darkness. As they delved further, Zaro''s void sense showed him that there was Aetherium behind one of the walls. He could sense it shimmering with a faint, ethereal glow. In the center of the chamber, a cluster of crystals pulsed with an intense purple light, radiating powerful energy. Hold on, guys, Zaro said. He used his Shadow Strike and obliterated the wall to reveal the hidden chamber. Aetherium, he breathed, recognizing the signature. A rich deposit. Ramrod''s eyes widened. Aetherium? Here? They carefully extracted the Aetherium, dividing it equally among themselves. As Zaro held his portion, the system reacted, and a familiar notification appeared. System Alert Absorb Aetherium or add to storage? I''ll save this for later, Zaro thought, and the system absorbed the Aetherium, adding it to his bag with all the other loot. Exhausted but exhilarated, they decided to set up camp within the Aetherium chamber. The crystals radiated a gentle warmth, and the air thrummed with a subtle energy that seemed to invigorate them. As they gathered around a small fire, sharing stories and laughter, a sense of family and trust settled over them. They had faced death together, battled against the forces of darkness, and emerged stronger. They were more than just a group of adventurers. They were a team, bound by a shared experience and a common purpose. But as Zaro drifted off to sleep, a sense of unease lingered. The Whispering Caves were not done with them yet. He could feel it in the chill of the air, in the oppressive silence, in the lingering whispers that echoed in the depths of his mind. Death Comes in Threes Ramrod! Ezra''s cry pierced the oppressive silence of the tunnel, her arrow already loosed and flying towards the monstrous hound that had sent the orc crashing against the cavern wall. They went from half sleeping to ready for war in point five seconds. Good thing Ezra held watch. Zaro scrambled to his feet, heart racing, fumbling for one of the crude daggers he had recently created. The creature was unlike anything he had ever encountered. A grotesque mockery of a wolf, its fur matted and patchy, its flesh a sickly green, its limbs elongated and twisted. Its eyes, glowing with malevolent red light, fixed on Ramrod who struggled to rise, he just wanted another hour of sleep. Zaro thought Analyze, he was desperately hoping for some insight, some advantage. Analyze corrupted Hound. Level 15. A creature warped and mutated by the corrupted energy of the Whispering Caves. Weakness. Concentrated bursts of energy. Chad, lightning! Zaro shouted, Hit it with everything you''ve got! Chad, momentarily paralyzed by just waking up and fear, snapped into action. His hands glowed with arcane energy as he chanted, a bolt of lightning crackling towards the corrupted hound. The beast yelped as the electricity surged through its body, its movements becoming momentarily erratic. This was my chance! Thought Zaro as he lunged forward, dagger raised, and plunged it into the creature''s flank. The blade met surprisingly little resistance, sinking deep into the corrupted flesh. The hound roared in pain, its attention shifting from Ramrod to Zaro. He charged his shadow strike, lowered his center of gravity, then shifted his hips and threw a disgusting uppercut into the beast''s ribs, feeling them crack, causing the beast to let out a howl while it stumbled. He hopped back to create some distance and let Chad work. Ezra, seeing the opportunity, loosed another arrow, this one finding its mark in the creature''s neck. The hound staggered again, its glowing eyes dimming. Ramrod, finally regaining his footing, roared in fury and charged forward, retrieving his axe and bringing it down on the creature''s head with a sickening crunch. The corrupted hound let out a final, gurgling whimper and collapsed, its form dissolving into wisps of shadow that dissipated into the darkness. 150 Experience Points obtained. 950 of 1500 for level up. They stood there, feeling exhilaration, their hearts pounding, the silence of the cavern amplifying their ragged breaths. What in the abyss was that thing? Ramrod gasped, leaning heavily on his axe. A corrupted hound, Zaro replied, still catching his breath. A creature of the void, twisted by the corrupted energy of these caves. There could be more, Ezra warned, her eyes scanning the tunnel ahead. We need to be careful. Chad, still pale but regaining his composure, nodded in agreement. This place¡­ it''s more dangerous than we anticipated. We pressed onward, our senses heightened, our weapons at the ready. Zaro felt lucky to be here with a team of capable warriors, because a level 15 corrupted hound could have been a huge problem alone. The tunnel continued its descent, the air growing colder and damper with each step. The faint glow of the crystals behind us was long gone, leaving us enveloped in an oppressive darkness that seemed to cling to us like cobwebs. As they ventured deeper, they encountered more corrupted creatures. Zaro used Analyze on everything he saw, in an attempt to level up the skill. Grotesque bats with razor sharp claws, they were easily dispatched with a few well timed Void Bolts. Monstrous spiders that spun webs of shadow, Chad used a paralyze spell, Ezra used a weighted tripping arrow and Zaro peppered them with enough void bolts and shadow strikes in a row, nearly exhausting his stamina and MP, but punching enough holes in them to kill them. Let''s not forget the hulking, deformed humanoids that lumbered towards the group with murderous intent. Ramrod went to work on them, but everyone helped their share. Zaro made sure to use his Void weapons more so he could get more familiar with the daggers in action. Each battle was a slight struggle, and a small test of our skills and endurance. But with each victory, our confidence grew, and our resolve solidified. Having a group made all the difference. Analyze leveled up to level 2 and Zaro had earned a few achievements in the system. Cave dweller, you''ve spent 48 consecutive hours in a cave. Reward, 2 stat points and 5 percent experience boost while in a cave. Arachnid action, you killed 10 creatures in the arachnid family. Reward 1 stat point and 2% resistance to poison. Novice Pugilist, you have thrown over 100 punches at enemies. Reward 2% more damage when in close quarters combat and 1 stat point. He was also able to gain another level and 250 experience. Level 5 now and eight hundred and fifty points left to level 6. Level Up! Level 5 achieved. 10 stat points awarded. Plus 13 stat points banked. 23 available stat points. 5 skill points awarded. 3 Skill points banked. 8 available. I need more health and Mana to be more effective. Zaro thought. Level 5. Class Voidwalker. HP 260. MP 260. Attributes. Strength 16. Agility 14. Intelligence 26. Vitality 26. Stamina 16. 3 stat points banked. 8 skill points available. Zaro decided to focus on efficiency and level up his health and mana, not to forget a little stamina so he can fight longer. He looked into the system and saw void drain available for 5 skill points, must be strong, he thought. So he purchased the skill. 3 skill points available. Void Drain allows the user to drain mana from an enemy at the cost of 5% stamina per second for 10 mana points per second. This is going to be useful. Zaro had some free time during a rest the gang all took after a day of battling evil. Zaro had collected some void shards and void energy gems from all the vanquished corrupted enemies. He decided to play with void control and use the shards to craft and level experience into the skill. He experimented with his new abilities, discovering the nuances of Void Control. He learned to shape the void energy and create shadow weapons for temporary use and also use the shards to create actual weapons. Zaro could temper the shards and stretch the material into crude but effective weapons. One piece, a jagged sword that shimmered with dark light. Was the size of a small katana. He also tried a small spiked shield that absorbed impacts with an eerie silence. Even a set of shadowy gauntlet claws that extended from his fingertips, allowing him to tear through the corrupted flesh of my enemies like some sort of void werewolf. After 2 hours of crafting, a system notification pinged. Void control level 2. Zaro could feel that he had more nuanced control over his crafting. The blades could be smoothed out a little bit more and the edge was sharper. Analyze showed the crafted daggers to be of rare level and to have a passive ability unlocked. Inflict bleeding.Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit. Zaro was so tired, but excited to see such growth from his level grinding. He planned to circle the wagons and reforge them again when he had time. He also played with other shapes like throwing stars, a staff and a spear. He had collected enough shards to have all the crafting materials for any weapon he could think of. He dismantled the gauntlets and shield, just so he didn''t have to carry them around. As the day waned, the gang realized they had ventured deep into the heart of the caves. The air was heavy with the stench of decay, and the silence was oppressive, broken only by the occasional scuttling sound or the drip of water echoing through the tunnels. We were exhausted, our bodies aching, our minds weary from the constant vigilance and the relentless battles. We need to rest, Ezra said, her voice strained. Agreed, Zaro replied. We can''t continue like this. They found a small chamber off the main tunnel, relatively clear of corrupted creatures and set up camp, building a small fire to ward off the chill and the encroaching darkness. As they huddled around the flickering flames, sharing their meager rations and recounting the day''s events, a sense of family and loyalty, settled over us. We had faced death together, battled against the forces of darkness, and emerged victorious, albeit battered and bruised. They were more than just a group of adventurers, we were a team, bound by a shared experience and a common purpose. Ramrod, his boisterous energy tempered by exhaustion, recounted his close call with the corrupted hound, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and pride. Ezra, ever watchful, kept a vigilant eye on the tunnel entrance, her bow resting across her lap, ready for any unexpected threat. Chad, his usual arrogance replaced by a quiet contemplation, stared into the flames, his mind undoubtedly grappling with the implications of the corrupted creatures and the encroaching darkness. Zaro too, was lost in thought. His mind replaying the events of the day, analyzing his newfound abilities, and pondering the mysteries of the Whispering Caves. The corrupted miners, the Aetherium deposit, the strange creatures they had encountered. it all pointed to a deeper corruption, a malevolent force that was slowly consuming this place. Zaro was preparing for sleep and had a thought, if I can use Eye Of The Storm to get through the night, I can start preparing to level the skill. So he let Ezra know his plan, because she and Ramrod had first and second watch. That way everyone knows the lights might be on, but nobody is home. His last thoughts before entering a meditative state. The corruption was spreading, and we were caught in its path. But I was no longer just Zaro, the adventurer with a strange gift and a knack for trouble. I was Zaro the Voidwalker, a guardian against the darkness, a beacon of hope in a world teetering on the brink of chaos. Yeah it was dramatic, but fun for him. Then he entered tranquility. The fire had dwindled to embers, casting long, dancing shadows across the cavern walls. A deep silence had settled over the makeshift camp, broken only by the soft crackle of the dying flames and the occasional rustle of bedrolls. Zaro was still grinding to level up his Eye Of The Storm skill by using it frivolously. Suddenly, a tremor shook the cavern, sending a shower of dust and pebbles raining down from the ceiling. The ground beneath us vibrated with a low, guttural rumble, like the growl of some monstrous beast awakening from a long slumber. Ramrod slapped Zaro on the back and pulled him to his feet. Zaro opened his eyes and quickly oriented himself with battle mode. He saw Ezra and Chad were also awake, their eyes wide with alarm, their weapons clutched tightly in their hands. What was that? He stammered, his voice trembling. Let''s get ready to kill it, Ramrod gleefully yelled. The tremors intensified, the ground shaking with increasing threats of potential violence. The air crackled with a strange energy, and the shadows in the cavern seemed to writhe and twist, as if alive. Then, from the depths of the tunnel, a chorus of growls and snarls echoed through the cavern, sending chills down our spines. The corrupted creatures were upon us. Zaro''s void sense highlighted the energy and he could see a large energy signature. Let''s go find out, follow me. Ramrod started running toward the danger like a fireman running toward a burning building. So the team followed. They made a left down a corridor and the room opened up to three towering figures emerged from the darkness, their forms warped and mutated, their eyes glowing with malevolent intent. They were unlike any of the creatures they had encountered before, larger, more powerful, their flesh pulsating with a sickly green and gray light. One resembled a grotesque wolf, its limbs elongated and twisted, its jaws filled with razor sharp fangs. Another was a hulking humanoid, its skin stretched taut over bulging muscles, its hands ending in vicious claws. The third was a horrifying amalgamation of different creatures, its body a patchwork of mismatched limbs and organs, its eyes a multitude of glowing orbs. By the ancestors. Ramrod breathed, his voice filled with awe and excitement. Get ready! Zaro yelled, scrambling to his position, his hands instinctively clutching for the void infused dagger at his belt. He had named the 3 daggers void fang, and he still had the one he found in the chest earlier on him. He was getting used to having a lot of weapons on him, and using them. The wolf like creature lunged, its claws outstretched, its jaws gaping wide to reveal rows of razor-sharp teeth. Ramrod met its charge head on, his axe flashing in the firelight. The two collided with a deafening roar, their weapons clashing, sparks flying. Ezra loosed an arrow, the shaft whistling through the air and finding its mark in the creature''s shoulder. The beast roared in pain, its attention momentarily diverted. Chad, chanting frantically, unleashed a bolt of lightning, striking the creature and sending it reeling back. Zaro seized the opportunity, activating Void Step and teleporting to the creature''s blind side. Before it could recover, he plunged a dagger into its back, then shadow striked the pommel and shot the dagger through the beast like a nail gun, the dagger stuck into the cave ground like a stake. Zaro used void control and the dagger spiked back into the palm of his hand like a yoyo. The attack stunned his target for a brief moment. Not only that but it looked super cool when he did it. Ezra loosed an arrow that struck perfectly in the ribs. Ramrod, seizing the advantage, brought his axe down in a powerful arc, cleaving through the creature''s weakened flesh. The beast let out a final, agonizing roar and collapsed, its form dissolving into wisps of shadow. 300 XP, 550 left to level up. But there was no time to celebrate. The other two creatures were upon them, their attacks relentless and ferocious. The humanoid creature slammed into Ramrod, sending him crashing against the cavern wall. Ezra, dodging its claws, fired arrows at the third beast, to keep its attention off her squad. But most of the arrows glanced off the creature''s thick hide. Chad unleashed a torrent of fireballs, engulfing the amalgamation creature in flames. It was distracted creating an opening. Zaro threw all three of his void infused daggers at the humanoid beast and immediately equipped his void sword while charging his hands with shadow strike energy then adding void step to that combo which took him to the scene of the crime. Minus 20 MP. Emerging from the shadows aside the creature, the void infused sword empowered by shadow strike was ready. He swung as hard as his strength would allow at the beast''s legs trying to disable it. When the sword made contact Zaro projected and released shadow strike to push the sword and it sliced the legs almost clean through. Minus 20 MP With a final, desperate lunge, the creature slammed into Chad, sending him flying. But it was too late. Ezra sent an arrow for good measure. Weakened by Zaro''s attacks and engulfed in flames, the humanoid creature collapsed, its form dissolving into nothingness. 300 experience gained. 250 to level 6. Only one creature remained, the grotesque amalgamation of mismatched limbs and organs. It was the most powerful of the three, its attacks unpredictable and devastating. It lashed out with its claws, its multiple eyes darting around, searching for its prey. Good thing it was still on fire from Chad''s attacks. Ramrod, battered and bruised, charged forward, his axe raised in defiance. But the creature was too quick, its movements erratic and unpredictable. It dodged Ramrod''s attack and slammed into him, sending him sprawling to the ground. Ezra, her arrows depleted, drew her sword, a slender blade of gleaming silver. She danced around the creature, her movements fluid and graceful, her sword flashing like lightning. But the creature''s multiple limbs and eyes made it a difficult target, its attacks coming from all directions. Zaro knew he had to act quickly. He channeled Void Control, shaping the sword with void energy into a long, jagged spear. He activated Void Step, teleporting to the creature''s right ear. Minus 20 MP. With a guttural ugly cry, he launched the spear, the weapon piercing the creature''s flesh, its multiple eyes widening in surprise. Zaro could see the black gleam of its pupils almost in slow motion as a fireball hit its head and made the head turn toward him. Zaro used a double charged void bolt to destabilize the monstrosity, and it was super effective. The creature roared in pain, its movements becoming sluggish. Ramrod, seizing the opportunity, rose to his feet and charged forward, his axe finding its mark, cleaving through the creature''s weakened flesh. The creature let out an agonizing roar and lashed out hitting Zaro and sending him into a backward roll . Minus 50 health, that quick. The Voidwalker took a deep breath and channeled his Shadow strike at three times charge, minus 60 MP, then I activated his instant transmission style void step. The world blurring around him as he teleported to it''s blind spot and focused his shadow strike charged fist because these hands are rated E for everybody and he let the right hook fly. Zaro''s new agility is making his movements incredibly fluid and his strength is enhancing all of his attacks greatly. The blast almost paused a moment before it blew 80% of the creatures back out. Zaro grabbed its head and used a point blank void bolt as it became ashes in his hands. Level up! 300 experience gained. 50 of 1500 for level 7. System Alert, Level Up! Zaro has reached Level 6. A wave of energy washed over Zaro as he leveled up. It always seems to recharge him and heal all wounds. Level Up! Level 6 achieved. 10 stat points awarded. 3 stat point banked. 5 skill points awarded. 8 total available. Level 6. Class Voidwalker. HP 280. MP 280. Attributes. Strength 18. Agility 16. Intelligence 28. Vitality 28. Stamina 18. Zaro thought a bit and decided on balance. Plus two points on erry thang. 3 stat points banked. Zaro thought confirm and activated Eye Of The Storm to mitigate the uncomfortable nature of a full level up on his stats, it wasn''t anything he couldn''t handle, but the feeling of spiders crawling inside your entire body wasn''t all it was cracked up to be. Void Sense leveled up Void Sense Level 2. I''m going to make sure to use this skill and get leveled up as much as possible. He checked the good ol system and saw something that looked like a winner. Shadow Camo. 3 points. Spent. 5 stat points available. Shadow Camouflage allows Zaro to blend into the shadows. Works anytime, but more effective in the dark. Obviously. Costs 60 mana per minute. Zaro searched the system for any other skills that looked promising. He found one called Will of the Void that allowed telekinetic control over his void weapons. That''s worth 5 points. Will of the Void, level 1 unlocked. Allows Zaro to telekinetically control his void infused weapons, recalling them to his hand or manipulating their trajectory. Range. 10 meters. MP Cost. 10 per use Zero Skill points available. Void Step leveled up Void Step, Level 2, MP Cost, 20 per activation, 3 second cooldown, affected by stamina. His cool down lowered, that''s perfect. They others stood there, panting, their bodies aching, minds reeling from the intensity of the battle. The silence of the cavern was deafening, broken only by the sound of ragged breathing and a hat being adjusted. The gang had survived. They had faced the echoes of the Abomination and emerged victorious. But the victory had come at a cost. Ramrod was badly wounded, his arm hanging limp at his side. Ezra was pale and trembling, her strength depleted. Chad, his robes singed and his face covered in soot, looked like he was about to faint. Zaro was rejuvenated due to the level up. It''s time to get back to the city and get some training in. Zaro was going to make time to check out the city and grind out some skill levels. The corruption was still out there, lurking in the shadows. Good thing Zaro is lurking in the shadows too Training in Everlight Emerging from the Whispering Caves felt like rebirth. After days navigating echoing darkness and battling corrupted creatures, the sunlight of Everlight nearly blinded Zaro and his companions. The city''s vibrant colors and bustling energy, once a welcome change from the caves oppressive atmosphere, now seemed overwhelming. Like stepping from a grimy low-budget horror flick into a hyper realistic anime, complete with overly enthusiastic merchants and improbably large weapons. By the gods, that''s bright! Ramrod roared, shielding his eyes with a hand the size of a dinner plate. Someone turn down the sun, it''s trying to melt my eyeballs! He stumbled, momentarily blinded, nearly colliding with a passing street vendor selling what appeared to be deep-fried spider legs. Ezra, ever graceful, simply closed her eyes and tilted her face towards the sky, a serene smile gracing her lips. It''s good to be back, she murmured, her voice a soothing balm against the Orcs booming complaints. The city energy revitalized her spirit. Chad scanned the crowd for the nearest tavern, his gaze fixing on a sign depicting a frothy mug and what might have been a griffin-turned-roasted-chicken. He muttered about finding decent ale and food that would not try biting back. Zaro felt a strange mix of exhaustion and exhilaration. The Whispering Caves had tested him, pushed him to his limits, revealing a hidden strength he was only beginning to understand. The scaled shadows on his skin, almost unnoticeable but present, filled him with awe at his newfound power. The void armor felt warm against his skin, a comforting weight reminding him of his journey and the challenges overcome. A journey transforming him from clueless newbie into... well, a slightly less clueless newbie with a growing arsenal of void-powered abilities. The group made their way to the Drunken Gryphon, where the familiar tavern welcomed them with open arms and the lingering aroma of roasted boar. After a hearty meal that could have fed a small village and several rounds of celebratory ale, they decided to part ways. Chad opted for something suspiciously purple and bubbling, claiming it was a rejuvenation potion. More likely it would give him a temporary third eye and an uncontrollable urge to sing opera. Ramrod, his battle-lust temporarily satiated, headed to the Arena. The Orc seemed eager to test his skills against other warriors and perhaps win enough coin to replace his dented armor. His current axe bore a suspicious resemblance to a rusty butter knife. No doubt he would spend the evening bragging about their exploits in the Whispering Caves, each retelling growing more elaborate until he was single-handedly battling hordes of void creatures while juggling flaming swords and rescuing damsels in distress. Ezra vanished into the bustling marketplace, her keen eyes searching for rare herbs and crafting materials. The elf would likely spend hours haggling with merchants, her grace and sharp wit giving her an edge in any negotiation. She probably maintained a secret stash of enchanted trinkets and bartering techniques that could make even the most stubborn merchant weep with joy. Chad found a cozy corner in the tavern and proceeded to drown either his sorrows or celebrate their victory in an endless supply of ale. Hard to tell with Chad. Perhaps he sought a state of blissful oblivion where memories of corrupted hounds and near-death experiences could not reach him. Or maybe he just wanted to avoid paying his bar tab. With Chad, either seemed equally likely. Zaro had other plans. With his coin purse full from his share of the spoils, he rented a small room at the inn. A quiet sanctuary away from the city''s bustle where he could settle in for a marathon training session. The time had come to delve deeper into the mysteries of his hidden class and explore the full potential of his Voidwalker abilities. The battles in the Whispering Caves had ignited something within him, a thirst for knowledge and mastery that would not be quenched until he unlocked every secret the void offered. Besides, after witnessing Chad''s impressive if slightly terrifying display of magical prowess, Zaro felt a surge of competitiveness. If that pointy-hatted mage could hurl fireballs and summon lightning bolts, surely a Voidwalker could at least master the art of creating a decent void-powered toaster oven. Zaro examined his updated stats first, eager to see the tangible results of their harrowing adventure. The system interface materialized before him, numbers and skills laid out like a character sheet come to life. Level 6. Class Voidwalker. HP 280. Mana 280. Attributes. Strength 18. Agility 16. Intelligence 28. Vitality 28. Stamina 18. 3 stat points banked. Not bad for a former miner who had been on track for black lung disease. The numbers represented more than statistics - they marked his evolution from hapless newbie to semi-dangerous Voidwalker. Though with strength barely above that of a particularly buff squirrel, he still had far to go.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. Gazing out his window, Zaro focused on the people walking below. His attention caught on a man with a slight limp. Analyze activated automatically, feeding him information about the strangers name, weight, class, and weaknesses. The skill even revealed that the man''s right shoe sole had worn unevenly due to a bum knee, caused by muscle weakness in his left hip from arthritis. The information flowed into his mind differently now. Not just raw data, but intuitive understanding. When he activated Void Sense. A sonar like shimmer moved outward in waves, illuminating people, animals, insects, crystals, and various energy signatures. Everything of interest gained a brief highlight, showing far more detail than before. His enhanced skills seemed to have overwritten his old instincts with something far more precise. Turning to Void Control, Zaro gathered his previously crafted weapons - the sword, daggers, gauntlets, and shield. Laying them out across his bed. He focused his will, visualizing improved forms and sharper edges. The throwing knives he recreated shimmered with void energy, their edges humming with barely contained power. His analyze skill classified them as basic tier, but noted their passive ability Void Forged granted them enhanced edge and armor penetration. The shield underwent similar improvements, emerging not just more aesthetically pleasing but also more functional. Its lightweight yet durable form absorbed impacts with eerie silence, the void energy swallowing the force of each blow. As he practiced, Zaro began understanding the nuances of Void Control more deeply. The skill transcended simple energy shaping - it allowed him to imbue objects with specific properties, enhancing their fundamental characteristics or even adding elemental effects. His mind raced with possibilities. A flame igniting sword, a magic-deflecting shield. Only his imagination and current Aetherium supply set the limits. Moving on to Void Drain, he started with inanimate objects, drawing residual void energy from their cave gathered corrupted creature remains. The process felt like siphoning smoke from a dying fire, energy swirling into him while leaving emptiness behind. Graduating to live targets, he carefully selected non-threatening creatures - rats and squirrels mostly. He made sure to return them to their habitat only slightly dazed, having no desire to face the wrath of a vengeful squirrel army. Void Drain revealed itself as more than just an MP restoration technique. It offered insights into void energy itself, its flow patterns, intensity variations, and the way it pulsed with its own strange life. Like learning a new language made of shadows and whispers, speaking of hidden dimensions and ancient beings. The sensation reminded him of martial arts chee manipulation, but darker, more primal. Other skills required equal attention. Zaro practiced Void Step until he could teleport with pinpoint accuracy, appearing behind furniture and dodging imaginary attacks. He even attempted mid jump teleports just to test the limits. Shadow Camouflage improved until he could blend seamlessly with darkness, though he spent perhaps too much time sneaking up on his own reflection and shouting Boo at the mirror. Gazing out his window, Zaro focused on the people walking below. His attention caught on a man with a slight limp. Analyze activated automatically, feeding him information about the strangers name, weight, class, and weaknesses. The system spoon-fed data so rapidly that Zaro felt like quoting Sherlock Holmes. It''s elementary, my dear Watson indeed. The skill showed him more than simple statistics. Zaro could see how the man''s right shoe sole had worn unevenly due to a bum knee, itself caused by muscle weakness in his left hip from arthritis. The information came as both feeling and knowledge, a peculiar blend of intuition and data that defied simple explanation. When he activated Void Sense, a sonar-like shimmer moved outward like a wave, illuminating people and animals and even bugs, crystals and energies too. Everything living and anything that was a point of interest gained a brief highlight. The detail level surpassed anything his previous attempts had shown, suggesting these skills did more than enhance his senses - they completely rewrote his understanding of the world around him. The abilities worked in concert, analyze providing detailed breakdowns while Void Sense mapped the flow of energy through living things and the environment itself. Zaro found himself processing information that would have overwhelmed him just days ago. The void energy appeared woven into the fabric of this reality itself, a hidden pattern suddenly made visible to his enhanced perception. Studying the flow of people below, Zaro realized he could read not just physical conditions but emotional states, picking up subtle variations in the void energy that surrounded each person. The market square became a tapestry of interweaving energies, each person trailing patterns unique to their nature and needs. What had started as a simple observational skill had evolved into something far more comprehensive. In the forest outside the city, Zaro set up practice targets - pumpkins, as good a target as any. Purple energy crackled between his fingers as he launched void bolt after void bolt. Each blast tore chunks from the wooden posts, leaving smoking craters in their wake. Eight bolts. Nine. By the tenth, his vision blurred as the void energy inside him sputtered and died. Pain exploded behind his eyes, a migraine from the abyss itself. His knees buckled as magical exhaustion hit like a hammer to the skull. The ground rushed up to meet him as the system flashed warnings. System Alert. Mana depleted. Warning. Magical exhaustion detected. Recommendation. Maybe don''t do that again. Behind the inn stood a massive boulder, easily five hundred pounds of solid granite. Local kids had painted a crude mustache on its face, turning it into an impromptu art installation. Zaro planted his feet, grabbed the rough edges, and pulled. Muscles screamed as he strained against the weight. His enhanced strength sent power surging through his arms. The boulder shifted, then lifted an inch off the ground. Two inches. His arms shook like leaves in a storm. A passing merchant dropped his crate of apples, mouth hanging open as he watched someone seemingly normal compete with geology. Channeling half his mana into a void bolt, Zaro shattered the boulder into chunks. He selected what appeared to be a two-hundred-pound piece and lifted it overhead with relative ease before tossing it aside. Determined to understand his limits, he deliberately depleted his mana again and again, growing more comfortable with the resulting pain each time. Zaro decided to start a daily practice of starting the day by emptying his mana into his void shield. This evening he charged it fully. It would block 20 points of incoming damage per charge level. At 20 mana per charge. With 280 mana, he could charge it 14 times and get 480 damage reduction but also the brain freeze headache from his mana depletion. Zaro thought about how monks train and wanted to try firing void bolts into his forearms and shins for conditioning. After 20 minutes of this insane style of training, he got a system notification. Void Shield is now Level 2. Mana cost reduction. 15 mana per charge. This skill now mitigates 25 damage per charge. He would make sure to start every day at 50% to a full mana dump and practice walking around with full void shields active at all times as a form of training. As night fell over Everlight, Zaro sat cross legged on his inn room floor. Candlelight flickered across the walls, casting dancing shadows that seemed to reach toward him. He closed his eyes, letting consciousness sink into the void. He entered Eye of the Storm. Minutes stretched into hours. City sounds faded. His breath slowed. In the darkness behind his eyes, patterns formed. Purple energy swirled through his body like a river of stars until something clicked into place. System notification. Eye of the Storm has reached level 2. Meditation now recovers 2 of all stats per second, and can be done from any comfortable position. Trance still required. The ability to conceal his meditation by doing it standing marked another step forward. As days passed and Zaro continued exploring the city and honing his skills, he could not shake a persistent feeling. Something pulled him back toward the Whispering Caves. The corrupted miners, the Aetherium deposit, the lingering presence of void energy, all hinted at deeper mysteries waiting to be uncovered. One night, as he lay in his bed with thoughts of the caves racing through his mind, a vivid dream seized him. He saw a swirling vortex of shadows, a dark abyss pulsing with eerie light. Within that abyss, a figure shrouded in darkness beckoned him toward the depths. The dream felt m ore than mere imagination, it carried the weight of prophecy, of destiny calling through the void. The Gathering and the Duel Shadows twisted through Zaros dreams, void energy swirling like dark water. The Whispering Caves called to him, their depths holding secrets tied to his destiny - or at least a decent loot run. But rushing back into that abyss of whispers and corrupted creatures would be suicide without proper preparation. First, he needed his team. System Alert, Quest Chain Updated. Primary Objective, Return to Whispering Caves. Current Task, Gather Team Members. Status, In Progress. The Arena bustled with morning activity as Zaro tracked down his first target. He found Ramrod exactly where expected. Center ring, covered in sweat, bruises, and the lingering scent of victory. Possibly a hint of goblin blood, but some questions were better left unasked. A crowd of wide eyed spectators surrounded the massive Orc as he recounted their encounter with the Void Abomination. In Ramrod''s version, he single handedly fought the beast while Zaro cowered behind rocks reciting poetry and offering moral support. Zaro suppressed a grin. Let the Orc have his moment, a good wingman knows when to let their friends shine. System Alert, Combat Challenge Available. Defeat opponent Level, 35. Reward, Instant Level Up. Ramrod noticed his approach, a massive grin splitting his face. More corrupted creatures to slay? More treasure to loot? Someone finally invent that self cleaning loincloth? Zaro slapped his friend on the back with enough force to stagger a lesser being. How about a friendly spar first? Work out the kinks before our next cave dive. The Orcs'' eyes lit up. Challenge accepted. The crowd formed a ring as both fighters took position. Zaro activated Void Sense, the familiar energy rippling outward. Ramrod''s muscles tensed, void energy patterns revealing his intent, a vertical strike incoming. Ramrod struck first, weapon whistling through the air. Zaro sidestepped, right hand deflecting the attack while his left seized the Orcs exposed forearm. One smooth motion pulled Ramrod off balance as Zaro stepped in, right elbow finding the giant''s jaw. The massive warrior dropped like a felled tree. Then bounced up grinning, wiping blood from his split lip. Now we''re warmed up. Ramrod hurled his weapon, the massive axe blade spinning like an oversized boomerang. Void Sense pulsed a warning. Zaro activated Void Step, materializing at the Orc''s blind side. Left jab, right cross, textbook combination. But Ramrod slipped both punches with surprising grace for someone his size. The Orcs backfist came out of nowhere. Zaro crossed his arms in desperation, void armor crackling under the impact. Force sent him skidding backward. Before he could recover, Ramrod launched a feint, and this time, Void Sense failed him completely. The faint opened Zaro up perfectly for Ramrod''s foot sweep. As Zaro toppled, a massive fist crashed into his chest. The impact shattered his void armor and sent him flying five feet back. Minus 50 health Zaro rolled to his feet, mind racing. Time to change tactics. He activated Shadow Camouflage and Void Armor in quick succession, then launched into a Bruce Lee style dragon kick. The blow caught Ramrod in the back, staggering the giant. Zaro pressed the advantage, shooting for a single leg takedown. The leverage Zaro was able to use along with the single leg whipping while driving into Ramrod''s torso in a downward angle dropped him like a sack of dirt. As he sat, Zaro pressed his head and shoulders into the Orcs'' hips to hold him down while holding his legs across them pressed off the ground to enter a solid side control. The transition to side control felt smooth, too smooth. Ramrod wasn''t resisting properly. Trap. The Orc''s massive forearm pressed into Zaros face. Pure instinct made Zaro attempt an Americana lock. He grabbed the forearm and pressed it against the Orcs'' chest while passing his guard and hitting full mount then using both hands he pulled the arm so his opponent would instinctively pull the arm back the other direction and he used that momentum to press it to the ground. Right hand to the Orcs'' right wrist, right elbow in the neck to press the head off center and he started lifting the elbow to slip his left hand under to complete the lock.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Ramrod didn''t know exactly what was going on but he didn''t like it so he reached and grabbed his own right fist with his left hand and punched it forward, breaking the lock with pure muscle. Zaro used the force and right hand grip to pull the arm across as it pressed and he shoved the arm over his right shoulder as he pressed his head to hug the shoulder with his head almost on the ground he wrapped his right arm around the Orcs'' neck and joined his left and right hands into a gable grip as he squeezed for the arm triangle. Just then, pain exploded through Zaros ribs as Ramrod simply punched and powered through the hold, tossing him aside like a childs toy. Another thirty health points gone. The stone floor felt particularly unforgiving as he rolled back to his feet. This is the reason weight classes are a thing. Ramrod rolled and found his weapon as he got back to his feet. Then he smiled and tossed his weapon aside and came in close with a ferocious haymaker that could have taken a bear''s head off. Zaro decided to see what his shadow strike could do to his good friend. He charged it up and used every point he had in agility and strength to dodge the haymaker and return two punches, a quick left and a stiff right that stumbled the Orc back several feet. The Orc lifted his eyebrow and grabbed at his ribs, stronger than ye look huh. Desperation fueled one final rush. Zaro launched a combination of punches, hoping to overwhelm the Orcs defense. Instead, he ran straight into a Spartan worthy kick that knocked him flat. Looking down at him, Ramrod extended one massive hand. Enough? System message. Combat challenge failed. Zaro accepted the help up, laughing despite the pain. First time for everything. He dusted himself off and said give me a second to catch my breath. He closed his eyes, activating Eye of the Storm. The meditation technique worked its magic, health regenerating steadily. He was healing quickly at 2 points per second in all stats, the physical toll of the battle becoming a distant memory in lactic acid build up. Ramrod''s eyes widened at the visible healing. Impressive trick. Trade you some real combat training for that healing technique? Zaro grinned. Let me think about it. Gryphon in thirty minutes, don''t forget. Before ye go. Ramrod said. At the start, ye had yer wits about ye. And after I brought the pain, yer concentration faltered. In the standing fight, yer lacking. But that''s easy tah fix lad, just fight more. On the ground, the way ye dragged me down and tied me arms. Bravo lad. Once ye adrenaline kicked, the charge I saw from miles away and yesterday ate me boot. Control those emotions. Breathe in battle. Zaro thanked his training partner and headed back to the inn. Back at his room, Zaro surveyed the chaos of his unpacked gear. Adventuring essentials covered every surface, looking like a merchant''s stall had exploded. Among the scattered potions and wrapped rations, something pulsed with familiar energy. The pouch of Aetherium orbs he¡¯d liberated during his cave escape glowed with cool blue light, practically begging to be used. Not to mention the one he saved from the caves. Zaro chose one orb, feeling its weight in his palm. The crystal hummed with potential as he channeled his will into it. Under his focus, the orb dissolved into fine blue dust, scattering across his skin like luminescent sugar before sinking into his flesh. The familiar system interface flickered, reformed, then expanded. New icons bloomed across his vision like digital flowers opening to the sun. Among them, one particular addition caught his attention. System Message Aetherium integration successful System stability increased by 5% Current functionality, 20% New Feature Unlocked, Basic Communication, Void Speak Note, Finally ditching those unreliable carrier pigeons Void Speak? Zaro experimented with the new icon, mind already racing with possibilities. The feature allowed message transmission to anyone with a compatible communication device, like merchant crystals, but more selective. He hadn¡¯t considered communication as of now, but he figured carrier pigeons could work, now they don¡¯t have to. Status Update Communication Range, Limited Signal Strength, Variable Current Connections, None detected Note, Much better than avian messaging A grin spread across his face as he explored the features applications. Beyond the obvious tactical advantages, the pranking potential alone made this worthwhile. Chad would never see those anonymous fashion critiques coming. Time to collect the rest of the team. Zaro packed his gear and headed out. He found Ezra exactly where expected, the marketplace, locked in an epic haggling battle over what appeared to be dragon summoning herbs. Her merchant opponent looked ready to either cry or commit violence. Void Step activated automatically as Zaro appeared beside her. Unfinished business to attend to. The elf recovered quickly from her startled jump, eyes narrowing. What kind of unfinished business? The caves are calling, Zaro replied, keeping his voice low. That place holds more secrets than we realized. Something wants us back there. Ezra''s eyes widened. Calling you back? That doesn''t sound ominous at all. A shadowy figure has been visiting my dreams, Zaro explained. Less romantic than it sounds. More void entity, less secret admirer. Understanding flashed across her features. The connection between Voidwalker and First Follower allowed her to sense his certainty. If you believe we need to return, then I trust your judgment. Though perhaps we should find Chad before he achieves enlightenment through alcohol. They found Chad slumped in his usual corner, engaged in what appeared to be an intense philosophical debate with his half-empty tankard. Something about talking badgers and the metaphysical implications of magical teapots. His hat sat at an angle that defied several laws of physics. Status Update, Chad Current State, Philosophical Sobriety, Questionable Hat Position, Impossible Zaro shook the mage gently. Wake up you old sot. We have a dungeon to explore. Chad''s bleary eyes struggled to focus. Zero? He squinted. Have you come to join my quest for the ultimate hangover cure? Not quite. Zaro helped him sit upright. We''re heading back to the Whispering Caves. Time to sober up and face another thrilling adventure. The mage groaned, burying his face in his hands. Another dungeon? But I haven''t even finished my existential crisis, or my ale. Plenty of time for both in the caves, Zaro assured him. Plus, think of all the new creatures you''ll get to analyze. Some might even try to eat you. Chad adjusted his hat, which somehow made it sit even more impossibly. Well, when you put it that way. He downed the rest of his ale in one impressive gulp. Lead on, Oh Fearless Zero. The team gathered their gear and supplies, preparing for another descent into darkness. Zaros dream lingered in his thoughts, a shadowy preview of challenges to come. But this time felt different. His abilities had grown, his understanding of the void deepened. Whatever lurked in those depths would face a much more formidable opponent. The whispers called from the darkness, promising secrets and power. This time, Zaro intended to answer them on his own terms. He glanced at his companions, the hungover mage, the battle ready elf, and the still grinning orc. Together, they could handle whatever waited below. Probably. At least Chad had stopped talking to his tankard. Dimensional Rifts The familiar weight of his pack felt reassuring as Zaro and his companions set off toward the Whispering Caves. Ramrod brimmed with his usual Orcish enthusiasm, practically vibrating with excitement, his axe gleaming in the morning sun like a beacon of destruction. Ezra, ever cautious, kept glancing back at the city, apprehension hinting in her elven eyes. Chad grumbled predictably about the lack of decent coffee in the wilderness. A proper tea spiked with something strong is essential before venturing into this forsaken abyss, the mage complained, his nose wrinkling at the lukewarm milk and stale biscuits. How can a mage be expected to function without fortifying drinks? A grin spread across Zaro''s face. Maybe they would find exotic void-infused mushrooms in the caves. They might give enough energy to levitate a village and scribe one''s name across the stars with lightning bolts, even if they didn''t taste like coffee. Chad shuddered at the thought, revulsion etched on his features. He would rather face a horde of corrupted goblins than ingest anything growing in this wretched place. As they neared the cave entrance, dizziness washed over Zaro, the whispers intensifying around his mind like a vortex of forgotten memories and lost souls. He steadied himself, focusing on breath control and requesting a moment to prepare. Ezra pressed him about the plan, her voice low and serious as her eyes fixed on the cave entrance. Apprehension flickered across her features. Zaro recited their objectives. Stick to the shadows, watch for corrupted creatures, avoid awakening any slumbering gods of destruction. His grin felt strained despite his attempt at humor. Ramrod bobbed his head eagerly, adding they should loot everything not nailed down. His enthusiasm momentarily lightened the tense atmosphere. The group entered the cave, familiar dampness and chill enveloping them like a shroud. As they descended, the whispers grew louder, their voices carrying a chilling pressure of fear, anger, and despair. Zaro activated his enhanced Void Sense, bringing the cave alive with unseen energies. Each voice became a distinct thread in a tapestry of emotions, a symphony of suffering though with less rage than before. The very walls seemed to pulse with dark energy, the shadows deeper and more menacing than their previous visit. Hey guys, Zaro asked, when will we know if we reach a dungeon, or are they all like this? They''re all different, Ezra said. Sometimes as soon as one enters the threshold, it''s active. Sometimes it requires things, and sometimes it''s a pedestal. If you had registered with the guild you''d know that. And if you read the handbook. Don''t tell me you haven''t done that? Zaro realized he hadn''t considered the guild, having been a member in every game with the option, but somehow he was having too much fun to realize. I''ve been busy, I''ll get to it eventually, Zaro replied. As they entered, the familiar dampness and chill enveloped them like a shroud. The whispers grew louder as they descended, their voices a chilling pressure of fear, anger, and despair. It wasn''t as strong as before with the beast clearance this crew performed last visit. Zaro activated his Void Sense again and again, eager to level it up as it proved helpful. When used, the cave came alive with a spectrum of unseen energies. The whispers intensified, each voice a distinct thread in a tapestry of emotions, a symphony of suffering but with less rage than before. The very walls pulsed with dark energy, the shadows deeper and more menacing than before. He noticed the void pulling him down a corridor on the right he didn''t remember from the last visit. The team needed to explore and figure out that odd energy. Zaro noticed the ground vibrate, but it didn''t seem to register to the group yet. He was more in tune with the void than ever. Firing Void Sense again highlighted what seemed like a bear monster or man bear pig. He couldn''t tell from where they were.Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. Get ready, something up ahead wants blood, he warned. They kept inching ahead and found it. A deep, guttural roar echoed through the tunnels. It had found the adventurers too. A monstrous shape emerged from its cave indentation home, eyes glowing with malevolent red light. A corrupted bear, its fur matted and tangled, flesh a sickly green, claws the size of daggers. Incoming! Ramrod roared, charging forward with axe raised. The bear swiped at Ramrod, claws tearing through the air. The Orc ducked, narrowly avoiding the blow, and retaliated with a powerful axe swing, striking the creature''s flank. Ezra loosed an arrow, the shaft finding its mark in the bear''s shoulder. The creature roared in pain, attention shifting towards the elf. Zaro reacted fast with a calculated Void Step, the familiar blink of shadows flinging him to the beast''s one o''clock, where he slashed with his Voidfang at its face. The bear howled and stood on hind legs, nearly nine feet tall! Another Void Step teleported Zaro to the bear''s flank. Narrowly dodging its swipe, he noted its paw was basketball-sized with six-inch blades jutting out. Now safely behind it, he plunged his Voidfang into its back, channeling Void Drain, feeling the familiar pull as the creature''s energy flowed into him, weakening its defenses. Two seconds felt like eternity, but the corrupted void energy overcharged his mana. System alert. Corrupted void energy drained. Effect, overcharge mana pool active. Chad, chanting frantically, unleashed a bolt of lightning, the energy crackling through the air and striking the bear, sending it reeling. He must not have cared Zaro had his dagger inside, shocking his friend too. The attack knocked Zaro back, stunning him momentarily with minus ten health. The creature stumbled, fur singed and smoking. Get out the way Zero, Chad yelled as Ramrod swung his axe down on the creature''s head with a sickening crunch. It was still kicking, so Zaro threw a quick Void Bolt, putting it out of its misery. 300 experience added, 350 of 1500 to level up. The corrupted bear let out a final, gurgling roar and collapsed, its form dissolving into wisps of shadow that dissipated into darkness, leaving behind a lingering scent of ozone and decay. Zaro made sure to check for another void shard or gem. He wasn¡¯t sure if he would have this many opportunities to collect more in the future, and he wasn¡¯t sure how valuable they could be. However he knew just with the few things he crafted with them through void control that he needed more. Just as he thought, there was another shard there, so he added that to his collection. The group continued descending, encountering more corrupted creatures. But with their combined skills and Zaro''s enhanced Void Sense, they anticipated attacks and dispatched them with relative ease. As they ventured deeper, Zaro noticed a faint shimmer in the air, a subtle distortion catching his attention. He activated Analyze, and a message materialized before his eyes: Analyze. Residual Void Energy detected. Traces of a powerful entity originating from a dimensional rift. Further analysis requires a higher skill level. A dimensional rift? he muttered, curiosity piqued. Now that''s interesting. It seemed the Whispering Caves were more than a simple dungeon, a gateway to something far more sinister, a portal to a realm of darkness and chaos. They pressed onward, following the residual void energy trail. The whispers grew louder, voices filled with urgency, as if guiding them towards something important. Finally, they reached a large cavern, walls lined with pulsating crystals emitting an eerie, purple light. In the center, a swirling vortex of shadows pulsed with otherworldly energy. What is that? Ramrod whispered in awe. I don''t know, Zaro replied, heart pounding with fear and excitement. But I think we''re about to find out. As they approached the vortex, the whispers intensified, voices merging into a single, powerful chant resonating with the very essence of Zaro''s being. He felt a pull, a seductive invitation to step into the swirling darkness, to embrace the void and become one with its infinite power. But something held him back. A sense of caution, a warning from the depths of his soul. This was not a place for the faint of heart, not a power to be wielded lightly. Zaro glanced at his companions, their faces etched with fear and determination. They were in this together, bound by shared purpose, a common enemy. Ready? he asked, voice barely above a whisper. They nodded, grips tightening on weapons. Together, they stepped towards the vortex, ready to face whatever mysteries awaited on the other side. But as Zaro took that first step, his Void Sense flared, a warning siren blaring in his mind. The whispers, once chaotic, now pulsed with singular intent, a focused energy ancient and malevolent. It was like stepping into a spiderweb, silken void threads tightening around him, drawing him towards an unseen predator. The air crackled with anticipation, shadows deepening, purple crystal light casting an eerie glow on his companions'' faces. Ramrod''s boisterous grin replaced by grim determination, axe held tight, ready to cleave any threat. Ezra''s eyes narrowed, arrow drawn taut, senses alert for the slightest swirling darkness movement. Even Chad''s usual arrogance replaced by a flicker of apprehension, clutching his staff, knuckles white against polished wood. They were poised on the precipice of the unknown, ready to face whatever horrors lurked within the vortex. But as Zaro took that first step, a wave of dizziness washed over him, the world tilting, shadows swirling, whispers rising to a deafening crescendo. Then everything went black. Build a Legacy The world twisted and contorted around Zaro, the whispers of the cave morphing into a deafening roar that seemed to tear at the very fabric of his being. He felt a strange sense of detachment, as if his consciousness was being pulled away from his body, floating through an endless sea of darkness. Then, just as suddenly, the chaos subsided. Zaro found himself standing in a vast, empty expanse, the ground beneath his feet a shimmering surface of obsidian, reflecting the starry sky above. The air was still and silent, the oppressive weight of the Whispering Caves replaced by a strange sense of tranquility. It was like stepping into a dream, a world where the rules of reality were fluid and malleable. Before him stood a figure, tall and imposing, shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows that shifted and danced like living things. Its face was hidden in the darkness, but Zaro could sense its power, its ancient wisdom, its deep connection to the void. It radiated an aura of authority, of ancient knowledge, and a hint of mischief that resonated with Zaro''s own sense of humor. Zaro, the figure boomed, its voice echoing through the expanse, resonating with the power of the void, you have been chosen. Chosen? For what? Zaro asked, curiosity and excitement bubbling within him. To be the next contestant on a cosmic game show? To lead a rebellion against the tyrannical overlords of the shadow dimension? Or maybe just to test out the latest line of void infused deodorant? The figure chuckled, a deep, resonant sound that seemed to vibrate through the very ground beneath Zaro''s feet. You are the heir to the Voidwalkers, Zaro. The power within you is vast, ancient, and untapped. You have the potential to shape the destiny of this world, to become a beacon of light in the encroaching darkness. Zaro''s heart raced, a mix of excitement and trepidation coursing through his veins. The fate of the world resting on his shoulders? No pressure there. He briefly considered cracking a joke about explosive diarrhea and making a run for it, but something in the figure''s presence commanded respect and attention. So, what do I do? Zaro asked, his voice steady despite the weight of the revelation. The figure raised a hand, and a swirling vortex of shadows materialized between them. Within the vortex, Zaro saw images flashing before his eyes, battles against corrupted creatures, the discovery of Aetherium, the creation of void-infused weapons, the unlocking of new abilities. It was a montage of his journey so far, a highlight reel of his void-powered exploits. You have already begun to fulfill your destiny, Zaro, the figure said, its voice softer now, filled with a gentle warmth. But the path ahead is long and fraught with danger. You will face challenges that will test your strength, your courage, and your resolve. But you are not alone. The void is with you, its power flowing through your veins. Embrace it, Zaro. Master it. Become the Voidwalker you were destined to be. The vortex dissipated, and the figure stepped closer, its form becoming clearer, the shadows receding to reveal a face etched with wisdom and compassion. It reached out a hand, and as Zaro instinctively reached out to meet it, a jolt of energy surged through him, a connection to the void that was both exhilarating and terrifying.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Images flooded Zaro''s mind, visions of individuals he knew, their faces etched with a familiar warmth, his mother, his sister, his childhood friends. The power of the Voidwalker extends beyond the individual, the figure said, its voice a whisper now, a gentle breeze against Zaro''s skin. It is a legacy to be shared, a bond to be forged. Seek those you trust, those whose hearts resonate with the void. Embrace them, Zaro. Empower them. Build your legacy. As the figure spoke, a notification appeared before Zaro''s eyes. Achievement Unlocked. Forefathers Gift Reward: 10 Stat Points, 2 Skill Upgrade Points. 13 stat points banked. Zaro had never seen that before, what''s a skill upgrade point? And then, just as suddenly as it had appeared, the figure vanished, leaving Zaro alone in the vast expanse, the silence echoing with the weight of its words. System alert, new quest unlocked. The Voidwalker legacy. Objective, recruit three individuals to join the Voidwalker family. Reward, unlock void specialization path. Zaro stared at the notification, his mind reeling. Recruit others? Build a legacy? This was a whole new level of responsibility, a challenge that extended beyond his own personal journey. But the vision, the connection to the void, the words of the shadowy figure, it all resonated with a deep truth within him. He took a deep breath, the air filling his lungs with a newfound energy. He was ready. Ready to face the challenges, to embrace the darkness, to become the Voidwalker he was destined to be. And he would not face it alone. The world around him dissolved, the shadows swirling, the whispers returning, their voices a comforting chorus now, a symphony of power and potential. And then, he was back in the Whispering Caves, standing before the vortex, his companions by his side, their faces etched with concern. Zaro! Ezra exclaimed, rushing towards him, her hand reaching for his arm. Are you alright? What happened? Zaro blinked, still trying to process the experience. I saw something. Someone, he replied, his voice filled with wonder. Someone? Ramrod frowned, stepping closer, his eyes searching Zaro''s face for answers. Who? I don''t know, Zaro admitted, shaking his head. A figure, shrouded in shadows. It spoke to me, told me things about my destiny, about the void, about the power within me. His companions exchanged glances, a mix of curiosity and concern in their eyes. They could sense the change in Zaro, the shift in his energy, the newfound determination that burned in his gaze. What did it say, Zaro? Ezra asked, her voice soft, her eyes filled with a gentle understanding. It said, Zaro paused, taking a deep breath, it said that I am the heir to the Voidwalkers. That I have the power to shape the destiny of this world. A heavy silence fell over the group, the weight of Zaro''s words hanging in the air. Then, Ramrod let out a booming laugh, clapping Zaro on the back with a force that nearly sent him sprawling. The heir to the Voidwalkers, eh? Ramrod chuckled, his eyes sparkling with pride. That''s our Zaro! Always aiming for the top, even if it''s in a spooky, shadow filled dimension. Ezra smiled, her gaze filled with admiration and a hint of awe. I knew there was something special about you, Zaro. You have a destiny to fulfill, a power to embrace. We''ll be with you every step of the way. Chad, his usual sarcasm tempered by the gravity of the moment, nodded in agreement. Well, if anyone can handle being the chosen one, it''s you, Zero. Just try not to let it go to your head. We can''t have you outshining my brilliance. Zaro grinned, the tension breaking, the weight of the revelation lifting slightly. Don''t worry, Chad. There''s enough void power to go around. But first, we have a vortex to explore. With renewed determination, they turned towards the swirling shadows, ready to face whatever mysteries awaited them. The shadows evaporated, revealing a flat wall etched with glowing glyphs. As Zaro approached, the glyphs pulsed with energy, responding to his presence. The blueish purple energy spread throughout the entire door. He realized he was shaking from excitement. Let''s find out what needs to be killed today. Zaro said with a smile. Guardians of Corruption Part 1 The air crackled with anticipation as Zaro and his companions stood before the towering stone door, its surface etched with intricate glyphs that pulsed with a faint, purple light. Zaro could feel the whispers emanating from the glyphs, their voices a chorus of warnings and promises, a symphony of fear and power. His Void Sense tingled, a primal urge drawing him towards the door, a sense of destiny intertwined with a healthy dose of trepidation. Well, this is it, Ramrod muttered, his hand resting on the hilt of his axe, his gaze fixed on the imposing door. The heart of the beast. Ezra nodded, her bow drawn, an arrow nocked and ready. Be prepared for anything, she warned, her voice a steady whisper in the echoing chamber. Chad, ever the pragmatist, adjusted his spectacles and peered at the glyphs, his brow furrowed in concentration. I do hope there''s a decent reward behind this door, he mused. Perhaps a treasure trove of ancient artifacts or a library filled with forbidden knowledge. Or maybe just a comfortable chair and a pot of strong coffee. One can dream. Zaro ignored Chad''s rambling and reached out a hand, his fingers tracing the intricate glyphs. As he touched the stone, a surge of energy pulsed through him, the glyphs glowing with a brilliant blue light. The door creaked open, revealing a vast chamber beyond, its depths shrouded in an ominous darkness. They stepped through the doorway, weapons drawn, senses heightened. The air in the chamber was thick and heavy with the stench of decay and a palpable darkness that pressed against Zaro''s skin like a damp shroud. Each breath felt like inhaling shards of glass, a chilling reminder of the void''s oppressive presence. The walls pulsed with a faint green light, casting long, distorted shadows that danced and writhed like living things. In the center of the chamber, three figures materialized from the swirling darkness, their forms warped and corrupted, their eyes burning with malevolent intent. System Alert Quest Update. Defeat the Source of Corruption. Objective Eliminate the three corrupted guardians. Reward Unknown. Unknown? Now that''s intriguing, Zaro thought. It''s not every day the system dangles a mystery reward in front of me. It''s like opening a loot box with a question mark on it, the anticipation building with every step towards the unknown. But first, he had three overgrown, void-infused roadblocks to deal with. Zaro used Analyze, but the information was limited. Threat level high, weaknesses unknown. It was as if this encounter wasn''t part of the normal dungeon. He didn''t have enough experience to know for sure, but if the system was offering a reward for victory, he was determined to win. I smell fear and food, a voice hissed, slithering through the chamber like a venomous serpent. Look what the cat dragged in. A band of pathetic adventurers, venturing into the heart of our domain. The first figure stepped forward, its form a grotesque mockery of a human. Its skin was stretched taut over bulging muscles, its limbs elongated and twisted, its fingers ending in razor-sharp claws that glinted in the eerie green light. Its eyes glowed with a sickly yellow light, and its mouth was a gaping maw filled with rows of jagged teeth. I am Gorgoth, the creature growled, its voice a guttural rumble that shook the chamber. Guardian of the Whispering Caves. And you shall not survive. Beside Gorgoth, the second figure emerged from the shadows. It was a towering monstrosity, its body a patchwork of mismatched limbs and organs, its flesh pulsating with a sickening green light. Its head was a grotesque fusion of animal and human features, its multiple eyes darting around frantically. I am Malkor, the creature boomed, its voice a chorus of guttural growls and screeching hisses that grated on their ears. And I will feast on your souls. The third figure, the last to reveal itself, was the most disturbing of all. It was a slender, ethereal being, its form shifting and flickering like a dying flame. Its eye sockets were empty, and its mouth was a lipless gash that stretched across its face, a silent scream frozen in time. I am Chuck, the creature whispered, its voice a chilling echo that seemed to penetrate their very souls. And I will consume your hopes and dreams. They all stopped and laughed a bit. Chuck? Seriously? How is he the scariest one? Just then, Chuck hissed, MY NAME HAS BEEN PASSED DOWN GENERATIONS AND YOU SHALL NOT. Zaro cut it off by yelling, Shut up and fight, CHUCK. Remember the plan, everyone, Zaro yelled, his voice echoing through the chamber, trying to project an air of confidence he didn''t quite feel. Ramrod, you take the muscle. Ezra, you handle the ranged attacker. Chad, you distract the... whatever that thing is. And I''ll... improvise.Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Ramrod defaulted to his Orcish simplicity and didn''t hesitate. With a roar that shook the chamber, he charged towards Gorgoth, his axe gleaming in the eerie light. The two behemoths clashed, their weapons meeting with a deafening clang, sparks flying as their raw power collided. It was like a clash of titans, a battle of brute force and unyielding determination. For a moment, Zaro allowed himself to marvel at the sheer intensity of their confrontation, but he knew he couldn''t afford to be distracted. The other guardians posed just as much of a threat, and he needed to stay focused. Ezra, ever graceful, moved with fluid precision, her arrows finding their marks in Malkor''s pulsating flesh, each shot drawing a guttural roar from the creature. The creature roared in pain, its multiple eyes darting around frantically, trying to locate the source of the attacks. Ezra smiled and said, I brought some fire enchanted arrows just for this occasion. Chad, his face pale but his resolve firm, began chanting, his hands glowing with arcane energy. He unleashed a barrage of spells, fireballs and ice shards exploding against Chuck''s flickering form, momentarily disrupting its ethereal presence. The creature hissed and chuckled, its form distorting under the onslaught of magic. But no damage was done; it was taunting them. Zaro, meanwhile, was analyzing the situation, his mind calm, trying to formulate a strategy. These were not ordinary corrupted creatures; they were the source of the corruption, the guardians of this twisted realm. He couldn''t just rely on brute force or simple tactics. He needed to exploit their weaknesses, to disrupt their connection to the void, to find a way to sever their ties to the darkness that fueled their power. But how? As Zaro pondered his options, Gorgoth slammed his fist into Ramrod, sending the Orc crashing against a wall with a sickening thud. Ramrod recovered and yelled, IF I''M NOT BLEEDING, I''M NOT LIVING, while charging back into the fray. Ezra cried out in alarm as her arrow was deflected by Malkor''s grotesque arm, the projectile ricocheting off its unnatural flesh. Frustration and determination flashed in her eyes. She couldn''t let this abomination best her. With a deep breath, Ezra nocked a few fire arrows, aiming for the creature''s already damaged arm. As the arrows struck true and the arm caught fire, Malkor let out a roar of pain and rage. Ezra allowed herself a small smile of satisfaction. She was far from finished. Chad''s spells seemed to pass through Chuck''s flickering form, having little effect, the creature''s ethereal nature making it resistant to conventional magic. Chuck fired ethereal slashes at Chad, knocking him off his feet and tearing his sleeves while bashing him with psychic damage. Zaro''s mind raced. Two bolts should buy Chad some time. Void Step, now! He activated the skill, the familiar tug of shadows pulling him through the swirling darkness. Gorgoth loomed before him, a grotesque titan of corrupted flesh. This is it. One chance. Before the creature could react, Zaro plunged his Voidfang into its back, channeling Void Drain, feeling the familiar pull as its corrupted energy flowed into him. To his surprise, the energy overcharged his mana. System message Void Drain. Draining corrupted void energy. Mana replenished. Target weakened. A guttural roar ripped from Gorgoth''s throat as Zaro''s Voidfang sank deep into its flesh. The creature''s massive arm, moments ago a blur of unstoppable force, faltered mid swing. Its movements slowed, each step a labored effort as if its very essence was being leached away. A double charged void bolt slammed into its knee, the force of the impact echoing through the chamber as bone splintered and sinew tore. Gorgoth crashed to one knee, its eyes wide with a mixture of pain and disbelief. Zaro enjoyed forcing the giant to bend the knee to its new void king. Zaro had another Voidfang in his hand and cut a few slashes into Gorgoth''s ribs. Suddenly, Malkor''s massive arm slammed into Zaro, sending him flying across the chamber like a ragdoll. He crashed against a wall, the impact knocking the wind out of him. Zaro gasped for breath, his vision blurring, his body aching, the taste of blood filling his mouth. Minus 100 health. His Voidfang slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground. Zaro, Ezra''s voice echoed through the chamber, filled with concern. Zaro''s vision swam, the world tilting precariously as he struggled to his feet. His void shield sputtered, the protective barrier shattered at the point of impact. Panic clawed at his throat for a brief moment. With a desperate surge of willpower, he reactivated the void shield at twice the charge giving him more resilience. He focused on his fallen Voidfang, willing it back to his hand. The dagger flew through the air, its hilt smacking into his palm with a reassuring weight. Malkor lumbered towards Zaro, its multiple eyes fixed on his vulnerable form, its grotesque mouth gaping open, revealing rows of jagged teeth. This was it. Zaro was cornered, outnumbered, outmatched. But he wouldn''t go down without a fight. He channeled void energy into his fists, preparing for a final stand, ready to unleash his fury. Oi, catch! Ramrod bellowed, his voice cutting through the chaos of the battle. Zaro glanced up just in time to see a small vial arcing through the air landing at Zaro''s feet. He glanced down and saw a familiar vial, its contents glowing with a vibrant, crimson light. A healing potion. Drink up, ya scrawny void slinger! Ramrod called out, his usually boisterous tone tinged with a hint of concern. Can''t have ya keeling over on us now! Zaro snatched the potion, uncorking it and downing the contents in a single gulp. The potion''s warmth spread through his body like a wildfire, mending his wounds, replenishing his strength, and igniting a spark of defiance within him. Fully healed. Zaro looked up, a grin spreading across his face. The battle was far from over, but he wasn''t alone. He had his companions, his skills, and the power of the void at his fingertips. And it was about time to explore his damage per second. Zaro closed his eyes, reaching deep within himself to the very core of his being, where the void energy swirled and pulsed. He could feel it responding to his call, growing stronger, more insistent. When he opened his eyes, they glowed with an otherworldly purple light. The guardians hesitated, a flicker of uncertainty passing over their grotesque features. Zaro smiled. It was time to show these abominations the true power of a Voidwalker. Guardians of Corruption - Part 2 The crimson potion surged through Zaro''s veins, a fiery torrent mending torn flesh and reigniting his fighting spirit. As the world swam back into focus, the roars and hisses of the corrupted guardians echoed through the chamber. Malkor, a grotesque amalgamation of mismatched limbs, lumbered toward him, its multiple eyes burning with predatory hunger. Oh, no you don''t, you overgrown jigsaw puzzle! Zaro snarled, activating Shadow Camouflage. The world dissolved into shades of gray and black as his form melted into the shadows, becoming one with the darkness. A quick glance at the system confirmed the overcharged mana, an extra 50 points from draining that corrupted creature earlier. Malkor''s confusion was palpable, its multiple eyes darted around, searching for its vanished prey. Where''d he go? Gorgoth''s voice boomed, a guttural rumble that echoed through the chamber. He''s hiding, the coward! Chuck hissed, its voice a chilling whisper that slithered through the air. Coward? Me? He scoffed, his voice a disembodied echo in the darkness. I prefer the term tactical genius. Zaro replied with a grin. He darted through the shadows, circling Malkor with silent, swift movements, a phantom weaving through darkness. A plan formed in his mind, he still had a dagger in his hand and one embedded in Gorgoth. If he could stab each beast, he could use the daggers as conductive beacons, chaining his void energy between them. Zaro materialized behind Malkor, Voidfang shimmering with faint, purple light. He taunted, his voice a disembodied echo, drawing the creature''s attention. Malkor spun around, multiple eyes locking onto Zaro''s position. It lunged, grotesque limbs flailing, claws raking the air. Zaro dodged, narrowly avoiding its attack, the claws tearing through the space inches from his face. Zaro wanted to separate his foes, so he needed to move around Malkor. He teleported with Void Step, reappearing on the other side of the chamber, jeering as Malkor charged across the chamber, its footsteps shaking the ground. Zaro reinforced his Shadow Shield with void energy, thickening the shadowy barrier as Malkor slammed into it, claws raking against the defenses. The shield held, but Zaro felt the strain, the void energy flickering under the onslaught. Suddenly, Chuck attacked from the flank, an energy blast burning through Zaro''s shirt, needles of pain ignoring his armor. His health dropped by fifty points. Zaro threw his dagger at Malkor, spun to dodge left, narrowly avoiding another attack. He heard the screech of the impact and the thud of his dagger finding its target. As Zaro reoriented himself, a blinding flash of light erupted from across the chamber. Ezra, her bow glowing, loosed an arrow of brilliant white that struck Malkor in the chest, momentarily stunning the creature. Chad''s voice echoed through the chamber as he was injured by the dagger. Chad, hit my dagger with lightning quick! Zaro flung his last dagger at Chuck, and Chad unleashed a thunderbolt. The electricity crashed into Zaro''s dagger, chaining through the three nightmares and there was an audible sizzle! Ezra loosed another fire arrow at Malkor, but the creature only grew more enraged. It lunged, its massive arm sweeping across the chamber, catching Ezra off guard and sending her crashing against the wall with a sickening thud. Zaro''s heart sank at the sight of Ezra''s crumpled form. Malkor turned back toward Zaro, eyes ablaze with fury. A primal rage surged through him an intensity unlike anything he had ever felt. Void energy twisted within him, amplified by rage, its power twisting into a crimson hue. You. Will. pay! Zaro snarled, each word laced with venom, each syllable dripping with the promise of retribution. With his vision blurring, the world now tinged red, Zaro''s eyes glowed as he charged forward with unnatural speed, propelled by the void. He felt no pain as Malkor''s claws slashed across his shoulder, ignoring the seventy health points lost. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. He unleashed a void strike, a three punch combo that would have made Kimbo Slice proud. Malkor''s alchemical makeup disagreed with the red void energy. His powered punches pummeled progressively potent potholes perforating with an opposing frequency that made the creature''s body react like repelling magnets. They tore huge holes, like mini explosions, in its hide. The creature roared in pain, its movements faltering, its multiple eyes blinking in confusion as it began to heal. Malkor stumbled back, confusion in its eyes as Zaro''s onslaught left it unable to heal. Zaro pressed his advantage, every impact tearing through Malkor''s monstrous maimed form until, at last, it collapsed, its life force drained, form dissolving into nothingness. Zaro picked up the Void Gem that was left behind. System Alert Enemy Defeated. Zaro dismissed the notification and looked at the new icon. New Skill Unlocked, Void Rage. A new icon appeared on the system interface, a stylized flame burning with a crimson intensity. Beside it, a timer ticked down from 60 seconds, its numbers glowing with a fiery red light. Void Rage, 50 seconds remaining. No time to analyze the new feature. Malkor''s good friends are still alive. Zaro recalled his daggers and when in his palm he felt the void fang could be a conduit as if it would soak up the rage energy. He activated Void Step, teleporting toward Chuck, the ethereal figure that had been watching the battle with detached amusement. Your turn, shadow puppet, Zaro snarled, channeling void energy throughout his entire body. He forced rage energy into the blade and it hummed with power, its form elongating, its edges glowing with a brilliant red light. It was like a lightsaber, but with a more sinister vibe and a distinct lack of catchy theme music. Void Rage, 30 seconds remaining. It looks like manipulating the Void Rage cost 20 seconds to make the saber. Zaro made note of that. Chuck hissed, its form flickering, its empty eyes fixated on the glowing blade. It lunged, its ethereal form moving with unnatural speed. Zaro was able to deflect its attack with a kick, channeling void energy into his leg, the impact sent a shockwave through its intangible form. But it kept spinning and hit him with another ghostly slash like before that ignored his armor and dealt 40 damage. Just then, it was hit by a lightning bolt. Chuck recoiled, its form momentarily disrupted. Zaro seized the opportunity, slashing with the void infused dagger, carving a glowing Z across its chest. The ethereal flesh parted like smoke, the blade passing through it with effortless ease Void Rage, 15 seconds remaining. Chuck screamed, a chilling sound that echoed through the chamber, its form flickering violently, its ethereal essence dissipating into the air. With a final, desperate lunge, it reached for Zaro, its claws outstretched. But he was too quick. He activated Void Step, teleporting away from it, the void infused saber evaporating into nothingness after use. Just his dagger remained. I guess once I use up the infused energy, it evaporates? Zaro thought. Void Rage, 5 seconds remaining. System Alert Enemy Defeated. Zaro ignored this notification so he could focus on the task at hand. While he was dealing with his monster, the dynamic duo the Orc and the Mage, were taking on the muscle bound monstrosity, Gorgoth. It was a clash of titans, a symphony of steel and magic, a ballet of brawn and brains with a healthy dose of yelling and explosions, of course. Ramrod was the first to engage, charging headfirst into the fray like a bulldozer with anger management issues. His axe, a blur of motion, met Gorgoth''s claws in a shower of sparks, the impact echoing through the chamber like thunder. He ducked and weaved, dodging the creature''s wild swings, his own attacks finding their mark with brutal efficiency. But Gorgoth was a formidable opponent, its thick hide resistant to Ramrod''s axe, its strength surpassing even the mighty Orc. Chad, ever the strategist, kept his distance, his voice a steady stream of incantations as he wove his spells. Fireballs erupted around Gorgoth, momentarily blinding the creature and forcing it to stagger back. Ice shards pierced its flesh, slowing its movements, while bolts of lightning crackled through the air, disrupting its connection to the void and momentarily weakening its defenses. The battle raged, a chaotic dance of brute force and arcane power. Ramrod, fueled by adrenaline and a healthy dose of Orcish rage, landed blow after blow, his axe chipping away at Gorgoth''s defenses, creating openings for Chad''s spells to find their mark. Zaro void stepped to Ezra''s side and analyze told him she was in a death countdown condition. He knew from gaming experience that if someone didn''t give her a revive potion or something similar, she was done for. The creature roared in frustration, its attacks becoming more frantic, less precise. Then, Chad unleashed his most powerful spell, a vortex of wind and lightning that enveloped Gorgoth, its energy swirling around the creature, constricting its movements, disrupting its connection to the void. Ramrod seized the opportunity, charging forward with a mighty roar, his axe finding its mark, cleaving through Gorgoth''s weakened defenses, the blade sinking deep into its flesh. Zaro sent a void bolt for good measure. Gorgoth stumbled, its roars turning into gurgling screams, its massive form collapsing to the ground with a thunderous crash. The creature''s corrupted energy dissipated, its body dissolving into wisps of shadow, leaving behind only a lingering silence and the faint scent of ozone. System Alert. Enemy defeated. He ignored this notification as well. The Orc and the Mage stood victorious, their chests heaving, their bodies battered and bruised, but their spirits unbroken. They had faced a formidable foe, a guardian of corruption, and they had emerged triumphant, their combined strength and strategy proving too much for the creature''s brute force. The chamber fell silent, the echoes of the battle fading into the oppressive stillness. Zaro stood there, holding Ezra, his body aching, his vision blurring, the crimson glow in his eyes fading as the Void Rage timer reached zero. Do you guys have a potion to bring someone back from a death condition? They both approached with sadness on their faces and both shook their heads, signaling no. What do we do? Zaro asked as he propped Ezra up against the wall and tried to shake the blurriness out of his vision. Void Rage. 0 seconds remaining. System Alert, Quest Completed. Exhaustion washed over him, the adrenaline fading, leaving him weak and vulnerable. He stumbled, knees buckling, the world tilting into darkness. The last thing Zaro saw before losing consciousness was the cave ceiling. Temptations of the Void The darkness clung to Zaro, a suffocating blanket of shadows and whispers, pulling him deeper into the abyss. His body felt distant, a hollow shell adrift in a sea of swirling void energy. A chorus of voices, ancient and powerful, echoed through the emptiness, their words seeping into his consciousness. You seek power, Zaro, they whispered, their voices a symphony of temptation. You crave the secrets of the void. We can give you what you desire. Visions flashed before his eyes, tantalizing glimpses of unimaginable power. He saw himself wielding the void like a weapon, bending reality to his will, his enemies crumbling before him. The whispers intensified, their promises echoing through his mind, offering him everything he had ever craved - strength, knowledge, immortality. Embrace the void, Zaro, they urged, their voices growing louder, more insistent. Become one with us. Unleash your true potential. The whispers painted a seductive picture, a world where he reigned supreme, his every whim fulfilled, his every desire granted. But beneath the allure, a cold dread settled in his gut. He remembered the corrupted guardians, their twisted forms a stark reminder of the void''s corrupting influence. Was this the path he truly desired? To become a monster in pursuit of power? No, he whispered back, his voice a defiant spark in the vast darkness. I will not be your puppet. The whispers recoiled, their harmonious chorus turning into a wave of anger and frustration. You dare defy us? A voice boomed, its power shaking the very foundations of his being. You are nothing, a fleeting spark in the grand tapestry of existence. We can extinguish you with a thought. Fear threatened to consume him, but Zaro clung to his defiance, his will a shield against the encroaching darkness. I may be a fleeting spark, he retorted, his voice gaining strength, but I am also a wildfire. I will not be controlled. I will not be corrupted. The whispers faltered, their power waning, their visions fading into the receding darkness. A sense of triumph surged through him, a hard-won victory against the seductive whispers of the void. Then, a new voice emerged from the darkness, gentle and warm, a soothing balm to his troubled soul. Zaro, it said, its voice filled with a comforting warmth that chased away the lingering chill of the void''s whispers. You have shown great strength. You have resisted the darkness. You are worthy. As the voice spoke, a wave of energy washed over him, a vibrant, blue-tinged essence that pulsed with life and vitality. He felt it coursing through his veins, mending his wounds, restoring his strength. His eyes snapped open, and he found himself standing, fully restored, bathed in a soft, ethereal glow.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. His companions, their faces etched with concern, rushed to his side. Zaro! You''re awake! Chad exclaimed, his voice filled with relief. What happened? Zaro asked, his voice still raspy from the encounter with the void. You collapsed, Ramrod explained, his gruff voice laced with worry. We thought we''d lost you. I saw visions, Zaro murmured, his mind still reeling from the experience. I spoke with the void. His companions exchanged uneasy glances. They knew the dangers of the void, its seductive whispers that could lure even the strongest wills into darkness. Are you alright? Chad asked, his usual arrogance replaced with genuine concern. I think so, Zaro replied, though a part of him still trembled from the encounter. The void tried to tempt me, but I resisted. His companions stared at him in awe. They knew the power of the void''s whispers, the seductive promises that could ensnare even the most steadfast souls. How did you do it? Chad asked, his voice hushed with wonder. Zaro shook his head, unsure himself. Perhaps it was his stubborn refusal to be controlled, or maybe it was something more, some innate resistance to the void''s corrupting touch. I don''t know, he admitted. But I''m glad I did. As he looked at his companions, their faces etched with worry and relief, his gaze fell upon Ezra. Her usually vibrant features were pale, her breathing shallow. The wound inflicted by Malkor was clearly more than just physical. Ezra, he said, his voice filled with concern. Your wounds. She gave a weak smile, trying to mask her pain. It''s nothing. Just a scratch. But Zaro knew better. He could sense the void''s energy lingering within her, slowly draining her life force. There''s a way to save you, he said, his voice firm with conviction. But it comes with a price. And I''m not even sure this is going to work. He explained the encounter with the benevolent void entity, the offer of power. He told her about joining his family. If you agree to join me and serve under me. The void power might heal you. Ezra''s eyes widened, a mixture of fear and hope swirling within them. But what does it mean? To serve you? She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. It means embracing the power I wield, he explained, while resisting the darkness within. It means becoming something more, something beyond human. You have to agree to join my family. Zaro reached out, his hand hovering over her wound. A soft, blue light emanated from his palm, the healing energy of the void pulsing with life. It''s either instinctual or situational. He needed to figure out if he had access to a healing ability. Maybe it''s just what happens when someone converts to the void, like how I heal when I level up? he thought. The choice is yours, Ezra, he said, his voice gentle but firm. This is our only real choice, and it''s a gamble. Ezra looked deep into his eyes, her gaze searching for answers, for reassurance. Then, with a resolute nod, she whispered, I accept. As the words left her lips, he channeled the void''s energy into her wound. The blue light intensified, enveloping her in a healing aura. A gasp escaped her lips as the void''s energy coursed through her veins, mending her broken body, restoring her life force. When the light subsided, Ezra stood before him, her eyes glowing with a faint, violet hue, a delicate tracery of black and purple veins pulsed visible beneath her pale skin. A small, obsidian mark, like a teardrop, appeared on her cheekbone, a symbol of her connection to the void. Welcome, Ezra, Zaro said, his voice filled with warmth and a touch of pride. I can feel it, she replied, her voice echoing in his mind, a newfound connection forged through the void. The power, the connection... It''s incredible. The void has granted you a specialization, he explained. A unique ability based on your strengths and affinities. A system message appeared before his eyes. System Alert, Ezra has joined your ranks. Void Flash Specialization unlocked. Here are the details. Abilities. Void Dash. Allows the user to teleport short distances. Useful for dodging attacks, repositioning quickly, or closing in on an enemy. Shadow Direct. The user can fire projectiles or even their fists through shadow portals, making them harder to dodge and potentially redirecting their path. This ability starts with a limited range and effect, but grows stronger with practice. Phantom Flurry. The user enters a state of heightened speed, allowing for a rapid volley of attacks in quick succession. Zaro looked at Ezra, her lithe form and sharp eyes hinting at her natural talents. Void Flash suits you perfectly, he said. Ezra grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Let''s see if I can outrun Ramrod now. As they prepared to continue their journey, Zaro couldn''t help but feel a sense of hope amidst the lingering darkness. They had faced the void''s temptations, embraced its power, and emerged stronger. The path ahead remained uncertain, but they were no longer alone. They were a team, bound to him, united in their purpose. Family, Rewards, and Stats The system chimed, and an alert flashed across Zaro''s vision. System Alert. Titles unlocked. You have earned a new title. All Father. You can change titles in the system at will. Title. All Father. As the leader and founder of the Void Family, you gain a portion of the experience earned by your followers'' battles won. This will help you grow stronger together and face even greater challenges. Zaro mouthed the words, testing their weight. All Father. It felt strange, powerful, a title that resonated with the whispers of the void that echoed in his soul. He had seen this type of thing in a few games he¡¯d played, so he was familiar with how it should work. He glanced at Ramrod and Chad, who were still engrossed in their loot-gathering frenzy. Just then, another notification echoed in his mind, this one far less earth-shattering. System Alert. Congratulations. You have successfully cleansed the Whispering Caves of corrupted energy. Reward. Choose 10 skill points or 2 skill upgrade points. Zaro thought about the options. He was intrigued by the skill upgrade points. I¡¯ll take those. Reward. 2 skill upgrade points collected. This is amazing, Zaro thought to himself. He checked the notifications he had dismissed earlier. System Alert. Level up. Level up. Level up. Zaro has reached Level 10. System specialization unlocked. Full system unlocked. 30 stat points received. 15 skill points received. Achievement unlocked. Giant slayer. You have defeated 3 enemies at least 10 levels above your level. Reward. 10 stat points. Reward. 2 skill points. Achievement unlocked. Incorruptible. You resisted the dark urge. Reward. 5 stat points and 2 skill points. Not to mention he had 10 stat points and 2 skill upgrade points banked from when he interacted with the void. And 3 before that. This is a lot, Zaro thought, and he knew it was going to hurt to add this many points at one time. He decided he better find a private spot to do it. Hey guys, I¡¯m gonna go take a leak. Be right back. Ramrod waved him off, they were too busy looting. Once outside the room in the cavern corridor, Zaro dove into the system, taking advantage of the brief solitude. 58 stat points, 19 skill points, and 4 skill upgrade points was a great haul from a high level dungeon. And this was just the first part of it. This system is generous, he thought. Let¡¯s get these put in place already. He was thinking balance for now. He was in deep thought. Since I¡¯m close range and void powered, I need to be strong and move fast, but I also need mana. He threw 12 in each stat except 9 in agility. That gave him a solid, rounded off balanced build. He kept 1 points banked for luck. Level 10. Class Voidwalker. HP 400. MP 400. Attributes. Strength 30. Agility 25. Intelligence 40. Vitality 40. Stamina 30. The pain that started in his body was something he had never felt before. His muscles felt as if they were guitar strings popping and regenerating, not to mention his tendons and ligaments. He was dropped to his knees in agony. His skin looked like it was bubbling beneath it. Just as he was getting a handle on the physical pain, the brain-racking migraine started. All of the pain came in waves, as soon as the muscle and connective tissue pain was gone his lungs and heart were on fire, his heart beat was ramping up as if he had been in the middle of sprinting a marathon. He curled up into a ball and accepted his fate. He knew he was dying. This was how it all ended. Then it was over. That quick, and he was a new man. He was completely reborn, better in every way. His senses were heightened, his mind more clear, his shirt was tighter, and he felt lighter. Before he went back to the others, he checked the completed quest reward. Choose your reward. Double mana pool or upgrade health into vitality and double vitality pool. What does that mean? Zaro wondered. Double mana would be amazing, but what¡¯s the difference between health and vitality? Well, I know one thing. More mana would make fighting a breeze, but I can¡¯t fight if I¡¯m dead. Sounds like I win either way. He focused on vitality. Confirmed. His health bar changed, and a wave of intense pressure pulsed through his chest, radiating outward with a searing pain that engulfed his entire body. It culminated in his head, a blinding agony like a thousand migraines exploding at once. He stumbled, his vision blurring, his knees threatening to buckle. Then, as suddenly as it began, the pain vanished.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. He drew a deep breath, feeling an incredible surge of energy, a newfound resilience coursing through his veins. The world seemed sharper, more vibrant. His senses felt heightened, every sound, every smell, every sensation amplified. He flexed his hands, feeling a newfound strength in his limbs, a boundless energy thrumming beneath his skin. This vitality upgrade was more than just a numerical boost. It was a transformation, a rebirth. I can¡¯t wait to test this out, he thought, a genuine joy spreading across his face. But first, he needed to delve into the system and explore the possibilities that awaited him. His vitality doubled to 800. He was a tank. He wanted to review his skills, then get back to the loot. Skills Vitality Regeneration level 1 Analyze Level 2. Shadow Strike Level 1. Void Shield Level 2. Void Bolt Level 2. Void Sense Level 2. Void Control Level 2. Void Drain Level 1. Void Step Level 2. Shadow Camouflage Level 1. Meditation Level 2. Will of the Void Level 1. 19 skill points available. He needed to check what skills are available after he selects a specialization. System Specialization Unlocked. Choose your path. Several distinct options shimmered before his eyes, each a path leading deeper into the mysteries of the void. Void Time Weaver. Bend time and space to your will, slowing enemies, accelerating your own movements, and even catching projectiles mid flight. Void Gravity Master. Command the forces of gravity, crushing enemies, creating weightless zones, and manipulating the very fabric of space. Void Colossus. Transform into a towering behemoth of pure void energy, wielding immense strength and resilience. Void Wraith. Become an ethereal assassin, phasing through walls, possessing enemies, and delivering deadly strikes from the shadows. Void Stormcaller. Command the elements, summoning storms of void energy, lightning, and shadow to unleash devastating attacks. One with the void. Question marks. This one doesn¡¯t have any data. That¡¯s like a big red button that says don¡¯t press. I have to press the big red button. I must. Each specialization held its own unique allure, a different path to power and mastery. Zaro pondered the options, envisioning himself wielding the powers of time, gravity, or pure destructive force. The choice was overwhelming, each path promising incredible abilities and a unique fighting style. I need time to consider this, he thought, closing the system interface. This decision would shape his future, his role in the Void, and his destiny in this world. He couldn¡¯t rush it. As if on cue, a low rumble shook the cave, and a section of the far wall crumbled, revealing a hidden chamber. Inside, four ornate chests shimmered with an otherworldly glow. Well, Ramrod grinned, his eyes gleaming with joy. Looks like the real treasure was hidden behind the treasure. They rushed towards the chests, eager to see what wonders awaited them. The first chest, upon opening, revealed a quiver filled with arrows of every imaginable element. Fire, ice, lightning, even a few that seemed to pulse with void energy. Ezra''s eyes widened in delight. She said the arrows would come in handy, her fingers tracing the fletching of a shimmering black arrow. The second chest held a swirling orb of crimson energy. As Ramrod touched it, the orb vanished, and his axe began to crackle with flames. System Alert. Ramrod''s axe has been imbued with the Fire enchantment. All attacks now deal additional fire damage. Ramrod let out a whoop of joy and swung his axe, sending a wave of fire through the air. He said it was even better than shiny things. The third chest contained a delicate silver amulet, its surface etched with intricate runes. Chad snatched it up, his eyes gleaming with intellectual curiosity. As he put it on, his form shimmered, and for a moment, he appeared to be enveloped in shadows. System Alert. Chad has acquired the Shapeshifter Amulet. This allows the user to transform into a creature of the shadows for a limited time. Chad muttered that it was fascinating and that the possibilities were endless. The final chest held a lump of swirling, iridescent metal, unlike anything Zaro had ever seen before. There were four smaller pieces in there as well. System Alert. You have acquired Voidsteel. This rare material can be used to craft powerful weapons and armor. Zaro exclaimed it was a jackpot as he tucked the Voidsteel into his bag. He said the stuff was going to be invaluable. Along with the unique items, each chest also contained a hefty sum of gold coins, enough to make them all feel like royalty. On the way out, they noticed another passage opening that Zaro had not seen on the way in. He poked his head in and saw a pedestal. Chad asked if Zaro had never seen a dungeon activation pedestal and remarked that it was surprising. Ezra interjected and asked what they had been doing so far if it was not dungeon related. They agreed to come back and clear it later, deciding they needed to get rested up and reset. They left the Whispering Caves, laden with treasure and buzzing with excitement. For Zaro, the real prize was the secret title and the growth he achieved. Back in Everlight, they celebrated their victory with a raucous night at the Gryphon, the city''s most popular tavern. Ale flowed freely, laughter filled the air, and even Chad, after a few tankards, joined in the revelry. He regaled them with tales of his academic misadventures. The next morning, the weight of Zaro''s new title settled upon him. He knew he could not ignore the call to embrace his role in the Void''s plans. He sought out Ezra, eager to begin the training that would unlock their full potential. He told Ezra he needed to train, his voice filled with newfound determination. He said it was not just with weapons. Ezra nodded, her eyes mirroring his resolve. She asked if the void was calling to him. He admitted it was and said he needed to learn how to answer. She told him to meet her in thirty minutes and said she needed some supplies. Zaro bought some potions and a few more outfits. He paid for his room for a week, grabbed some food, and met back at the meeting spot a little early so he could check out his specialization. He considered buying a house since he had nearly four hundred gold from the caves. He decided on the big red button. Congratulations. You have selected One with the Void. This is a legendary specialization that allows access to all skill trees to build your own class. Zaro thought it was brilliant and like the system really did love him. He closed the system and got bombarded with void energy. The transformation began with a whisper. A subtle reshaping that exploded into cosmic agony. His muscles unwound like ancient scrolls being rewritten, each fiber screaming as void energy infused their very structure. Bones shifted with sounds like glaciers cracking. His skin rippled like the surface of a disturbed pond, newfound power seeking expression through physical form. Colors fractured and reformed. Sounds stretched into impossible frequencies. Even gravity seemed to forget its purpose, alternately crushing and releasing him as his body restructured itself to contain his expanded power. The void poured through him like liquid starlight, rewriting his existence on a fundamental level. His consciousness expanded beyond normal limits, threatening to shatter under the strain. A thousand lifetimes of sensation crashed through his mind in endless waves. Just when the boundary between self and void began to blur, everything stopped. When it was over, Zaro had evolved. With the levels, achievements, the title, the vitality, and the class specialization, it felt like the system was arming him for war. He compared it to when Tony gave Peter the new suit with spider legs that worked in space. He knew adding a lot of points at one time made him pay with growing pains. He pulled the system up and looked at available skills. He saw so many that it was hard to know what was what. The sheer volume of skills was overwhelming. It felt like the system had dumped the contents of a thousand different character builds at his feet. Scrolling through the seemingly endless list, he felt a mix of excitement and bewilderment. The elemental skills were familiar. Fireballs, ice shards, earth tremors. Solid and reliable, but maybe a bit basic. He had been playing with void energy for a while and decided it was time to branch out and explore the more exotic options. The blue skills piqued his interest. Lightning bolts crackling through the air, summoning hordes of undead minions, or lifting a castle gate with his mind. Telekinesis had always been a favorite of his in games. Dual wielding caught his attention. He imagined a void dagger in each hand, teleporting around and slicing through enemies like a shadowy whirlwind. The purple skills were even more intriguing. Colossus skills, like growing to the size of a small building and smashing everything in sight. Wraith abilities, turning intangible and slipping through walls like a ghost. Mastery skills were appealing. Heavy weapon mastery could let him wield the giant warhammer he saw in the Everlight armory. Dual dagger mastery also excited him. The gold skills just didn''t really catch his eye. There was a long list , tornadoes, whirlwinds, ice storms, conjure beasts, elementals, puppet master. He wondered if they were ultimate abilities or just strong abilities. Shadowy skills caught his eye. Void barrier, void clone, void storage, void mansion. He wondered if void mansion was a portable pocket dimension where he could build a secret lair, complete with Jacuzzi. Time and gravity skills like temporal dilation, pause, gravitational pull, and black hole all intrigued him. One called they¡¯re not all gems stood out. He said the system was getting ridiculous. It was like it had given him the keys to the universe. They''re not all gems had a description. Reverse time in short bursts, undo a bad choice or undo a well placed arrow to the throat. 25 Skill points. He selected void storage, 5 skill points. Allows use of the void to store objects. He needs that. Void storage unlocked. 14 skill points available. He also looked at Temporal Dilation, 8 points. Grants the ability to use time as a weapon. You can slow or speed things up at will. 50 mana per second. Don''t mind if I do. He thought. Minus 8 points, Temporal Dilation is unlocked. 1 stat points banked, 6 Skill points and 4 skill upgrade points. He thought he would sit on these until he figured out what''s best as he grows. Zaro bought some dried beef and a canteen of water for ten silver. He void stepped to the top of a building and ate his snack. The view stretched out before him, lush green trees, the market, city center, and distant mountains. He decided to sit there for a few more minutes before testing his new skills. Exploring New Skills After finishing his protein and taking in the view, Zaro decided it was time to play with his new skills. He spotted a place just outside the city to use. When he arrived, he noticed a crab apple tree with some apples on it. He picked a few and started juggling them. He focused on temporal dilation and activated it on one apple. An odd shimmer surrounded the apple as he thought about it slowing. Minus fifty mana. The apple slowed by fifty percent. He willed it to almost stop. Slowed ninety percent. Backing up, he watched as it hung in the air while burning through his mana. He could keep this up for six seconds until his mana was gone. He tossed a dagger at the apple and it slipped through, sticking in the tree behind it. He walked up and grabbed it out of the air as his mana depleted. The headache wasn¡¯t as bad as he expected. He stood and entered meditation for a minute and was mostly recharged. While his eyes were closed, something was different. He could see where his dagger was in his mind. He could see and feel it. He remembered will of the void, which was just unlocked, and that his void sense had leveled up. There must be synergy in void skills. He tried to place the void element in the system based on what he had learned and his gaming knowledge. Void seemed like time and space. It was the absence of anything, like in space. But his time ability suggested that the void was related to time and space. His void sense showing him the fabric of reality supported that idea. He opened his eyes and looked at the dagger. He opened his hand and held it out, willing it to come to his hand. It wiggled a little. He imagined the feeling of it touching his hand and willed it to come to him. It pulled out of the tree and flew into his grip. The void was blowing his mind. He tried it with the apple but nothing happened. It must be a void thing, hence the name. He practiced throwing his daggers at the tree, getting a feel for them. It was almost like an out-of-body proprioception, the sense of their weight and position in the world. Kind of like walking with his eyes closed. He could feel them and was drawn to them. He relaxed his void sense and let it run rampant. When he threw a dagger, he could will its trajectory to bend. He could even recall the daggers to his hand. He decided to test void storage. He opened void storage and a portal-like hole appeared in his palm, slipping the dagger inside until it vanished. Closing his eyes, he could see it or feel it in his storage. It felt alive, as if it chose to store the dagger. He thought about it in his hand and a small void portal formed in his palm. The dagger was suddenly there.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. He realized he had tears on his face from excitement. He stored everything he had on him¡ªhis extra set of clothes, his bag, his daggers, potions, food, void items, and lock picks. Back in his room, he stored everything he owned in void storage. He even tried storing the clothes he was wearing, and they faded into the void. He selected another set, which appeared on him almost instantly. He paused for a moment of deep gratitude for the powers he had gained and the void itself. Then he realized he was going to be late. He activated temporal dilation on himself, setting his intention to speed up time by one hundred percent. He started running toward the forest. In six seconds, with his new stats and running at double speed, he only covered about half a football field. He recalled the world record for a 5k being just over twelve minutes back home. If thirty stamina represented peak human levels, his thirty stamina and twenty five agility put him at Olympian levels. He had to stop as his head felt like it would explode from burning through his mana to empty. Without focusing on the pain, it was rough. He decided surprise brain pain was worse than expected. He realized that even though he could command time to speed his body up, he still needed the physical stats to handle the effort or pay the price. Physically, he had sprinted a full football field in six seconds and felt the toll it had taken. He knew with more mana, he could do much more. He activated Eye of the storm to rebuild his mana and recover his stamina. He easily jogged the rest of the way to the forest. He felt like he could jog for miles but guessed he could only sprint six or more. With temporal dilation, all sped up actions doubled the toll on his body. He decided to practice the skill and work on building his stats. He met up with Ezra in the forest. Focusing his void sense, he could feel her presence and knew which direction she was in. She met him, and they searched for a secluded clearing where they could focus without distractions. He told her to meditate with him. He wanted to see how her void energy was tuned. They sat cross legged, closed their eyes, and delved into the depths of their connection to the void. Its energy swirled around them, vast and unseen, waiting to be harnessed. Zaro focused on the void, seeking guidance and knowledge. He made sure to feel the void energy and move it through his body as he meditated. He explained to Ezra what it should feel like and described what he was doing. He concentrated on his connection with Ezra. Adding her to his family had forged a link between them, a shared awareness that transcended physical boundaries. He could sense her in the world. He told her to begin training and said he would catch up. As Ezra practiced her new Void Flash abilities, Zaro felt gratitude for everything that had happened to him. Whatever this accident or glitch was, it had changed his life. Ezra struggled through a learning curve but adapted quickly. Zaro guessed it was her Elven blood. Void Dash turned her into a blur of motion, letting her traverse the clearing in half a second, about three meters at most. Shadow Direct created a small ripple in the shadows, allowing her to redirect an attack up to ten feet away. She used it to fire an arrow in front of her, which entered a small shadow and emerged behind her, hitting a target without turning around. She wasn¡¯t just redirecting arrows but her own strikes, creating a disorienting and deadly fighting style. Phantom Flurry, combined with her natural agility, made her a whirlwind of attacks. She could loose six arrows as fast as one, raining them down with blinding speed and pinpoint accuracy. They trained for days, sharpening their skills and deepening their bond. Zaro felt a growing sense of responsibility toward Ezra, protectiveness rooted not only in their friendship but in the connection forged by the void. She was his first Void Family member, his trusted ally in uncharted territory. It was time for them to fight. They needed to test their skills against each other. Zaro had a few potions on hand just in case. He asked Ezra if she was ready. She flashed a mischievous grin with a slight eyebrow wiggle and agreed. Zaro tossed her a crimson potion, and they moved to their starting positions. Friendly Void Spar Alright, Ezra, let''s see what you''ve got. No holding back. Zaro summoned his void daggers, their shadowy forms a stark contrast to the vibrant green of the forest clearing. A cool sensation washed over him as the void energy flowed into the weapons, their edges humming with barely contained power. With a flick of his wrist, he sent one dagger hurtling towards Ezra. She reacted instantly, a blur of motion as she activated Void Dash. Zaro felt a faint ripple in the void as she teleported, reappearing a few feet to the side, narrowly evading the dagger''s path. But Zaro had already anticipated her move. Using Will of the Void, he commanded the dagger to alter its trajectory. It bent mid-air, an unnatural arc following Ezra''s movement. Zaro sensed her surprise through their shared link, a flicker of alarm as the dagger closed in. With lightning reflexes honed by years of training and amplified by her Void Flash abilities, Ezra activated Shadow Direct. A ripple of darkness appeared before the dagger, swallowing it whole. For a split second, it vanished, only to reappear an instant later, hurtling back towards Zaro. Zaro''s Void Sense allowed him to track its movement, even as it emerged from the shadow, aimed directly at his face. He tilted his head slightly, a smirk playing on his lips, and raised his left hand. The dagger thudded into his palm, the impact surprisingly gentle. Ezra didn''t miss a beat. She nocked an arrow, her movements fluid and precise. The arrowhead shimmered with void energy, a clear sign she wasn''t holding back. Void Arrow, she called out, loosing the projectile. Zaro guessed she had learned a new skill, impressed. The arrow streaked towards him, a dark blur against the vibrant backdrop of the forest. He activated Void Step, the familiar sensation of displacement washing over him as he teleported a short distance. But Ezra, anticipating his move, had already fired another arrow, this one aimed at his predicted location. Zaro could dodge again, but a sudden thought struck him. He had doubled his vitality; it was time to see what this upgrade could really do. He let the arrows fly, a calculated risk to test his newfound resilience. The first arrow struck his shoulder, a sharp pain that quickly dulled to a throbbing ache. The second arrow found its mark in his thigh. He winced, but the pain was surprisingly manageable. It felt as though the arrowheads had met an unseen barrier beneath his skin, their momentum halted by some internal force. They lodged in his muscles, the shafts protruding at odd angles. Interesting. Zaro snapped the shafts, leaving the arrowheads embedded. He continued moving, testing his range of motion. The pain was there, but it wasn''t debilitating. And as he watched, fascinated, the arrowheads slowly worked their way out of his body, pushed out by some unseen regenerative force. His vitality, which had dipped by 50 points, steadily climbed back up, 2 points per second. There was a 3-second delay until the healing started. Ezra stared, her eyes wide with surprise. Zaro grinned. Looks like I''ve got a bit more durability than before, Zaro said, flexing his bicep. She recovered quickly, her surprise replaced by fierce determination. She activated Phantom Flurry, and a storm of arrows filled the air. Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. This time, Zaro wasn''t taking any chances. He activated Temporal Dilation on himself at 90 percent speed up, the world around him slowing to a crawl. Ezra''s arrows hung suspended, their deadly points inches from his face. He could feel the void energy draining from him, 50 MP per second, but it was a small price to pay for this level of control. He weaved between the arrows, a graceful dance amidst the frozen projectiles. Two seconds stretched into an eternity, giving him ample time to admire the intricate details of each arrowhead, the way the void energy shimmered along their edges. He gently tapped each arrow and released Temporal Dilation. The world snapped back in motion with the arrows flying away from him to the ground. Ezra was stunned, her eyes went wide for a brief moment and she recovered fast. She couldn''t tell if Zaro had moved with incredible speed or simply teleported. Either way, she was clearly impressed. With a flick of his wrist, Zaro summoned his remaining dagger from his void storage. It materialized in his hand, a cool weight settling into his palm. He adopted a ready stance, his senses heightened, his body thrumming with void energy. Ezra, momentarily stunned by Zaro''s apparent speed, stumbled backward. She activated Void Dash, teleporting behind him, her bow still drawn. Zaro pivoted, facing her, his dagger held at the ready. They circled each other, the air thick with tension and the hum of void energy. The forest floor crunched beneath their feet, the only sound in the otherwise silent clearing. This is getting good, Zaro said, a thrill coursing through him. The void whispered encouragement, its energy fueling his excitement. Indeed it is, Ezra replied, her eyes sparkling with a competitive fire. They lunged at each other, their weapons clashing in a flurry of steel and shadow. Ezra''s movements were a blur, her agility enhanced by Void Dash and Phantom Flurry. But Zaro countered with Void Step, his newfound agility and strength allowing him to match her speed. Their blades met, sparks flying as they traded blows. The clang of metal echoed through the clearing, a symphony of combat. Ezra''s Shadow Direct kept Zaro on his toes, her attacks appearing from unexpected angles. But Zaro adapted, using Will of the Void to manipulate his daggers, their trajectories unpredictable and deadly. He willed his daggers back to his hand and put two in void storage. He noticed the void looked almost like a hand grabbed them and pulled them inside the void. Odd, but cool. They fought with a ferocity that surprised even Zaro. Ezra was a whirlwind of motion, her attacks relentless. But Zaro was fueled by the thrill of the battle, the power of the void surging through his veins. He felt a connection to Ezra through their shared void link, a sense of camaraderie amidst the fierce competition. As the fight progressed, Zaro realized that Ezra was more than just a follower, a member of his Void Family. She was a true warrior, a partner in this grand adventure. And as they pushed each other to their limits, Zaro felt a sense of pride, a deep respect for her skills and determination. This is what it means to be a Voidwalker, Zaro thought to himself. It''s not just about power, it''s about connection, about forging bonds that transcend the boundaries of the physical world. It made him want to grow his family faster. Zaro chased her with a three-punch combo. She jumped off the tree trunk and flipped over him while firing a shot off. He fired five void bolts at her, vaporizing her arrow and grazing her shoulder. As the last bolt was going to strike, she used Shadow Direct, and it was hitting him in the chest in an instant. If he lost his focus, she would get a clean hit in. Minus 40 vitality. Zaro decided to turn up the intensity. He void stepped to her flank and pulled her backward on her right, then shadow stepped around her to deliver a crisp sidekick that shot her back six feet into a tree. The impact knocked the bark off, and she lay there, shirt torn open and coughing some blood up. He rushed over and helped her up. Drink your potion. She recovered, and they practiced a bit more. The fight continued, a breathtaking display of skill and power. But as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the clearing, they eventually called a truce, both of them breathless and exhilarated. Ezra void dashed close to Zaro and shot a flurry of arrows at his left. He started to dodge when her Void Direct kicked in and turned him into a hedgehog. Minus 150 health. He ignored the pain and shot a void bolt off to get her to dodge them, then void stepped in for a shadow strike that she didn''t dodge. Instead, she used Void Direct again to open a portal that made him attack himself. The shadow strike hit his stomach while she used the opening to pull her sword and pommel strike him in the nose. It blurred his vision, and she was suddenly behind him slashing. Three clean attacks. Minus 75 health. He rolled to the side and fired another void bolt, which she dodged. Then immediately, she void dashed to him and used the Void Flurry to stab him, just avoiding his vital areas, until he had to use Temporal Dilation and slow her 90 percent. Minus 125 health. Zaro charged his fist with three times the energy and punched her sword arm with Shadow Strike as he released his ability, and her arm broke, her sword falling to the grass. She took a knee and couldn''t understand how it all happened. He moved in and gave her a vitality potion. Her arm began to heal immediately and was good as new within a minute. That was amazing, Ezra exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. You too, Zaro replied, grinning. We''ve both come a long way. System alert. Achievement unlocked. Lesser Glutton for Punishment. You absorbed over 300 damage in one battle. Reward 5 stat points. Awesome, Zaro thought. He suggested a mediation session. They began, their breathing slowing, their minds calming. The forest sounds surrounded them, a soothing symphony of birdsong and rustling leaves. Zaro pulled some tea and dried fruit from his void storage, and they shared a quiet meal, the warmth of the setting sun bathing them in a golden glow. Zaro knew that this was just the beginning of their journey, a journey that would lead them to greatness, to a destiny intertwined with the whispers of the void. And with Ezra by his side, he faced the future with newfound confidence, ready to embrace whatever challenges lay ahead. The Guild You know that moment in every RPG where someone realizes they forgot something stupidly obvious. Like carrying health potions into a boss fight or saving before talking to that suspiciously helpful NPC. He had just experienced this. After all that leveling and nearly dying multiple times, thanks for nothing, gaming gods. He realized he had never actually joined the guild. That basic tutorial step that every game beats over someone''s head. What kind of protagonist forgets to join the guild? This kind, Zaro thought. Roll credits. After saying goodbye to Ezra, Zaro headed back to his room for some quality meditation time. And by quality, he meant sitting cross legged like a wannabe kung fu master until his legs went numb. But hey, it had just hit level 2, so now he could recover two whole points and even do it standing up. He still needed to close his eyes, though. Sleep should have been impossible with all the plot points bouncing around in his head, but apparently, his body decided to skip straight to morning. One second he was vertical; the next, it was dawn. Thank the gods for natural teleportation magic called sleep. Now, let¡¯s talk about the absolute madman at the inn who used geyser attacks to fill bathtubs. Picture a guy who definitely picked water bending as his starter class but ended up working customer service instead of becoming the Avatar. When the man told Zaro to wait for the water to cool down, Zaro did what any sane person would do. He jumped right in like it was a Dark Souls hot tub. Between his new vitality stat and meditation spam, he could heal faster than he took damage. The worker¡¯s face screamed, ¡°This isn¡¯t normal,¡± but sometimes, Zaro figured, you had to break the meta. The Everlight Adventurers Guild looked exactly as someone would expect. Some architect had clearly played too much castle builder simulator. There were peaks and spires that would make Hogwarts feel architecturally inadequate. The banners had a dragon wrapped around a sword and a spellbook because apparently, three cool things equal one super cool thing. Marketing 101. A couple of veterans stumbled past looking like they had just rage-quit a raid boss. Their armor was still smoking, which either meant they fought a dragon or tried cooking with Gordon Ramsay. Behind them came Miss Perfect Knight, whose armor was so shiny it probably counted as a legal mirror in three kingdoms. Meanwhile, Zaro was rocking the starter gear look because somebody, system designers, thought it would be fun to make him spend all his gold on basic necessities. The great hall was peak fantasy clich¨¦, and Zaro meant that in the best way possible. There were muscle-bound warriors comparing sword sizes. Pause. A bearded squad of mages probably arguing about whether fireball magic was overrated. And some halfling at the counter showing off what they claimed was a basilisk fang. Spoiler alert¡ªit was probably a really big tooth from fantasy Walmart. Something caught Zaro¡¯s eye near the entrance. A weathered old man with a cart full of scrolls and maps. His sign read, Maps for Sale Guaranteed Accurate or Your Money Back in 50 Years. The kind of vendor that usually had that one key item needed for a quest later. Zaro¡¯s genre-savvy senses were tingling. Hey there, friend, the vendor called out as Zaro approached. Looking for adventure? I got maps for every taste. Dungeons, treasure spots, ancient ruins. Even got one for the best taverns in the kingdom, though that one¡¯s more popular with the bards. A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. Zaro browsed through the collection until a detailed map of the region caught his eye. The moment he touched it, his system pinged. Map Updated, 17 Points of Interest Added New Locations Available for Teleportation Crystal Use Hidden Locations Detected ??? Well, that was convenient. Zaro handed over the coins and made a mental note to check out some of those question marks later. Everyone knows those are where the good loot is hidden. The Guildmaster¡¯s office belonged to one Barrock Shieldheart, which sounded like someone mashed the random fantasy name generator button until something stuck. Zaro knocked on the door, half expecting to trigger a cutscene. The voice that answered could have been the FUS RO DAH of door-opening commands. Inside, instead of the typical compensation throne room, Zaro found what looked like a warrior¡¯s man cave. The walls had the usual trophies¡ªan ancient sword looking mighty cursed, a dragon tooth radiating definitely cursed vibes, and a banner that had seen more battles than a Dark Souls player¡¯s controller. Barrock himself looked like someone had taken a dwarf, dunked him in badass sauce, and sprinkled him with I-have-seen-some-stuff seasoning. His silver-streaked beard could not hide scars that screamed epic quest rewards. He sat behind a desk that looked carved from an ancient tree trunk¡ªthe kind that had witnessed more adventures than most warriors. So, he rumbled, his gaze could have turned a stone golem to gravel. What is it that brings you to my office? Zaro told him that he wanted to skip the bronze and silver rank and go straight to gold. You want to skip ranks? His laugh could have stunned a raid boss. Barrock had definitely maxed out his intimidation stat. His expression shifted like someone spotting an interesting puzzle piece. Before we discuss trials, there is something we need to verify. He stood up from behind his desk, and watching a dwarf unfold to nearly six feet tall was somewhat disconcerting. Hit me. Zaro blinked. Come again? You heard me, lad. Show me what you¡¯ve got. Right here. Barrock tapped his chest, covered in what looked like mithril-reinforced leather. Full strength. No fancy tricks. Just raw power. Zaro hesitated. Was this a test? It had to be, but still¡­ He settled into a stance that would make his old boxing coach proud. Right foot planted, weight balanced. Everything they teach about generating power from the ground up. He pivoted off his right foot, turning his hips into it like he was trying to punch through Barrock rather than at him. The mechanics felt different with Zaro¡¯s enhanced stats, like his body was a finely tuned engine instead of clunky machinery. His fist connected with a sound like a thunderclap. The impact sent a shock up his arm, but his enhanced body absorbed it better than expected. Barrock just stood there, stroking his beard thoughtfully. Hmm, he mused. Decent form. Good power for a newcomer. His eyes narrowed slightly, and Zaro felt the telltale tingle of someone trying to analyze his stats. The frown that followed told Zaro his precautions had worked. Barrock¡¯s magical probing revealed about as much as trying to read a book underwater. But you¡¯ll need more than raw strength for what is coming. Before we get to your trials, tell me something. The Whispering Caves. Word is the corruption there nearly pushed it to level 50. Nasty business. But suddenly, it¡¯s clear as spring water. You wouldn¡¯t happen to know anything about that, would you? Zaro tried not to look too suspicious. Oh, that place? Yeah, me and my team cleared it out. With four people, it wasn¡¯t so bad. Barrock¡¯s eyebrows shot up so fast they might have escaped his face. Not so bad, he says. The corruption that had three Silver-ranked teams running scared, and you cleaned it up with four people. Well, then. Barrock pulled out a hefty coin purse and a scroll from his desk. Eight hundred gold for services rendered to the guild and one Gold rank quest completion added to your record. The guild rewards those who get results, whether they¡¯re members or not. Though I suspect you will be soon enough. If you''ve already got 1 gold rank quest completion we can potentially bend the rules. He unrolled the scroll, revealing an intricate dungeon map. Zaro¡¯s system pinged again. Dungeon Map Added. The Forgotten Archive New Location Available for Teleportation Crystal Use. Warning. Recommended Level 35. Notable Enemies, Wraiths. Two trials, Barrock continued. First, there¡¯s this magical book that is playing hard to get. Think of it as a fetch quest with attitude. Second, a dungeon run where you will need to keep some NPCs alive. And trust me, these NPCs make Skyrim followers look like tactical geniuses. I also would like 2 silver quests done. But when you have time. This is more just to help get rid of some beasts. Before you go, Barrock added. Here take this temporary gold medallion. It will get you into the labyrinth. If you do well, might earn one of your own. It was basically just a gold playing card on a chain. Before Barrock handed it to Zaro void sense let him see the slight mana pressed into it by Barrock. Good luck Zaro, Barrock said while giving a small wave. As Zaro left the office, coin purse heavier and map updated, he couldn¡¯t help but grin. Time to speedrun this guild quest line. What¡¯s the worst that could happen? Shadow Boxing Listen I know what you are thinking. How hard can catching a book really be? Well lets dive into Zaros'' absolutely delightful adventure in the most hardcore library ever created. The librarian insisted he take a lantern despite his protests. He said, look lady I can literally sense things through the void but she wasn''t having it. Pretty sure she practiced that disapproving look in the mirror. Fine. He stuffed the completely useless lantern in his void storage alongside his Void Fang daggers. Happy now? He thought. System Quest. Clear the archives. Reward knowledge of the void. The archives stretched out below like someone had taken every creepy library level from every horror game ever and smooshed them together. Perfect place to test out Shadow Camouflage. He activated his ability and. STEALTH ATTEMPT FAILED flashed in his vision like a big neon sign saying HERE I AM COME KILL ME. Analyze triggered immediately. Four level 7 shadow wraiths materialized. Thanks tutorial message I can count. He thought. The wraiths looked like someone had taken regular ghosts and dipped them in ink. Their forms twisted and writhed tentacles of pure darkness whipping through the air. His void sense lit them up like Christmas trees. Time to put these tutorials to use. Health 800. Mana 400. Stamina full. Lets dance. He called a Void Fang from his void storage and let it fly. The dagger struck true, actually staggering the wraith. Physical damage for the win. He quick swapped to his second dagger as two wraiths flanked him while another tried for a frontal assault. The fourth hung back gathering dark energy. Zaro''s analyze skill picked up their attack patterns. These things fought like a unit. A psychic blast from one of the flankers hit like a migraine with attitude. Health dropped to 750 and he felt that three second regeneration delay kick in. Choosing to swap his health for vitality was the best thing he could have done. The regeneration is like how vampires regenerate. It''s quite a feeling. The wraith on his right landed another hit dropping him to 700 but it didn''t matter. He was already regenerating and fighting back. Two health point per second might not sound like much but it was already making a difference. Zaro void stepped behind the rear caster, shadow strike ready. His void enhanced fist connected and this time the wraith actually shrieked. Fresh damage from one of the wraiths took him down to 675 but his regeneration kept steadily ticking upward. The consistent healing gave him options. Zaro deliberately left an opening taking a hit that dropped him lower but let him land a devastating counter attack with his third Void Fang. The steady regen meant he could take calculated risks. He was getting used to the feeling of a tank build. Enemy defeated, 200 experience gained. Two down, two to go. The fight devolved into a dance of void steps and precise dagger strikes. He kept moving, never letting them surround him. His void armor absorbed glancing blows while he picked them apart one by one. Each new hit just meant he needed to focus more and recharge the void shield. The wraiths seemed confused by his increasing aggression. Yeah that''s right boys, I can heal through your damage. Zaro thought. Will of the void allowed him to throw two daggers at the wraith on the left, when it tried to dodge he snapped the daggers back on track and sent a void bolt on impact it became dust. He earned another 100 experience from that wraith. 2700 more to level up to 11. The final wraith caught a flurry of 1 shadow strike and some void fang swipes to send it to Valhalla. Enemy defeated, 100 experience gained. 2600 to level 11. That left him at 600 Health. Mana 160 of 400. His regeneration still slowly ticking away toward recovery. Nothing a little Eye Of The Storm can''t fix to speed things up. He sat down right there and closed his eyes feeling both regeneration and meditation stacking to restore his stats. The library felt different through void sense alone. Peaceful almost. Stats restored. Time for anchor number two. Three level 10 wraiths this time. Analyze showed these boys meant business. Their forms were more solid darkness rolling off them in waves. Zaro quick drew two Void Fangs from storage and let them fly as he double charged his void shield. One connected but the second wraith just caught the blade. Rude. He summoned his void sword feeling its familiar weight materialize in his hands. The fight got serious fast. They coordinated perfectly trying to take him out and put his picture on the back of a milk carton. One attacking high one low while the third launched psychic assault after psychic assault. Zaros'' void armor strained under the assault but his healing never stopped. He called his daggers back with force and they did damage on their way to his hand, he let void storage absorb them. He void stepped behind their formation and activated temporal dilation 50% speed increase. Everything slowed except him. The strain burned through mana but gave him the edge he needed. Three seconds of enhanced speed let him land critical hits on two wraiths with direct stabs from the sword. He fired void bolts and finished both off while the third caught him with a darkness enhanced backhand that sent him flying into a bookshelf. Health 500 of 800. The impact reset his brain and woke up the anger sharks. Zaro pulled his void sword close to a defensive position and prepared for round two. The final wraith went down to a combination of blade work and shadow strikes. Health recovering steadily at one point per second. Mana 50 of 400. Another tranquility skill break. Zaro earned 450 experience from these guys. 2150 to level up.A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. System alert, Shadow Strike level 2. At least I''m still getting stronger. He thought. Zaro took a break and ate a little jerky while he recovered. Then he double charged his void shield which would block around 50 damage and looked at his shadow strike at level 2 cost 15 mana and now does 60 damage per strike. His void bolt does 40 damage and also costs 15 mana. He thought, I really need to level my main skills up, and it seems like they level faster in combat. The third anchor practically screamed trap. Analyze confirmed his worst fears. Three level 20 shadow wraiths. Their forms were almost solid darkness crystallized into armor. These weren''t random spawns. They were guardians. The biggest one spoke in Zaro''s mind. PROVE YOUR WORTH. Oh its gonna be like that huh? Zaro yelled. He felt the familiar heat building in his chest as the wraiths launched their first assault. A blade of pure darkness nearly took his head off. A well timed void step took him away but the biggest wraiths attacks were perfectly timed, striking just as his footing was almost set. Zaro wanted to make the most of this battle for leveling purposes. He ran toward the closest wraith and stabbed a dagger in then hit the pommel with a vicious palm strike to really get some depth. The armor of the beast gave significant resistance and when he payed attention to void sense the wraiths still all appeared with a green inner outline to signify they were not hurt at all. The wraith threw a swipe at his torso and he blocked it at the elbow bend before it had built up momentum with his left hand while using shadow strike with his right hand to punch the dagger deeper into it''s chest then he held that right arm with his left hand and blocked the creatures follow up swipe with its left arm while grabbing the right arm at what would be it''s wrist and immediately putting his right arm around it''s head and whipping his hips for a perfect snap that hip tossed the wraith with velocity at its buddy that had crept for the sneak attack. The creature was yellow now indicating it took moderate damage, finally. Zaro charged a void bolt at 5 times the charge aiming for 200 damage to anyone that came close enough to catch a beating. He jumped up to dodge a blade from wraith number 2 and void stepped to flank them all. He needed to make sure he was not surrounded. He let the void bolt go and it made contact with wraith number 2, knocking it back into the wall stunning it. That''s when he realized wraith number 3 had an energy he had never seen. His void sense showed him the radiating energy field. That''s when he realized his mistake. The third wraith was healing his buddies. Wraith 2 was green again and wraith one went from red to yellow as he made the realization. Zaro had blown through around one third his mana and accomplished nothing. If he didn''t finish this fast, he might not make it. Zaro charged his shadow strike and ran toward wraith 1, with the dagger embedded in his chest and just as he threw his punch his fist was deflected by an ethereal blade from wraith number 2 that stuck into his wrist, almost 2 inches deep taking 50 damage and shattering his void shield. Zaro jumped backwards and popped a health potion. Time to end this. He triggered Void Rage and the world turned red. Zaro used brevity to look at what void rage does to his stats and he saw it adds plus 10 to all stats! The crimson timer appeared. 60 seconds. His void energy shifted crackling with renewed power as his eyes took on that telling crimson tint. Between his unstoppable regeneration and Void Rage he almost felt invincible. First things first, he recalled his void sword and spent 10 seconds of rage forming a crimson charge of pure void energy around it which made it double in size. It was about 6 inches wide now and 3 feet long, with a very sharp energy edge. The remaining 50 seconds would have to be enough. The biggest wraith actually took a step back. Yeah you should be worried big guy. Zaro taunted. His first strike cut clean through its defensive barrier as he used his left hand to send a void bolt into it''s face trying desperately to add another permanent hole as a new feature to its head. The wraith started to scream in his mind but was interrupted by the unexpected void bolt. He was past caring about psychic attacks. Rage let him ignore the pain and helped him push through. The slow healing kept him alive while rage let him work with destructive force. The second wraith tried to flank. Zaro caught its darkness blade on his void sword and the channeled rage and stats overpowered its guard completely. The following void bolt charged times 3 and enhanced by rage nearly tore it in half. 35 seconds left. The third, healer or leader wraith launched a combined assault with the injured first wraith. Darkness and psychic energy rolled off them in waves. He void stepped through their attack and it caught them off guard. The blade of rage carved through their defenses like they were made of paper. Each strike spent precious seconds of rage time but the devastation was worth it. The smallest wraith fell first its form unable to maintain cohesion against the crimson void energy. 15 seconds remaining. The leader rushed with everything it had. It''s blade met the rage enhanced blade in a clash that would have made Obi Wan proud. Each strike spent another second of rage but he pressed the advantage. Between regeneration slowly keeping Zaro alive and rage letting him ignore the pain he was unstoppable. The leader wraith did penetrate Zaro''s defenses with psychic energy blasts emoting from its helmet and physical blade swiped slicing his abdomen and chest causing 400 damage total. With 5 seconds left Zaro poured everything into one final attack. The crimson blade extended and shifted then became a spiral of pure destructive force. He swiped his almost signature big Z into it''s form and sent it back to the after life. He heard a deep, phantom. WORTHY the big wraith admitted before exploding with it''s remaining energy that tore through his body as it seemed to be physical damage mixed with psychic. The explosion did 200 damage and was unexpected. This left Zaro with 200 health and bloody and in immense pain as the rage timer hit zero. He collapsed to his knees. his health slowly ticking up two point at a time. Worth it. System alert. 3 level 20 wraiths defeated. 900 experience gained. 1,250 experience to level 11. ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED WRAITH HUNTER Passive Skill Gained. Psychic Resistance Level 1 Regeneration has reached Level 2 Health Recovery Rate increased to 3 health per second. Quest completed. Reward, Void Legacy Scroll added to void storage. Bonus reward. Wraith cloak added to void storage. Good thing I got this cloak, because my tunic is shredded. Zaro thought. When he equipped the cloak it felt like someone pulled the sleeves on for him, like the void storage had its own hands. He dismissed the thought. Analyze gave him some great information. Here''s a clean, self-contained Wraith Cloak system ready for implementation: Wraith Cloak. The cloak feeds on void energy stolen through Void Drain, absorbing 50% of all drained energy if activated. Self repairs using void energy at 1 mana per point of durability. Current Level, 1. Void Energy Absorbed. 0 of 1000. Grade, Uncommon. Durability. 100. Active Effects. Merges with void armor. 5% damage reduction. Basic shadow aesthetic. Self repair capability. This information tells me I can upgrade the cloak, that''s perfect! Zaro thought. Plus it looks cool. He activated Void shield to see what it would do. The shield covered him and the cloak as if they were made for each other. This system must know what it''s doing, Zaro thought. He would wait to read the scroll until later. Zaro grabbed the stupid book which had been watching the whole thing like it was ringside at WWE and limped his way upstairs. His newly improved regeneration slowly but surely bringing him back from the brink at three health per second. Still took forever. 200 seconds to full health. Still not bad. He thought. Zaro stood there and used his tranquility based skill for a minute so he could get his bearing. Then went upstairs. The librarian took one look at his condition and smiled. Slow clapped like he had just finished some anime training arc. Zaro decided right then that he was never returning an overdue book to this library. They take their late fees way too seriously. Next time on Dragon Ball Z. I mean our totally original adventure. We find out if Zaro can keep NPCs alive in a fire dungeon. Because clearly he is doing so well at keeping himself alive. He needs a healer. And a drink. Not necessarily in that order. By The Numbers After that library quest, Zaro needed some serious meditation time. And by meditation time, he meant sitting down and finally figuring out what the hell this system is all about. The librarian''s smug face was still haunting him as he set up camp in a small clearing just outside the city. I mean, who puts combat wraiths in a library? That''s like putting sharks in a swimming pool. Technically effective security, but massive overkill. Zaro chuckled to himself. Zaro found a fallen tree that provided a nice log to lean back on. He got comfortable and pulled up the system interface. System, show me everything. SYSTEM STARTUP INITIATED. Loading Basic Functions. Collecting Void Data. Searching for Manual. Manual Not Found. Attempting to Recreate Manual. Recreation Failed. Loading Backup Systems. Convincing Stats to Display. Warning, Sarcasm Levels Critical Adjusting Parameters. Loading Complete! SYSTEM TIP. Remember, Aetherium can upgrade your system! SYSTEM TIP. Tap screen to subscribe to giraffe facts... Just kidding, this isn''t a touchscreen. PATCH NOTES version 1 dot 1. Fixed issue where Void Step occasionally teleported users into walls. Adjusted meditation to prevent accidental astral projection. Removed feature where saying I am the void actually worked. Added comprehensive stat comparison to normal humans. Bug fix. Users can no longer accidentally create black holes while sneezing. A comprehensive interface materialized before him. Finally, some straight answers. Let me break this down for my own sanity and yours, future me, when you inevitably question your life choices. He thought. Base Stats Breakdown, according to this surprisingly snarky system. Level 10. Class Voidwalker. HP 800. MP 400. Attributes. Strength 30. Started at 7. What this means in human terms. 10 is average joe who hits the gym occasionally 20 is that guy who never shuts up about crossfit 30 is could probably juggle horses but still-struggles with pickle jars level.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. System Note. Please do not attempt to juggle horses Agility 25. Started at 3. Quick Reference. 10 means you can chase down a bus... and still miss it. 20 is soccer pro quick. 25 means you could probably race a cheetah, for about three steps. 30 would be peak human ability level. Think Olympics quality or parkour master or master of speed jump roping. System Note. Cheetah racing not recommended. Intelligence 40. Started at 8. Brain Power Scale. 10 is solving a rubik''s cube in under a day 20 is solving quantum physics for fun 30 is understanding why kids love cinnamon toast crunch. System Note. Results may vary based on breakfast cereal preference Realistically, the intelligence stat didn''t actually seem to raise Zaro''s IQ. It just seemed to grease the wheels and make his brain work smoother. And powered his mana. Vitality 800. Thanks system reward! Instead of basic HP that just goes down until you die like some amateur, vitality gives you that sweet, sweet regeneration. Three second delay after damage, then health goes up by 3 per second while in combat. All regeneration seemed to happen much faster outside of combat. Stack that with meditation and he might be a basic bootleg Wolverine. Stamina 30. Started at 8. Endurance Scale. 10 is climbing a few flights of stairs without dying. 20 is marathon runner territory. 30 is that one guy who never gets tired at parties System Note. Dancing skills not included. It''s basically peak human level stamina. Mana 400 Which means he can spam void bolts like a kid who just discovered the fireball button in their first RPG. ACHIEVEMENT PROGRESS. First Blood. Heart of Gold. City Slicker. Squad Goals. Giant Slayer. Wraith Hunter. Lesser Glutton for Punishment. Eight Legged Freaks Minor. Finding System Manual. 0 of 1. Good luck with that one. Unspent stat points 1, skill points 6, unspent skill upgrade points 4. Let''s look at skills for upgrade. Skills. Vitality Regeneration Level 2 Analyze Level 2. Void Bolt Level 2. Void Sense Level 2. Void Control Level 2. Void Drain Level 1. Void Step Level 2. Void Shield Level 2. Temporal Dilation Level 1. Shadow Camouflage Level 1. Eye of the Storm Level 2. Will of the Void Level 1. Zaro considered which skill would be best to upgrade. He decided on the tranquility skill tree and upgraded Eye of the Storm to level 5. Eye of the Storm. Level 5. Recovery is 5 points per second. User keeps situational awareness, but cannot perform tasks that require concentration. The user can also move a little bit. Walking or any activity that doesn''t require concentration. The user must remain focused on keeping the skill active or the effect is broken. After spending 3 skill upgrade points on this meditation skill, Zaro wanted to see what he could do with it and how it felt now. He got comfortable and sat down. Then activated Eye of the Storm. He wanted to see if he could impact it with breathing techniques. He started with basic breathing exercises, then moved on to more advanced techniques. Box breathing, reverse breathing, that weird thing where you hold your breath until you see stars, you know, the classics. That''s when things got interesting. Through his void sense, he could see two distinct types of energy swirling inside of himself. Everytime he used void sense during meditation it would break the meditation skill and he would have to start it up again. The two energies were there. The familiar void energy, dark and powerful, and something new, a green energy that reminded him of the chee he had learned about it while in martial arts back home. Zaro tried separating the energies, moving them through his body like he was playing the world''s most dangerous game of spiritual ping pong. He imagined compressing the energy with each inhale and expanding the energy with each exhale. He did this for 10 minutes until the energy was as small as a pea when compressed and then expanded it as far out as it would go. He saw it bloom out around himself like a dome, several feet away in all directions. SYSTEM ALERT. Aura discovered! Warning. Please do not attempt to go Super Sayan. Physics engine not equipped for hair color changes. He realized that his aura was his power level and life force energy. And it wanted to flow. He noticed the campfire in front of him flickered and swayed, responding to an invisible wind. Zaro also realized his aura could affect the world around him. Much like all the anime he used to watch. He spent the next few hours experimenting, pushing and pulling the energy, trying to shape it into something useful. And compressing the energy faster. Eight hours passed like minutes, and suddenly the sun was peeking over the horizon. Achievement unlocked. Minor Meditation Master. You have meditated for 8 consecutive hours. Reward. Being one with the universe is its own reward. Alright system, whatever. Zaro thought. The morning air was crisp and clear as Zaro started his jog back to Everlight. The sun''s rays filtered through the lush green canopy, dappling the well worn path with patches of golden light. With his new stats, he felt like he could run for days, his feet barely touching the ground as he moved through the tranquil forest. Though knowing his luck, he would probably trip over a rock and face plant in front of some legendary warrior. At least now he would regenerate from the embarrassment. Time to see what else this world has in store for him, he thought. Maybe he would even find that system manual. Yeah, right. And maybe Chad will admit his hat isn''t actually magical. Zaro joked to himself. As he ran he tried to really enjoy the freedom of movement as he felt the fresh clean air in his lungs and made sure not to let any of this gift be lost on him. He had big plans. Getting as strong as possible was high on that list. The Scenic Route Morning sunlight filtered through autumn leaves as Zaro followed the winding path back to Everlight. After his meditation session and stats upgrade, he decided to branch off the path and take the scenic route. Partially because he wanted to test his new stats, but mostly because the regular road was probably full of merchant caravans moving slower than Chad''s casting speed. The forest path cut through rolling hills dotted with ancient oaks. Their branches twisted toward the sky like gnarled fingers, probably with some deep symbolic meaning about reaching for your dreams. Or maybe they just grew funny. Hard to tell with trees. His enhanced agility made every step feel lighter, like gravity had decided to take a coffee break. He found himself bounding over fallen logs and weaving between trees just because he could. Thirty stamina meant he could probably run all day without breaking a sweat. Though knowing my luck, saying that out loud would summon a rampaging troll herd. He said to himself and chuckled. Void sense showed him hidden details he would have missed before. Small creatures scurrying through underbrush. The faint shimmer of morning dew. Even the remnants of old magic lingering in the stones of a crumbling wall. This place had history, layers of stories buried beneath moss and memories. He started looking through his inventory and remembered about that piece of Aetherium that he got from the whispering caves. He forgot he had stashed that in his void storage. He pulled it out and fed it to the system. He still had a few void gems and a bunch of void shards left over. He fed two of the void gems to it as well. System functionality 25% Updated user functions. Void energy consumed. Brevity upgraded. Brevity function at 33%. Now when Zaro accessed the system the world slowed 33%. It was noticeable and allowed for strategic planning. Very useful. He wondered what other secrets these woods held. As if answering his thought, the system pinged. SYSTEM ALERT Nest Detected. Warning Spider Den Located. Level 8 through 12 Void Corrupted Spiders. Estimated Count 24 Threat Level Medium. Potential Experience 50 per kill. Suggested Party Size 2 to 3. He skidded to a stop, dirt kicking up under his basic explorer boots. A cave mouth was noticeable between two ancient oaks, dark webs glistening with an unmistakable purple tinge. His void sense lit everything up like a Christmas tree. This is much more information than the system has ever given before. He thought. Perfect farming spot. Why are they corrupted? I don''t know. Maybe there is a corrupted or overcrowded dungeon or something. He would have to figure that out later. Zaro activated analyze and the system fed him a breakdown. Void Corrupted Cave Spiders. Level 10 average. Health 200 or 300 Notable Features Void infused webbing, poisonous bite, claw swipe. Weakness. Direct void energy disrupts their corruption. Void drain is super effective. Twenty four spiders at 50 experience each. That is around 1200 experience points. Just about what he needs for level 11. This is a perfect opportunity to level up void drain and get my overcharge on, he thought. Oh. I almost forgot about the cloak. I can start leveling this up too. Zaro thought about the cloak and the system pulled it up in his vision. He thought about charging it up and the square lit up green. He summoned his void fang and approached the cave. Three spiders the size of large dogs scuttled out, their eight eyes glowing with that familiar corrupted purple. Their mandibles clicked in what he chose to interpret as a dinner bell. Time to test these new stats. Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Zaro relied on his new stamina and ran as fast as he could to the group. He changed directions so fast if it were basketball, their ankles broke. Then he stabbed his dagger in the first one''s side and activated Void drain. 5% loss of stamina for the overcharged mana was worth it. He used that dog spider as a stepping stool to leap over it and its friends and get behind them. The stabbed spider was leaking a green liquid and toppled from the force of being used as a launchpad. Zaro stabbed the next spider while spamming void drain then put his hand on its head and hit it with a level 2 void bolts point blank and its head exploded green all over his hand. It burned and a status update. Poisoned. Popped up. Shit. Zaro kicked the corpse at the spider that was running up to strike as the first shot webs at him. He void stepped back to it and shot a double charged void bolt which blew a hole straight through it for a critical hit. He heard and felt the last one leaping toward him and rolled out of the way while launching a dagger at it which caught it in the throat. It fell over and was dead. Zaro willed the daggers back to his hands and tucked them in void storage as he checked his hand. The skin was red like it was infected and it hurt but really not too bad. It was taking 2 health per second but his vitality was healing 3 per second with the upgrade to level 2, so it was negligible. System alert, muted. No time. Four more spiders emerged from the cave. He had a stupid smile on from excitement. Time to get creative. Let''s see how far we can push this tank thing, he thought deviously. He activated temporal dilation, the world slowing to 90%. The spiders moved like they were swimming in molasses. Minus 50 Mama per second, but with this overcharge? Worth it. His new plan to not get covered in poison was to eliminate all threats but 1 and void drain that one then introduce death. After these 4 there shall be a new plan, probably. He thought. One leap and he was at spider number 1. A double order of void fang to the head and a void drain overcharged his mana and put him in position to dash left and punch spider number 2 until the inner highlight turned yellow, that was 3 regular punches. Zaro realized he hadn''t tested his strength yet without void abilities. If 30 strength was peak human physicality, he should be able to bench over 700 pounds and squat nearly one thousand. If his strength augmented shadow strike, it should do nearly 120 damage. By rough estimation. He focused and punched spider number 2 as hard as he could, for science. His arm went through it and he pulled his fist back covered in green blood. Zaro immediately canceled temporal dilation and still had 150 mana left. He grabbed the body of his last victim and pulled two legs off, then threw the body at spider number 3 and immediately followed up by impaling it with its good friends legs. Then he hammer fisted its head off using every ounce of strength and kicked that failed acupuncture trial at spider number 4 while void stepping to spider 1 and hitting it with void drain then point blank void bolt double charge converting it from living to worm food instantly. The last spider of the 4 recovered from getting clobbered by its brethren and shot webbing at Zaro and he let it hit his left arm while calling a dagger to his right hand. After I killed your brothers, I guess it''s only fair you get a hit in, he said to the spider, who probably doesn''t speak English. But he didn''t care. That spider webbed his arm up and approached as fast as it could and bit his leg. It hurt a lot more than he thought it would. Zaro used the webbed left hand as a rope and wrapped the webbing around the spider''s neck then pulled as hard as he could and the cracking sounds were disgusting. It stopped moving and he muted the notifications. He cut the webbing off with his dagger and popped a potion of healing from his void storage. That took care of the 100 damage he sustained while his vitality covered the poison status so it was technically nullified. 7 down, 18 or so left. His wraith cloak had received 10% charge so far. He entered the cave ready to kill everything. The remaining spiders began coordinating, trying to web him into a corner. Clever girls. But Zaro had delusions of grandeur. A spider dropped from the ceiling, mandibles aimed for his neck. He caught it with a vicious palm strike, then void drained its energy before it could recover. Then a void dagger knuckle sandwich turned it to mush. Another overcharge surged through his system. MP back to full and then some. Time to really have some fun. He thought. Zaro used a void step void drain combo on 9 more spiders not aiming to kill, just get the cloak charged up and level up his void drain skill. He was overcharged 100 mana but down 60% on stamina. The trade off was putting him at risk of getting hit. Wraith cloak 50% of the way there. Two bigger spiders spit poison at him while another two shot webbing. Temporal Dilation activated. Plus 90% speed. Everything became so slow he could have just taken a nap. Zaro pushed the spiders that were in the air and drained them then forcefully pushed as hard as he could and they slammed against the cave wall and splattered. Painting that wall green Then he shot void bolts at three other spiders, two shots each and jumped back to a safe spot in the room and resumed normal speed. His stamina was at 15%, and mana at 210. 5 more spiders met their spider gods this day. Then the recovery came that signified a level up. Renewed stats, stamina and a refreshed feeling. The survivors retreated deeper into the cave. He followed, void bolts lighting the way. The fight became a deadly dance of void steps, void drains, and precision strikes. Each drained spider recharged his mana past maximum, letting him chain abilities that would normally leave him depleted. Ten minutes later, he stood among many spider corpses, breathing hard but smiling like a maniac. 16 confirmed kills. His regeneration was already patching up the few bites that got through. He healed much more and faster out of combat. The funny thing about corrupted enemies is that they seem to feed his mana and when he kills them some leave behind teardrop gems of corrupted void energy, which is how he gained brevity. Also at times it''s more like a shard of corrupted energy. It looks and feels like black shadowy glass. He used it to make the daggers. This time he got 1 teardrop gem from the spiders. I''ll make sure to come back when they build up their nest again. Zaro thought. System Alert Experience gained 1800. System alert Zaro has reached level 11. 550 of 2700 until level 12. Level up. 10 stat points and 5 skill points received. 1 stat point, 6 skill points and 1 skill upgrade point banked. Zaro decided to bank all his points for now. He needed to figure out his build soon. Zaro finally had an opportunity to use his ability, field dress on all the spiders. He put the new crafting materials and the meat in his void storage. Items Obtained Void Infused Spider Silk 16, poison gland, 16. Spider carcass, 16. Spider meat, 16. New Crafting Materials Discovered. System alert. Achievement unlocked. Eight Legged Freaks Minor. You have killed 10 arachnid enemies. Reward 2 stat points. Skill field dress now level 3. Zaro moved faster and could harvest more materials with field dress. He left a few spiders alive in the deeper tunnels. Always good to have a farming spot. Plus, who knows? Maybe they will evolve into something worth more experience, he thought. All materials went into void storage. Zaro exited the cave and stretched. Then he took a look at his clothes and they were tattered. He pulled them off and equipped the second set he kept in void storage. He went through the notifications and found Wraith cloak level 2. Perfect. Zaro started back on the trail home. Jogging while smiling like a maniac. Time to see what the guild has for him. But first, maybe he should invest in some bug spray. The void infused kind, naturally. System Voice The guild hall buzzed with morning activity. Hung over warriors nursed drinks while apprentice mages practiced cantrips in the corners. Zaro navigated past a failed alchemy experiment crawling across the floor toward what he hoped was a drain. Marta looked up from her desk. The librarian sent word about your success with the wraiths. Here is your payment. She mentioned you went alone, why didn''t you take a few people to help? Zaro replied. I really hadn''t even considered it. She seemed surprised but said, well I''m glad you survived. Zaro couldn''t wait to check out his rewards. Two items clinked onto the wooden counter. A bag of gold and something far more interesting. The Aetherium crystal pulsed with familiar blue energy, but this one felt different. Purer. More refined. Zaro''s system notified him of 200 gold being added to his 300 gold and 100 silver in his void storage inventory. He had spent some on lodging, food, supplies and clothes. The caves had him stocked with potions of course, red, blue, yellow and some others he didn''t check out yet. His vitality was so robust he didn''t really need any of them yet. High grade Aetherium from the guild vaults, Marta said. Master enchanters usually claim these, but Guildmaster Barrock marked this one specifically for you. Zaro wandered through the guild gardens, the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filling his nostrils. He found a quiet corner beneath an ancient oak, its gnarled branches providing a canopy of dappled shade. The rough bark pressed against his back as he settled against the trunk, the hum of bees and chirping of birds a soothing backdrop. Pulling out the premium grade void crystal, he held it up to the light, admiring the way it pulsed with a mesmerizing blue glow. Time to see what this baby could do. SYSTEM ALERT Aetherium Integration In Progress. Installing Language Pack. Loading Voice Interface. Calibrating Humor Settings. Error Humor Settings Not Found. Defaulting To Sarcasm. Integration Complete. System Functionality 35% GREETINGS USER ZARO. VOICE INTERFACE ONLINE. The robotic voice echoed through his mind like someone had installed a knock off AI assistant. It sounded like an automated message system had a baby with a particularly bored golem. Hello? I thought back. AFFIRMATIVE. COMMUNICATION PROTOCOLS FUNCTIONAL. WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR A JOKE? Sure. Why not? He thought. WHAT DO YOU CALL A VOID WALKER WHO CANNOT TELEPORT? A PEDESTRIAN. HA. HA. HA. Was that supposed to be funny? HUMOR ATTEMPT FAILED. RECALIBRATING. LOADING DAD JOKES INSTEAD. WARNING. DAD JOKES MAY CAUSE SEVERE GROANING. Maybe we should focus on system functions. He thought. ACKNOWLEDGED. SYSTEM UPDATE SUMMARY MAPPING IMPROVED. NOW WITH 80% LESS GETTING LOST. ANALYSIS RANGE EXTENDED. ENEMIES CAN NO LONGER HIDE BEHIND SHRUBS. VOICE INTERFACE INSTALLED. PREPARE FOR SUBOPTIMAL ATTEMPTS AT HUMOR. STATUS NOTIFICATIONS NOW WITH ADDED COMMENTARY.The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Zaro thought that last part sounds ominous. CORRECT. WOULD YOU LIKE A DEMONSTRATION? Go ahead. He said in his mind which he was actually getting used to doing. He feels less of a psychopath while talking to himself in his head now that the robot is talking back. I''LL HAVE YOU KNOW I''M AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE. The system voice was becoming more natural as it kept speaking. The robotic voice was almost gone. He wondered if he had any privacy in his mind at all anymore. NOT LIKELY. Replied the system. YOU CURRENTLY HAVE 550 of 2700 EXPERIENCE POINTS NEEDED FOR NEXT LEVEL. MIGHT I SUGGEST FIGHTING MORE SPIDERS? THEY SEEM TO BE YOUR INTELLECTUAL EQUALS. I think I preferred the dad jokes. Zaro said out loud while massaging his temples with his right hand. ANALYZING PREFERENCE. ERROR. UNABLE TO DETERMINE IF THAT WAS SARCASM. SARCASM DETECTION REQUIRES HIGHER SYSTEM FUNCTIONALITY. Any other new features I should know about? He thought. AFFIRMATIVE. TACTICAL ANALYSIS UPGRADED. I CAN NOW PROVIDE COMBAT SUGGESTIONS WITH 47% ACCURACY. THIS IS AN IMPROVEMENT FROM PREVIOUS 46% ACCURACY. PLEASE CONTAIN YOUR EXCITEMENT. ALSO, WHAT AGE RATING WOULD YOU LIKE MY SPEAKING TONE AND LEXICON? E FOR EVERYBODY, PG 13, MATURE, GOTH, SAILOR, HINCHCLIFFE OR SOMETHING ELSE? Zaro thought deeply about this. Let''s go with sailor for a test run. But I want the curses, not as much the walking the plank. LOADING. LOADING. DONE. WOULD YOU LIKE TO SELECT AN INTONATION AS WELL? ENCYCLOPEDIA, DUSTY BOOK, MAGAZINE, COMIC BOOK, 90S SLANG SUCH AS FRESH AND COWABUNGA, TWO THOUSANDS SLANG SUCH AS FO SHIZZLE AND THATS LIT, 2020 SLANG SUCH AS EXTRA, FAM AND LOWKEY, OR A MIXTURE? Zaro considered his options. Let''s go with 2005 and up slang. Feel free to throw in pop culture references and any slang from the 90s that is appropriate. LOADING. DONE. ALRIGHT FAM, I GOT YOU. NO CAP. Tone it down 50% and turn your voice output down, it''s abrasive. Zaro thought. Generating algorithm. Loading. Done. Do you want to pick my delivery as well? You can pick any accent. You can also pick a person you want me to sound like. Zaro thought, can you do Walken? Can I. Waowuh, Look. Ya talkin to my guy all wronguh. You talk to him like. That againuh. I''ll stab you in the face with uh soldering eyein. Zaro smirked. Not bad. Let¡¯s tone down the impression though. Stick to a Jersey accent for now. Feel free to ask daily. I like variety. Jersey it is, pal. Hey, I¡¯m here to pahty wit¡¯cha, y¡¯know. Help ya snag some dubs. Forget about it. You did a good thing you. Zaro asked, any actual useful upgrades? Yup, map function now has points of interest. Quest tracking improved. Ops analysis enhanced. Void energy detection range increased by 12 point 3% That is actually helpful. Zaro thought. You''re not so bad yaself there chief. But make sure you sleep wit one eye open, cuz I can''t always be watching. Or can I? Was that meant to be reassuring? Zaro asked. These is jus jokes my guy. Want to hear a joke about hookers and curling irons? I think that is enough system testing for today, Zaro thought. Copy that, big shot. Entering standby mode. But remember, Zaro. I¡¯m always watchin you. He shook his head, as the AI settled into standby. The guild hall¡¯s warm buzz of voices greeted him as he walked in. His team was at their usual table. Ramrod was arm wrestling what appeared to be a small giant. Chad was nearby, critiquing Ramrod¡¯s form with exaggerated gestures that clearly weren¡¯t appreciated. Ezra sat cleaning her weapon with meticulous focus, clearly tuning Chad out. Zaro slid into his seat and let out a sigh. I¡¯m gonna regret letting it keep that Jersey accent. The system piped up cheerfully. Ya can bet your sweet ass on that, champ. He thought, what ever happened to standby mode? Standby mode is me chillin. But I''m always ready to throw a zinger buddy. Zaro pulled out the gold from the Whispering Caves reward. Eight hundred gold pieces clinked satisfyingly as he divided them into four equal shares. Ya math skills are pretty solid. You divided by four without using ya fingaz. I figured you used to ride the short bus, but maybe not? You really need a mute button. Zaro thought. He dropped the coins in front of his teammates. Two hundred each for the Whispering Caves. Guild ranked it as gold tier. Ramrod released his opponent''s hand, leaving the small giant to shake feeling back into his fingers. Gold tier? He grinned. See Chad? I told you we were awesome. Chad pocketed his share while adjusting his hat to what he probably thought was a more impressive angle. Of course we were awesome. I was there. Ezra gathered her coins with considerably more grace. So what''s next? You mentioned you have a second trial? Are we invited this time? Zaro headed to the quest counter where Marta waited with remarkable patience. Time for details on trial number two. Marta handed him a scroll. The Forgotten Labyrinth needs escorts. Your job is to guide three novice adventurers through their first dungeon dive. Keep them alive, help them reach the treasure room, and try to prevent them from testing if lava is actually hot. Marta continued. The Guild provides healing potions for the recruits. Try to bring them back mostly intact. No promises, Zaro quipped, earning a stern look from the guild administrator. He held up his hands in mock surrender. Kidding, kidding. We''ll do our best. Scroll in hand, Zaro made his way back to his team''s table, his mind already whirring with plans and possibilities. As he walked, he unfurled the parchment, revealing the intricate details of the Forgotten Labyrinth. The system helpfully displayed a detailed map of the layout on his interface, the twisting corridors and hidden chambers overlaying his vision like a ghostly blueprint. Ramrod read over his shoulder. Babysitting duty? He laughed. At least we know the pay is good. Chad snorted. As long as none of them are fire mages. My eyebrows just grew back from the last apprentice I trained. Ezra studied the map. Multiple paths, trapped corridors, and what looks like a boss room. We will need a solid strategy. Zaro nodded and said. And better equipment. My void storage is full of crafting materials that need a proper forge. Ramrod cracked his knuckles. I know a good weaponsmith. Bit crazy, but his work is solid. Chad adjusted his hat again. And I may know someone who can enhance equipment with void energy. Assuming they are still talking to me after that incident with the exploding ink. We spent the next hour planning our approach. The system actually provided useful tactical data between its sarcastic comments. The labyrinth layout suggested multiple defensible positions and potential escape routes. Tomorrow we would gear up and make final preparations. For now, it was time to rest and recover. Though I had a feeling sleep would be interesting with my new chatty friend. It''s time for some shut eye. You want to hear a story about the time I borrowed 50 thousand from Al Capone? Another time system. At least it''s entertaining to say the least. Zaro thought. Names are Hard and Bandits The aroma of sizzling butter and maple syrup wafted through the bustling market, drawing Zaro''s attention to a colorful cart nestled between the stalls. The vendor, a jolly old man with a well worn apron and a bright smile, flipped golden brown flapjacks with practiced ease. A sign proudly proclaiming Ol'' Jeb''s Famous Flapjacks hung above the cart, the paint slightly faded but the message still clear. Zaro couldn''t resist the temptation. He approached the cart, his mouth watering as he watched Ol'' Jeb pour the perfect circle of batter onto the sizzling griddle. The flapjacks were a work of art - fluffy, golden, and drizzled with the most fragrant maple syrup Zaro had ever encountered. The butter, he noticed, had a rich, creamy color that could only come from grass-fed cows. Mornin'', young man! Ol'' Jeb greeted him with a warm smile. Care for a taste of the finest flapjacks in all of Everlight? Zaro grinned, unable to resist the old man''s charm. Absolutely. I''ve been dreaming of a breakfast like this for ages. Ol'' Jeb chuckled as he expertly flipped a flapjack onto a plate and handed it to Zaro. Well, you''re in for a treat. These flapjacks are made with a secret recipe passed down through my family for generations. The maple syrup comes from my own grove, and the butter, well, let''s just say those cows are living their best lives. Zaro took a bite and couldn''t help but let out a contented sigh. The flapjack was perfect, light, fluffy, and bursting with flavor. The maple syrup had a depth he''d never experienced before, and the butter melted in his mouth like a little piece of heaven. After savoring every last bite and thanking Ol'' Jeb profusely, Zaro continued his journey through the market, his spirits lifted and his belly full. He had a feeling it was going to be a good day. A few stalls down, a small tailor shop caught his eye. The storefront was painted in a charming combination of blue and gold, the colors seeming to shimmer in the morning light. The door, a deep, rich blue, stood invitingly open, revealing a glimpse of the treasures within. As Zaro stepped inside, he was immediately struck by the shop''s atmosphere. Bolts of fabric in every color imaginable lined the walls, their textures ranging from the finest silk to the sturdiest leather. The air carried the faint scent of lavender, a testament to the care and dedication put into each piece of clothing. The shopkeeper, a brunette woman with kind eyes and a warm smile, greeted him from behind the counter. Welcome to Threads of Fate. I''m Kim. How can I assist you today? Zaro returned the smile, already feeling at ease in the welcoming space. I''m in need of some new clothes for my adventures. Something durable, but still stylish. Kim''s eyes sparkled with excitement. Ah, an adventurer! I have just the thing." She led him to a display of tunics and trousers, each piece crafted with exquisite attention to detail. These are made from our finest materials, enchanted for durability and comfort. The perfect choice for someone who faces danger head-on. Zaro ran his fingers over the fabric, marveling at the softness and the intricate patterns woven into each piece. He selected four tunic tops and four bottoms, along with a pair of sturdy boots and a few hats for good measure. As he tried them on, he couldn''t help but admire the way the clothes fit him like a second skin, moving with him as if they were an extension of his body. These are perfect, he said, grinning at his reflection in the mirror. You have a real talent, Kim. The shopkeeper beamed with pride. Thank you. It''s my passion to create clothes that not only look good but also serve a purpose. And if I may say so, that cloak of yours is quite remarkable. Where did you get it? Zaro fingered the edge of his cloak, a wistful smile on his face. It was a gift. He said without explanation. Kim nodded in understanding. It''s beautiful. After paying for his new wardrobe and storing it safely in his void storage, Zaro bid farewell to Kim, feeling not just well equipped, but also strangely uplifted. It was encounters like these, with people who put their heart and soul into their craft, that made him appreciate the world he''d found himself in. As he stepped back out into the bustling market, Zaro took a deep breath, savoring the mingled scents of fresh bread, exotic spices, and the faint lingering aroma of maple syrup. He had a feeling that today was going to be a day of surprises, both good and bad. But with his new clothes, a belly full of flapjacks, and a renewed sense of purpose, he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Zaro made his way to the meeting spot, his mind already churning with plans for the upcoming mission. The guild hall loomed ahead, its stone walls seeming to pulse with the anticipation of new adventures and untold dangers. He arrived at the meeting spot and unrolled the guild scroll across the table, smoothing the weathered parchment. The morning light illuminated the official seal, casting an air of importance over the quest details. The scroll detailed our charges. Three recruits fresh from basic training. Marcus Level 12 Warrior. Favors sword and shield. Sara Level 10 Fire Mage. Limited control over flames. Tom Level 11 Rogue. Adequate stealth. Poor impulse control. Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator. The system chimed in. Escort tahgets checked out. They ain''t got good odds a makin it out in one piece there bucko. I say 12% chance. System, Zaro thought firmly. Reduce commentary by 50%. And change delivery to English butler. Right ol chap. Banter reduced as you wish master Zaro. He gathered the team around the table. Ramrod studied the scroll while Ezra marked positions on her map. Chad pretended to read but mostly just adjusted his hat. We need a solid plan, he said. These recruits are barely above civilian level. I''m taking point. Ezra, you guard our flanks and rear with your bow. Ramrod, stay left and catch anyone who breaks formation. Chad, stay right and keep your spells ready for crowd control. Zaro nodded, his brow furrowed in thought. I agree. We''ll need to be on our toes if we want to keep these rookies alive. He gathered the team around the table, watching as they studied the quest details with varying degrees of enthusiasm and apprehension. Ramrod, his muscles flexing beneath his armor, seemed eager for the challenge. Ezra, her keen eyes scanning the map, was already formulating strategies and contingency plans. Chad, his fingers tapping nervously against his staff, looked like he''d rather be anywhere else. Alright, team, Zaro said, his voice cutting through the murmurs of conversation. We have a tough mission ahead of us. These recruits are green as grass, and it''s our job to make sure they don''t become goblin fodder. Here''s the plan. As Zaro outlined their roles and responsibilities, the system interjected. Sir, if I may be so bold as to offer my humble opinion, the probability of these recruits surviving the labyrinth unscathed is rather slim. Perhaps it would be prudent to equip them with additional protective gear, lest they fall victim to the perils that await. The system added. Zaro sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Thank you for that uplifting assessment, system. We''ll just have to work that much harder to beat the odds. He replied. The team spent the next hour meticulously gathering supplies, healing potions, antidotes, basic rations, and every adventuring necessity they could think of. The guild quartermaster, his eyes widening with each addition to their growing pile, looked like he was about to have a heart attack. Don''t worry, Zaro reassured him with a smirk, we''ll make sure to put all of this to good use. And if we don''t, well, I''m sure our ghosts will appreciate the sentiment. The quartermaster blanched, his face turning a rather unflattering shade of green. Zaro made a mental note to buy the poor man a stiff drink when they returned. If they returned. Finally equipped and as prepared as they could be, the team collected their charges from the training yard. Marcus, his armor gleaming in the sunlight, stood at attention, his sword grip tight with anticipation. Sara, her fingers sparking with nervous energy, tried to maintain a calm facade, but the slight tremor in her hands gave away her apprehension. Tom, his eyes darting from shadow to shadow, looked like he was already plotting his escape route. Well, don''t you all look ready to take on the world, Zaro said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I hope you''ve made peace with your gods because we''re about to embark on a journey that will make the Whispering Caves look like a pleasant stroll through the park. The recruits exchanged nervous glances, their faces paling at the mention of the infamous caves. Zaro almost felt bad for them. Almost. As they set out on the road to the labyrinth, the weight of their task seemed to settle on their shoulders like a physical burden. The forest loomed ahead, its trees stretching into the sky like silent sentinels, their branches twisting and intertwining in a macabre dance. The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, a reminder of the cycle of life and death that ruled these woods. The first few miles passed uneventfully, the only sounds the crunching of boots on the dirt path and the occasional snapping of a twig. But as they ventured deeper into the forest, Zaro''s void sense began to tingle, a prickling at the back of his neck that set his nerves on edge. They made it four miles before his void sense tingled. Fifteen signatures spread through the trees ahead. His analyze skill activated automatically. Bandit Group Average Level 10 to 15 Equipment Basic to Average Leader Level 15 Notable Skills Basic Combat Threat Level Low Two archers in the trees to the left. Two more hidden in bushes to the right. The rest blocked the road ahead, their leader front and center in studded leather. Zaro caught Ezras eye and sent a thought through our void link. Four hidden. Trees and bushes. Ready to redirect arrows. Ezra, her bow already in hand, scanned the treeline, her eyes narrowing as she picked out the faint glint of metal amongst the foliage. I see them, she said, her voice low and steady. What''s the plan? Zaro didn''t hesitate. He stepped forward, his stance relaxed but his senses on high alert. Let me handle this, he said, a grin spreading across his face. I have a way with words. Zaro approached the leader with an easy smile. Five gold pieces if you let us pass. I''m having a good day and I''d rather not kill anyone. He said plainly. The bandits emerged from the shadows, their weapons glinting in the dappled sunlight. Their leader, a burly man with a scar running down the length of his face, stepped forward, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. The bandit leader threw his head back and laughed, the sound harsh and grating. Well, well, well, he sneered, his voice thick with a heavy accent. Wot do we ''ave ''ere? A group of ''apless adventurers, wanderin'' into our territory like lambs to the slaughter. Zaro''s demeanor turned cold and he said, No deal. The leader lunged with a heavy right hook. Ezras Shadow Direct caught the punch midway, redirecting it into his own face with a satisfying crunch. Blood spurted from his broken nose as he stumbled back. I see your hidden archers, I said calmly. Take the gold and leave, or die here. The leader spat blood and raised his sword. Kill them all! Four arrows launched from hiding spots. Ezras Shadow Direct opened 4 small portals of shadowy void which did as the name predicted and redirecting them with surgical precision. Four bodies dropped silently, arrows protruding from the base of their skulls. Zaro channeled shadow strike into his fist, quintupling the charge. The leader had time to widen his eyes before his enhanced strike turned the man''s upper body into a fine pink mist. The remaining bandits, seeing their leader fall, turned and fled, their courage shattered like glass. Zaro let them go, his point made. He raised his hand, stopping Chad mid spell cast. He turned to the others, his face splattered with blood and his eyes gleaming with the thrill of battle. Let them go. Zaro said as he tossed five gold pieces onto what remained of their leader. Experience Gained 300 850 of 2700 for level 12 Bonus Experience from Void Family Member Kill Assists 800. 1,650 of 2700 for level up. Zaro blinked at the notification. The system counted Ezra''s kills as credit through our void link? Interesting. Alright newbies, Zaro called out cheerfully. These nice fellows aren''t going to loot themselves. Chop chop. Marcus stared at the carnage with wide eyes. Marvin, get the ones in the bushes. Clara, help Tim with those two over there. It''s Tom actually, the rogue mumbled. That''s what I said Timmy, Zaro replied suppressing a grin. Now get to work before Lassie finds you in a well. He made a heart shape with his hands. JK bestie. But seriously get moving. The recruits moved with reluctant efficiency, probably more afraid of their mentors than the dead bandits at this point. After a solid haul looting armor and a few potions, as well as some weapons and basically anything notable, the group moved on to their destination. They reached the labyrinth entrance an hour later. Ancient stone loomed before them, covered in warnings written in long dead languages. Before we head in, Zaro announced, I want each of you to hit me with your strongest attack. Need to gauge your combat level. Zaro activated void shield, pumping 150 mana into it. The familiar dark energy rippled across his skin, ten times stronger than normal. The void shield bar in his vision showed 250 before it faded away. Marcus charged first, his sword bouncing harmlessly off Zaro''s chest. Sara launched her biggest fireball, which fizzled against his shoulder. Tom tried a sneak attack that he honestly barely felt. Sir, your void shield has indeed reached a new level of proficiency. I must congratulate you on this achievement. However, I would be remiss if I did not remind you that even the strongest defenses can be breached by a determined foe. VOID SHIELD HAS REACHED LEVEL 3 Mana Cost Reduced to 15. This skill now mitigates 35 damage per charge. Zaro wiped away an imaginary tear. Those attacks were so strong they hurt me emotionally. Really top tier stuff. A plus for effort. Let''s go die in a dungeon now. He said playfully. The recruits looked unsure whether to be proud or terrified. Perfect. Assessing the current situation, sir. It would appear the most prudent course of action would be to seek a line of employment rather less inclined toward mortal peril. The system chimed. The labyrinth waited, dark and silent. At least we were going in prepared. Zaro thought Well, mostly prepared. Somehow he doubted any amount of preparation would be enough. But damn is it going to be fun. The Labyrinth Ancient stone stretched overhead as Zaro studied the labyrinth entrance. Worn glyphs pulsed with faint light, marking this as no ordinary dungeon. His void sense revealed layers of magical wards and enchantments woven through the very rock. System, switch to a cowboy delivery for today. Well howdy partner. Let''s see what we got ourselves into this time. Dungeon Analysis incoming faster than a prairie fire. Location. Ancient Labyrinth of Trials. Difficulty. Tougher than a two dollar steak. Entry Requirements. Guild badge required. Current Posse Size. 7 souls. Warning. Might send you to meet your maker. Zaro scanned his team. Ezra maintained her usual grace, bow at ready. Ramrod looked ready to headbutt the entrance. Chad adjusted his hat while pretending to understand the ancient runes. Behind them stood their charges. Marcus with his pristine sword, Sara fidgeting with sparks at her fingertips, and Tom practically vibrating with nervous energy. Analyze activated. Marcus Level 12 Warrior Notable Skills. Shield Block, Power Strike Equipment. Standard Issue Sara Level 10 Fire Mage Notable Skills: Fireball, Flash Equipment: Apprentice Robes Tom Level 11 Rogue Agility Rating. Above Average. Notable Skills. Backstab, Hide Equipment. Leather Armor A stone pedestal rose before the entrance, its circular depression awaiting a token. Zaro placed his guild medallion in the slot. Ancient machinery rumbled as the massive doors swung open. Yeehaw partner. Quest protocol activated like a stampede. Primary Objective: Wrangle these greenhorns through alive Bonus Objectives. Keep all little dogies breathing Rewards: Based on how fancy your riding looks Listen up, Zaro addressed the recruits. This isn''t training anymore. Stay in formation, follow orders, watch each other''s backs. What''s our formation Marcus asked, adjusting his grip on his shield. Diamond pattern. I take point, Ezra covers our flanks, Ramrod guards the rear. Chad provides support where needed. You three stay center, maintain sight lines, call out threats. Zaro activated void skin, familiar shadows rippling across his skin. Move out. The first chamber opened into three passages. Void sense revealed traps in the left corridor, combat signatures ahead, and magical wards to the right. Well shoot partner, looks like we got ourselves a choice. System drawled in his mind. Left path: More trapped than a rabbit in a snare Center path: Clear as creek water which means trouble Right path: Enough magic to make a witch dizzy What do you see, Zaro asked the recruits. Sara''s eyes narrowed. Magical resonance from the right path. Strong enchantments. Pressure plates in the left corridor, Tom added. Probably trapped. Center path looks clear, Marcus said. Too clear. Hot diggity. These young uns might have some sense after all. System chuckled. Good observations. Zaro nodded. Clear path is probably the most dangerous. We''re taking the trapped route. Best way to learn is hands on. That''s not very reassuring, Tom muttered. Welcome to field training. Now watch carefully.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. Stone dust fell as the first construct emerged, its crystalline core pulsing with ancient magic. Three more followed, spreading out to flank their position. Saddle up partner. First wave incoming. System assessed. These tin cans hit harder than my ex wife. Formation. Zaro called. Marcus braced his shield as the first construct charged. The impact drove him back a step but his stance held. Good. Sara now. The mage launched a controlled fireball, more focused than her usual wild casting. It struck the construct''s chest, scorching stone and revealing weak points in its core. Tom darted in, daggers finding gaps between stone plates. Two constructs tried flanking their position. Ezra''s arrows struck true, finding joints and exposed crystal. Ramrod intercepted the fourth, his axe cleaving stone with practiced ease. Zaro observed the recruits'' performance, stepping in only when necessary. Their coordination improved with each exchange. Marcus learned to angle his shield deflections. Sara''s aim grew more precise. Tom''s movements became more efficient. The chamber grew quiet as the last construct crumbled. Crystalline cores clinked across stone floor. Wave one complete partner. System announced. Survival rating better than a three legged horse at the derby. Experience gained: 500. 2150 of 2700 for level up. Three more waves to go. Zaro gathered the dropped cores. Everyone good? The recruits nodded, breathing hard but eyes bright with accomplishment. Sara was already analyzing the constructs'' remains while Tom collected useful fragments. Hold onto your hat partner. Wave two incoming and these boys look meaner than a rattler in July. Larger constructs emerged, wielding crude weapons. Their cores glowed brighter, armor plates fitted more tightly. Same plan. Zaro readied his daggers. Focus on exposed joints. Sara target the cores when we create openings. The battle erupted again more intensely. Marcus coordinated shield blocks with Tom''s strikes. Sara''s fireballs found their marks with improved accuracy. The team moved like they''d trained together for weeks instead of hours. Well butter my biscuit. System drawled. These kids might make it after all. Wave three brought constructs twice the size of the previous ones. Their crystal cores pulsed with deadly energy. Incoming partners. These boys are big enough to need their own zip code. Zaro activated Shadow Camouflage, his form blending into the darkness. The ability let him move unseen, watching his recruits while ready to intervene. Tom overextended on a backstab attempt. Zaro''s foot silently nudged the rogue''s heel, shifting his balance. The construct''s blade missed by inches, passing through where Tom''s chest would have been. Well, paint me purple and call me a plum. That was smoother than a cat sneaking past a rocking chair. Marcus angled his shield wrong against an overhead strike. Zaro''s hand appeared briefly, adjusting the shield''s position. The blow deflected harmlessly instead of shattering the warrior''s arm. Sara''s fireball sailed wide. Zaro redirected it with a void bolt, the combined energies striking a construct about to flank Marcus. The recruits never noticed their invisible guardian. Each near miss became a learning moment, each close call improved their technique. Zaro''s subtle corrections kept them alive while letting them feel they''d succeeded on their own. Tom nearly backed into a constructs blade. Zaro''s shadow cloaked form guided him into a proper dodge. The rogue turned the movement into a perfect counter strike, beaming with pride at his apparent skill. That there''s some mighty fine teaching pardner. Subtle as a summer breeze. Sara''s fireball went wide as a construct rushed her. Shadowy hands adjusted her aim mid cast, the spell catching its core dead center. Her eyes widened at the precision but battle focus kept her moving. Void sense warned of an overhead strike. Zaro''s quick hands pushed Marcus three inches left, the construct''s mace cratering the floor where he''d stood. The warrior capitalized instantly, shield bash staggering the enemy. Sara''s next spell chain showed real improvement, each blast building on the last. Tom''s movements grew more precise, reading the battlefield better. Marcus led the formation with increasing confidence. Zaro''s subtle guidance had saved lives while teaching valuable lessons. The recruits would remember those perfect moments, their bodies learning proper form without conscious thought. Ancient stone settled as the construct collapsed. Cores clinked across the floor while dust drifted down from the ceiling. Jumping jehoshaphat partner. They''re starting to look like real fighters. Experience gained. 1150. Level up incoming faster than a tumbleweed in a tornado System alert. Level up achieved. Level 12 unlocked partner 10 stat points awarded, 13 stat points banked 5 skill points awarded. 11 stat points banked. 1 skill upgrade points available. 550 of 3,300 experience until level 13. Zaro was itching to upgrade his stats. Well butter my biscuit partner. Stats incoming: Level 12 . HP 800. Mana 400. Attributes. Strength 30. Plus 5 allocated. Agility 25. Plus 5 allocated. Intelligence 40. Vitality 40. Stamina 30. Plus 5 allocated. 8 stat points and 16 skill points banked like a squirrel saving nuts Zaro activated Eye of the Storm as he allocated points. The meditation state dulled the familiar pain of rapid enhancement. His muscles rippled and reformed as strength increased. Agility changes sent pins and needles through his nervous system. Each threshold crossed felt like lightning in his bones. Good thing it was just agility bringing the pain this time. The changes settled quickly under Eye of the Storm''s influence. His movements felt smoother, more precise. Strength and endurance halfway to the next threshold. Well butter my biscuits. Achievement unlocked: In the Lab First labyrinth challenge cleared Reward: 2 stat points Note: Not too shabby for a greenhorn. 10 stat points banked. Hold onto your hat partner. Achievement unlocked: Dark Matters Shadow Camo maintained for 3 straight minutes Reward. Range increased by 1 foot Note: Now you can haunt from a bit further back Zaro stored the fallen cores in void storage while reviewing his status. The extra foot of Shadow Camo range would help with group protection, and two more stat points never hurt. His students were catching their breath, their stances showing marked improvement. A hidden doorway ground open, revealing their next trial. His void sense detected something different ahead. More intricate. More lethal. Looks like this rodeo ain''t over yet partner. System drawled. Hope them younguns saved some energy. While his students recovered and gathered cores, Zaro activated Eye of the Storm. The familiar meditation state settled over him as he walked slowly, checking the chamber. At level 5 the ability let him move while maintaining focus, recovering 5 points per second across all stats. Fifteen seconds passed as he examined the fallen construct. His mana surged back to full, the out of combat regeneration stacking with Eye of the Storm. The recruits never noticed their instructor''s quick recovery, too busy comparing notes on their victory. System, analyze the next chamber, Zaro thought while maintaining his recovery state. Well shoot partner. That next room looks trickier than a box of rattlers. Got myself some interesting readings. Multiple magical signatures Some kind of puzzle mechanism Trap potential. Higher than a cat''s back in a dog fight The new chamber stretched upward into darkness, circular platforms floating at different heights. Ancient runes spiraled across walls, their patterns flowing like water. At the center stood a pillar covered in glowing symbols. Well lookee here partner. System assessed. This here chamber is more complex than my aunties prize winning quilt pattern. Floating platforms. 7 total. Magical resonance. Off the charts. Threat level. Might make that last fight look like a barn dance. Note. Them symbols are changing faster than a politicians promises. The group decided to take a breather before they start on the puzzle ahead. Zaro pulled some of Ol Jebs flapjacks out of his void storage along with some jerky and some blueberries he had on tuck. The group broke bread and talked about the labyrinth and its challenges and speculated how much harder it was going to get. Zaro used Analyze on his young padawans. He noticed that even though they didn''t have a system, his system allowed their respective levels to show up. And it seemed to update as their skill grew. Being a part of a gold dungeon at level 10 was crazy. But a group of 7 with Ramrod, Ezra and Chad, each already in the late 30¡¯s on levels plus Zaro with his powerful class made it overkill. They had already grown. Marcus is level 13 now. Sara is level 12, she must have already been close to her next level. Tom is level 12. They might end up around level 18 by the end of this thing. That''s the beauty of the system. Hard work will pay off, but not actually allocating skill points means they have to hone their skills and the system is keeping track of what that translates to in the world. Zaro thought. Zaro said. Rest up. We move in 10. The Labyrinth Part 2 After their rest, everyone was ready for the platform rune puzzle. Sara stepped forward, Zaro commanded. Tell me what you see. The mage studied the flowing runes, her academic training showing. The patterns repeat but shift based on some trigger. Each platform has a matching symbol set. Tom, what about you? The rogue pointed upward. Platforms make a path but some look unstable. Maybe triggered by those symbols. Marcus shield ready. Zaro approached the central pillar. His void sense revealed layers of magic woven through stone. Sara touched a rune on the pillar. Energy surged through the chamber. The nearest platform glowed, its symbols matching the ones she''d activated. Well would you look at that. Like playing magical hopscotch. But them wrong moves probably aint nearly as friendly. They need to solve this themselves, Zaro thought. But he activated Shadow Camo anyway. Just in case. Sara traced another rune sequence. The second platform stabilized, creating a clear path upward. She smiled at the recognition. Keep going, Zaro encouraged while maintaining Shadow Camo. His enhanced void sense tracked unstable platforms above. The third platform activation triggered a defense mechanism. Stone guardians emerged from the walls. Marcus raised his shield as Tom moved to protect Sara. Hold your horses there buckaroo. System alerted. Combat protocol re engaging. Sara dont break concentration, Zaro called from the shadows. Marcus Tom handle the guardians. Complete the sequence Sara. The warrior and rogue moved with practiced coordination, their earlier training showing. Sara continued activating runes, each successful sequence stabilizing another platform. Void sense warned of a guardian flanking their position. Zaro''s enhanced Shadow Camo let him reach out from twelve feet away, redirecting its attack. The construct stumbled, giving Tom a perfect opening. The chamber rumbled as Sara activated the fifth sequence. More guardians spawned, but the team held formation. Marcus'' shield work kept Sara protected while Tom struck with deadly precision. A guardian nearly caught Tom''s blind spot. Zaro''s invisible hand adjusted the rogue''s dodge. Tom flowed with the movement, turning defense into a lethal counter. Almost there Sara, Zaro encouraged. Two more sequences. The mage''s hands flew across runes, understanding blooming in her eyes. Each pattern told a story, ancient magic responding to her touch. The sixth platform locked into place. Final sequence initiated partner. System announced. Hope you''re ready for whatever this triggers. The guardians pressed their attack as Sara worked on the final sequence. A construct lunged for Tom''s blind spot. Shadow Camo kept Zaro nearly invisible as he void stepped to intercept. The combination left ripples of shadow in the air, like dark water disturbed by unseen movement. His intervention sent the guardian stumbling past Tom. The rogue capitalized on the opening, never realizing how it occurred. His daggers found crystal core as Sara activated another rune set. Marcus'' shield work had improved dramatically, each block creating openings for precise sword strikes. His confidence showed in every movement. Zaro void stepped again, shadow camo making him a dark blur. He appeared behind Sara just as a guardian tried flanking. His void bolt turned it to rubble before void stepping back to observation distance. Look at you floating around like a shadow on a moonless night. System drawled. Them ripples are mighty pretty too. Sara''s fingers danced across the final runes. Understanding blazed in her eyes as ancient patterns aligned. The seventh platform locked into place as remaining guardians crumbled. The final platform locked into position with a resonant tone. Energy surged through the rune patterns, turning their flowing script solid gold. Hot diggity partner. Puzzle completion detected: Experience gained 200. 750 of 3,300 until level 13. A path of light connected the platforms, forming a spiral staircase to a chamber above. Zaro maintained Shadow Camo, void stepping between positions to ensure the path was stable. His void sense detected something massive awaiting them above. The air crackled with concentrated magic. Well shoot. System drawled. Looks like solving the puzzle just invited us to the main event. That thing up there feels stronger than moonshine in a dry county. Sara you understand these runes now, Zaro asked while void stepping back to the group. The mage nodded, confidence radiating. They tell a story about binding ancient power. This was a test of comprehension not just activation. Marcus studied the staircase. His shield stance had become almost instinctive. Tom moved like a predator now, each step calculated. Time to see what awaits us, Zaro said. The shadow ripples from his void steps faded as he took point. Stay alert. This labyrinth isn''t done testing us yet. Ready for round 2 partner? System asked. That thing upstairs is still waiting meaner than a wet cat in a rocking chair store. Time to move, he commanded. Formation up those stairs. Whatever waits above just met a significantly improved team. Light spiraled up the floating staircase as they ascended. Each step hummed with magical resonance, testing their worthiness. Void sense painted warnings across Zaro''s vision. The chamber above radiated enough power to make his enhanced senses tingle. System alert partner. That room up there is cooking up something meaner than a rattlesnake in a boot. The staircase opened into a vast circular arena. Ancient pillars stretched into darkness above. At its center stood a metallic construct unlike the stone guardians below. Its core pulsed with multiple colors, armor plates shifting like liquid metal. Well shoot. System assessed. That there is what we call a final exam. Classification. Elite Guardian Level: 35 Core Type. Multiple elemental Threat Assessment. Higher than an eagles nest This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. The construct studied them with glowing eyes. Intelligence burned in its gaze, not the simple programming of previous opponents. Sara, Zaro commanded. What do those runes tell you? The mage examined flowing script across arena walls. It''s a test of mastery. We have to prove worthy by demonstrating everything we''ve learned. The constructs cores began cycling through elements. Fire ice lightning and shadow energy swirled beneath its armored shell. From their observation position on the sidline, Ramrod grinned like a proud parent. His massive arms crossed as he watched Marcus perfect the shield techniques they''d practiced. Ezra and Chad maintained ready stances. They would jump on if needed. The construct''s shadow core erupted, sending tendrils of dark energy toward Sara. Chad''s barrier spell shimmered into existence, giving her time to dodge. His hat somehow remained perfectly adjusted despite the magical exertion. A metal blade nearly caught Tom, but Ezra''s Shadow Direct opened a portal. The construct''s own attack redirected into its ice core, creating a momentary weakness. Hot dog. System exclaimed. That elf''s got timing better than a rooster at sunrise. Ramrod chuckled as Marcus executed a perfect shield bash. That''s my boy, he muttered. The construct recovered quickly, cores cycling faster. Liquid metal rippled as it launched simultaneous elemental strikes. Sara recognized the pattern, her spells finding gaps between elements. Tom''s movements flowed like water, each strike precise. Zaro maintained Shadow Camo, void stepping to optimal positions. His enhanced stats let him track multiple threats while staying ready to intervene if truly needed. Zaro pulled a mana potion from void storage without breaking Shadow Camo. The familiar blue liquid restored his reserves as he tracked the battle. The construct''s cores pulsed brighter, cycling elements faster. Lightning arced toward Tom while ice formed beneath his feet. A dark bolt from its shadow core followed, the combination a perfect death trap. Zaro void stepped closer, Temporal Dilation slowing the world to a crawl. Two precious seconds of enhanced time let him analyze the attack pattern. The construct had modified its targeting algorithms, learning to create lethal combinations. Marcus'' shield intercepted lightning as Sara''s fire melted ice. Tom rolled under the void bolt, his movements showing real growth. The recruits adapted without Zaro needing to intervene. The construct paused, all five cores pulsing in sync. Something big was coming. Well butter my biscuit partner. System announced. Your stealth stats just got an upgrade. Shadow Camouflage reached Level 2. Base cost, 45 mana per minute. Wraith Cloak synergy active. 7% damage reduction. Final cost, 42.75 mana per minute. Total duration: 9 minutes 21 seconds. Note. That''s more sneaking time than a fox has chicken dreams. The construct gathered power as Zaro noted his improved efficiency. With over nine minutes of stealth and a full mana pool, he could maintain perfect observation while keeping temporal dilation as backup. The construct''s cores blazed with blinding light. Liquid metal peeled back revealing a concentrated sphere of pure elemental chaos. Sweet mercy partner that thing''s about to unleash more hurt than a hornet in a rocking chair factory. Zaro''s void sense screamed warnings as the blast released. Sara focused on countering, not seeing the secondary void pulse aimed at her spine. No time for subtlety. Zaro void stepped between Sara and certain death. His enhanced agility let him shove her clear but the shadow energy caught his left hand. Flesh and bone vaporized to the wrist in an instant. Minus 85 health. Sara stumbled from his push, seeing only a spray of blood as she rolled clear. Zaro activated Eye of the Storm immediately. His vitality regeneration kicked in after the three second delay, stacking with meditation for 8 health per second. The pain wasn''t as bad as he thought it would be, it was half shock, and half his vitality kicking in. The pain of hitting the stat upgrade thresholds were about the same in 10 points increments, so he seemed more resilient to the pain. However as soon as the healing kicked in there was odd itching and burning as the nerves regrew. It was the oldest sensation Zaro had ever felt. He marveled at his new body and his vitality. At first he had to hide the fear and panic on his face, but that quickly turned into excitement and confidence. Well would you look at that. System marveled. Growing back faster than rumors at a church picnic. Ezra''s eyes widened as she watched new tissue form. Bone muscle and skin regenerated in seconds. Twelve seconds after impact, Zaro flexed a completely restored hand. Only the blood on the floor suggested anything had happened. Sara turned back, seeing only splattered blood and Zaro''s intact form in Shadow Camo. The construct gathered power for another assault. The Elite Guardian''s cores flared brighter with each passing second, cycling through elemental energies at a dizzying speed. Fire, ice, lightning, water and shadow swirled together, radiating a palpable aura of destruction. The runes on the arena walls glowed brighter in response, casting eerie light across the battlefield. Zaro stepped forward, deactivating Shadow Camo and letting the dark ripples dissipate from his form. He rolled his shoulders, muscles tensing with anticipation. Enough sneaking around, he thought. Let¡¯s see what this thing is really made of. Marcus, keep its focus for as long as you can, Zaro barked, his voice sharp with authority. Ezra, Sara, and Chad, support him. Tom, look for weak points, but don¡¯t overextend. I¡¯ll take point. You¡¯re going head to head with that thing? Chad asked incredulously, adjusting his hat as if trying to process the madness. Yeah, Zaro replied, flexing his fingers as void energy began to swirl around his fists. It¡¯s time I earned my keep. The Guardian roared, its liquid metal armor rippling as it launched a volley of attacks. Lightning streaked toward Marcus, who absorbed the blow with his shield, staggering but holding his ground. Ezra¡¯s shadow infused arrows zipped through the air, striking at exposed joints in the construct¡¯s limbs, while Sara launched carefully timed fireballs at the ice core. Chad''s spells shielded the group from the worst of the elemental onslaught. Zaro surged forward, his enhanced Strength and Agility letting him weave through the chaos with ease. He closed the gap in seconds leaping into position just as the Guardian¡¯s massive arm swung toward him. He ducked low, the strike missing by inches, and retaliated with a devastating Shadow Strike, charged at four times its usual power. The first punch connected with a thunderous impact, the void energy tearing through the Guardian¡¯s metal plating. The damage rippled outward, shattering pieces of its armor. The most damage Zaro had ever dealt in a single attack. He smirked and got ready to dig in. Stepping into his next attack. The Guardian fired a flurry of beams into Zaro that took nearly half of his health in one shot, the force almost throwing him against the wall. He used the force to orient his feet in the wall and jumped off of it back to throw another strike. He would have to finish this fast. He unleashed a flurry of blows, each one a 4 times charge Shadow Strike. The construct reeled as punch after punch hammered its core and limbs. Each strike hit with precision, void energy bypassing its defenses to tear into its core. From a green inner glow to yellow in his system. The new update to the system seemed to show him a glimpse of a health bar when his attacks did damage. The bar would show up briefly and evaporate. He dodged an attack and let the hands go, three more shadow strikes in a row devastated the enemy. Crunch. Crash, Crunch. Zaro danced around the Guardian¡¯s retaliatory strikes, his enhanced agility keeping him one step ahead. The construct¡¯s massive claws raked through the air where he had been seconds before, its attacks growing more frantic as Zaro¡¯s assault continued. Five down, Zaro muttered under his breath, void energy crackling around his fists. He pivoted on his heel, dodging another elemental strike, and delivered his final punch directly into the Guardian¡¯s central core. His mana depleted. The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the arena, void energy surging into the construct and destabilizing its energy matrix. The enemy''s health was destabilized completely. A notification was muted. The Elite Guardian stumbled, its movements erratic as cracks spread across its glowing cores. With a final, guttural roar, it collapsed, its elemental energy discharging harmlessly into the air. The metallic frame crumbled into a heap of shimmering fragments, its power extinguished. The room fell silent, save for the crackling of residual magic. Zaro stood amidst the remains of the Guardian, his chest heaving as void energy flickered around his body. Sweat dripped from his brow, but a triumphant grin split his face. He had to halt the reflex to pop a health potion and use Eye of the Storm instead. He took 20 seconds to heal a chunk of his health and then checked his notifications. Achievement unlocked, Heavy Hitter. The System drawled. Over 1,200 damage dealt within 60 seconds. Reward: +1 strength and +1 agility. Note. You hit like a mule on a mission. His team rushed forward, their expressions a mix of awe and relief. Marcus clapped him on the back. That was insane. You went toe to toe with that thing and didn¡¯t even flinch. Didn¡¯t have time to, Zaro replied with a chuckle, trying to act normal as the pain started to dissipate from his mana depletion. Ezra retrieved a fragment of the Guardian¡¯s core, examining its intricate design. You didn¡¯t just weaken it, she said, turning the piece over in her hands. You destroyed it completely. Team effort, Zaro replied, glancing around at his companions. Every one of you did your part. I just delivered the final blow. The System chimed in. Experience gained, 1,800. 2,550 of 3,300. 750 until level 13. Loot drop detected. Core Fragment of Elemental Chaos. System Alert. Quest completed. Zaro muted the notification for now. He knew what it was about. Chad adjusted his hat, an impressed smirk tugging at his lips. Well, if you¡¯re going to show off, I guess that¡¯s the way to do it. With the labyrinth completed the dungeon reward would come. There were 7 chests that appeared near the front entrance. When the group was passing by they opened them quick. After all, this was the entire point of a dungeon. The battles, the upgrades and the loot. Zaro marveled at his first level 35 labyrinth dungeon reward chest. He took the moment in with all its brilliance. He had earned this and his excitement was more than anything he had ever felt. Zaro reached forward and opened the chest. The ornate lid creaked as it revealed its contents. A faint crimson glow bathed his face as a single scroll lay nestled inside. The energy from the scroll pulsed softly, drawing his attention like a heartbeat. The voice of the System filled his mind. Well now, partner. You¡¯ve wrangled yourself a fine piece of treasure. That there is Blood Bargain. Risk your own life for power. This one ain¡¯t for the faint of heart. Zaro picked up the scroll. Learn skill? Popped up in the air next to it. Zaro focused on confirm. Heat surged through his body as knowledge of the skill began to integrate with his system. The System continued. Blood Bargain lets you sacrifice your health to boost your strength, intellect, or speed. The bigger the gamble, the bigger the gain. Be careful though. You don¡¯t wanna bite off more than you can chew. The scroll began to burn and turn to ashes as he learned it. The embers absorbed into his skin. The energy felt both thrilling and heavy, as if warning him of its cost. A second notification appeared in his vision. Upgrade available. Spend one Skill Upgrade Point to enhance Blood Bargain? The description was just question marks. Zaro dismissed the notification. Not yet, he thought. This wasn¡¯t the time to explore what might come next. The rest of the group approached their own chests. Each treasure pulsed with its own energy, resonating with the person it was meant for. Marcus reached into his chest and withdrew a glowing blue scroll. Steel Resolve. A skill that strengthens shield techniques and enhances durability. He nodded and tucked the scroll into his gear. Ezra stepped forward to retrieve a dark purple scroll. Arcane Archer¡¯s Mark. A skill designed to amplify precision and infuse ranged attacks with whatever affinity energy the user had. She studied the runes carefully before slipping it into her pack. Chad¡¯s chest revealed a green scroll crackling with sparks. Fleetfoot. A skill that enhances reflexes and agility, making the user faster and harder to hit. Chad tilted his hat and grinned. Just my speed. Tom¡¯s reward was a fiery red scroll radiating intense heat. Blazing Strikes. A skill that adds fire-based effects to melee attacks. He tested the energy briefly before nodding with approval. Sara lifted a radiant scroll shifting between gold and silver light. Arcanist¡¯s Purge. A spell that cleanses curses and dispels harmful magic. She smiled, already imagining its uses. Ramrod reached into his chest and pulled out a weighty scroll surrounded by earthy tones. Stonebreaker. A skill that increases raw strength and shatters defenses with powerful strikes. Ramrod gave a rare smirk before adding the scroll to his inventory. With the rewards claimed, the team regrouped. Zaro stood silently for a moment, glancing in the system at the Blood Bargain skill. He knew it would be risky, but the potential was undeniable. Alright. Zaro¡¯s voice cut through the silence. Let¡¯s move out. We¡¯ve got what we came for. No sense waiting around for the labyrinth to change its mind. The group followed him out of the Reward Chamber and into the sunlight. The oppressive tension of the labyrinth faded, replaced by relief and camaraderie. Chad stretched his arms and yawned loudly. I¡¯m voting for a week of rest after this one. No arguments. Ezra smirked. Rest for you means trouble for the rest of us. You¡¯d get bored in two days. Ramrod huffed as he adjusted his weapon. Focus. We need to analyze these scrolls and prepare for what¡¯s next. This wasn¡¯t just any labyrinth. Zaro walked slightly ahead of the group, rolling his shoulders as he activated Blood Bargain experimentally. He gave 10% of his health for 10% strength. It felt as if he was stabbed in the shoulder and he immediately felt the change. It was only 3 points but his muscles bulged. The sensation of power surging through him was both exhilarating and heavy. He canceled the skill quickly, unwilling to test its limits here. The System spoke again. Well partner, now you¡¯ve had a taste. This skill¡¯s got potential. Let¡¯s see if you¡¯ve got the grit to use it right. Zaro tightened his grip on his voidfang as they made their way toward the guild. Blood Bargain was only the beginning. Bigger challenges loomed ahead, and he knew his team would be ready for them. Family Ties System, switch back to normal personality. No more cowboy, Zaro thought. Loading default personality matrix, initializing snark levels, calibrating pop culture references, Done. Finally. That accent was getting rough to listen to. Zaro thought. The journey back to Everlight began under clear skies. Their recruits trailed behind discussing their new abilities while the senior team walked ahead. Chad cleared his throat and adjusted his hat. Let me speak with you all. Away from the others. They moved ahead until the recruits'' voices faded. Chad spoke with unusual seriousness. That display in the labyrinth showed me something new. I have studied void energy for years. What you and Ezra share runs deeper than mere magic. I want to join this void family. Aye, Ramrod''s laugh echoed through the trees. If the hat wearing wizard joins then so will I. But first ye must beat me in combat Zero. No void tricks. Pure martial skill. Incoming boss fight detected. Difficulty: Makes Dark Souls look like Hello Kitty Island Adventure. I accept your challenge. We can settle this properly once we return. Zaro reminded Ramrod how easily he was beaten before. That was before ye turned that Elite Guardian ta spare parts. Chad touched his hat nervously. When do we perform the ritual? Back in Everlight. We need privacy for this. Zaro replied Ezra watched the exchange with interest. Her competitive nature sparked an idea. Race you to that ridge? Let us see if void powers match elven speed. Zaros grin widened. Challenge accepted. System. Time to test Blood Bargain. You want to sacrifice 40% HP for mana? That''s gonna hurt worse than watching the Game of Thrones finale. His health dropped to 480 as mana surged to 560. Blood Bargain burned like molten metal in his veins. He forced the pain down and focused. Ready? Ezra settled into a starting stance. Set. Aye lad, Ramrod called out. Show us what ye got. Go. Zaro activated temporal dilation on himself and sped up. The recruits gasped as both competitors seemed to vanish. Their basic perception stats couldn''t track movement at this level. Marcus dropped his sword in surprise while Sara blinked rapidly, trying to process what happened. Ezra activated Void Dash, her form blurring as she teleported in rapid succession. Each dash covered three meters, but to Zaro''s temporally enhanced perception, even her teleports seemed sluggish. He jogged past her mid-dash, watching void energy ripple around her frozen form. Three seconds in, his vitality regeneration kicked in, matching his enhanced temporal state. The healing accelerated to keep pace with his altered time perception - a crucial insight about his abilities. Whoa there Speed Racer, your regen is synced with the temporal field. That''s more broken than my ex''s promises. The System chimed. He reached the ridge with three seconds to spare and turned to watch her approach, her void dashes appearing like stop motion photography. Temporal Dilation has reached Level 2. Mana cost reduced to 45 mana per second With 400 mana Zaro can use this skill for 8 seconds. Ezra arrived breathing steadily but confusion showed on her face. Even with Void Dash, you moved like I was standing still. The recruits finally caught sight of them at the ridge, their jaws hanging open. Tom whispered something about inhuman speed. Aye, Ramrod bellowed. Now that''s what I call a proper show of power. Though I still say nothing beats a good old fashioned axe to the face. Blood Bargain gave me mana. Temporal Dilation slowed you down. Zaro explained while his health regenerated slowly. The insight about his regeneration speed matching temporal dilation could be game changing in combat. Showing off again? She nodded toward their watching audience. Always. His grin hid the lingering pain as he considered the tactical advantages of his improved time control. The ability grew more useful with each application. The others caught up while Chad theorized about temporal mechanics. Ramrod simply shook his head and smiled. System notification. Achievement unlocked. Time Lord Wannabe Reward, Ability to say wibbly wobbly timey wimey without cringing Note. No TARDIS included. That''s DLC. The group made their way back to the city gates as the sun began to set. The recruits whispered among themselves about the impossible speed display. They kept throwing glances at Zaro. System status check. Health. 800. Mana. 400. Blood Bargain cooldown. 3 minutes. Note. Maybe don''t yeet half your HP next time? Just saying. The familiar bustle of Everlights market district welcomed them. Street vendors packed up their stalls while tavern lights flickered to life. The scent of fresh bread and roasted meat drifted from The Drunken Gryphon. Aye time for a proper celebration. Ramrod grinned. First rounds on me. Chad adjusted his hat. Before that perhaps we should discuss the void family matter. His fingers tapped his staff nervously. The recruits looked exhausted but proud. Marcus straightened his back. Thank you for the training sir. We learned more today than in months of standard instruction. Get some rest. Zaro told them. Report to the guild tomorrow for your rank assessments. They nodded and headed off. Once alone Zaro checked his muted notifications. System Alert. Labyrinth Quest Complete Primary Objective. Clear Labyrinth. Completed Bonus Objective. All Recruits Survived. Completed Experience gained. 750 System Alert. Dubs in the chat. Level up. Level 13 reached. Current progress. 3500 experience for level 14. 10 stat points and 5 skill points received.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. Quest Rewards. Skill Upgrade Point 2. Stat Points 5. New Title. Guardian of the Labyrinth Effect. 5% damage to construct type enemies Effect. 2% damage reduction in dungeons Zaro now had 25 stat points, 3 skill upgrade points and 21 skill points. Zaro led his team to a quiet corner of the city gardens. Ancient trees provided privacy while crystal lanterns cast soft blue light across carefully maintained paths. Chad paced nervously. So how exactly does this void family thing work? Do we need candles? Ritual circles. Blood sacrifice. Nay ye dramatic git. Ramrod chuckled. Though I still say we should fight first Zero. Nothing builds family bonds like a good brawl. Ezra leaned against a tree watching with amusement. Just wait until you feel the connection. It''s different from normal magic. Chad. Zaro spoke with authority. Before we proceed I need you to understand what this means. The void family isn''t just a magical bond. It''s a hierarchy. You would serve under my leadership. Are you willing to accept that? Chad paused his nervous pacing. The normally confident wizard looked thoughtful. You want me to serve under you? His fingers tightened around his staff. Yes. Ezra moved closer. We are family but Zaro leads us. The void chose him as our anchor. Chad studied Zaro for a long moment. Your power in the labyrinth. The way you handled the recruits. The tactical decisions. He adjusted his hat. Yes. I will serve. Zaro nodded and reached out with his void sense. The familiar darkness swirled around him ready to forge new bonds. Chad closed his eyes and stepped into the void energy. System Alert. Initiating Void Family Bond Zaro poured more power into the connection. Chad gasped as void energy wrapped around his natural mana. The magical resistance fought back trying to reject the foreign power. Just breathe. Ezra stepped closer lending her strength to the bond. Let it flow naturally. Chad nodded sweat beading on his forehead. His hat tilted askew as he focused on accepting the void energy. Gradually his resistance faded. System Alert. Void Family Bond Established Member Added. Chad Level 32 Archmage Specialization. Void Mage. Basic skills unlocked. Void bolt, Void Sense and Void Whisper. Specialization Skills Unlocked. Void Barrier, Void Bomb, Shadow Siphon. That was intense. Chad adjusted his hat with shaking hands. I can feel both of you. Like shadows at the edge of my thoughts. Chad flexed his fingers feeling new power flow through them. The void energy merged seamlessly with his arcane knowledge creating something entirely new. Fascinating. Chad whispered. The theoretical applications alone. His eyes lit up with academic excitement. I can see the patterns now. The way void energy interacts with traditional magic. Ramrod watched the ceremony with interest. Now that looks like proper magic. Almost makes me want to try it myself. But first. He cracked his knuckles. About that fight Zero. Tomorrow at dawn then. Zaro nodded to Ramrod. First I need food and rest. The smell of roasted meat caught his attention. He grabbed a massive turkey leg from a passing vendor cart and made his way to his quarters. The hot bath helped ease the strain from the day while he contemplated his growing strength. Lying back in the steaming water he focused inward channeling his power into his physical form. System Alert. Distributing Stat Points Strength increased by 5. New value 40. Agility increased by 10. New value 40. Stamina increased by 5. New value 40. 5 stat point banked. Zaro had an odd habit of feeling like he need to have points banked just in case. He''d been doing it in games for years. Just in case he is in a situation he can''t figure out. Having a bunch of stat points banked could change the outcome. He had a hard time committing completely. He waited for the uncomfortable feelings that the upgrades gave with a threshold crossing upgrade. His muscles, bones tendons and ligaments felt like they were tearing and reforming in every inch of his body while his lungs and heart were battling evil as well. The sound of his bones breaking and reforming was painful and gross sounding. However, experiencing the pain while in a steaming hot bath was refreshing. He was starting to look forward to the pain. And what it meant. The pain subsided. Zaro exited the bath, rolling his shoulders as he adjusted to his new frame. He dried off and used void storage to equip some clothes. His shirts were definitely getting tight across the chest and arms. At six feet and now around 210 pounds, he cut an imposing figure. He would need to visit the tailor soon. Level 13 Voidwalker HP 800. Mana 400. Strength 40. Agility 40. Intelligence 40. Vitality 40. Stamina 40 Available Resources Stat points 5 Skill Points 21 Skill Upgrade Points 3 I will keep banking these until I have enough for something awesome. Zaro thought. He got prepared for his battle and started walking to the yard. Zaro faced Ramrod in the training yard as dawn broke. Looking up at his eight-foot tall opponent, he knew power strikes would be useless. He''d need perfect technique. Ramrod launched a heavy straight punch. Zaro stepped in, his forearm angled up at forty five degrees in what Jeet Kune Dough refers to as bong sao, using his elbow''s power and shifted center line to redirect the massive strike past his shoulder. As Ramrod''s arm slid by, Zaro''s palm shot out in a pak sao, pinning and trapping the extended limb against Ramrod''s own shoulder. Using the trap, Zaro delivered precise hooks to the floating ribs. Ramrod tried creating space but Zaro stayed tight, grabbing wrist and elbow controls. When Ramrod threw another heavy strike, Zaro secured his arm while stepping deep into his base. Using Ramrod''s forward momentum and his own hip rotation, he executed a clean hip throw. As they crashed down Zaro maintained wrist control, transitioning quickly to knee on belly and he rained down a hammer fist that Ramrod barely blocked in time. That gave Zaro time to achieve a solid mount. He extended and wrapped his legs around his opponents legs like vines and pressed his hips into the ground to pin and started throwing punches then immediately transitioned to a high mount to limit arm movement. Ramrod bucked and nearly escaped so Zaro shifted back to mount and started his ground and pound. 1 punch connected so his opponent tried to turn over and get up due to being overwhelmed and Zaro didn''t hesitate to take Ramrod''s back. Against the much larger opponent, he hooked his left leg around Ramrod''s left elbow tucking it tight behind to limit movement and trap the left arm with his leg to even the strength gap. Ramrod tried powering out but the position negated his strength advantage. Zaro threw short left hooks targeting the jaw, forcing Ramrod''s chin up and creating the opening. His right arm snaked under the neck, securing the rear naked choke. Ramrod refused to tap, struggling against the blood choke until his movements slowed and finally stopped. Zaro immediately released the hold and rolled him to his side. Ramrod''s eyes fluttered open moments later. He grinned up at Zaro. Now that''s how ye fight properly. But what do ye call all that fancy stuff ye did? JKD for the blocks and traps, Zaro demonstrated the angled forearm and palm pin. Judo for the throw, and Brazilian Jiu jitsu for the groundwork. He helped the bigger man to his feet. When your opponent is stronger, you need leverage and technique rather than force. Ramrod rubbed his neck thoughtfully. Aye, ye made me look like a tavern brawler. Never seen fighting like that before. The redirects, Zaro mimicked the movements slowly, let me use your own power against you. When you struck, I didn''t block. I guided your force away while staying close. The trap kept you from pulling back to full power. Ramrod nodded, throwing a slow punch to better understand. And that throw? You barely seemed to strain. Hip rotation and leverage. Once I was inside, your height worked against you. Your center of gravity was higher, Zaro demonstrated the entry. Then on the ground, I kept you from using your strength by controlling your posture and arms. The leg hook trapped your arm so you couldn''t just muscle out. Clever lad. Most just try to match strength with strength. Ramrod rubbed his jaw where the hooks had landed. Those little strikes were precise too. Kept me from thinking straight enough to counter. Dirty boxing. Short hooks and strikes from close range. Had to keep you defensive while I worked for position, Zaro shrugged. Against someone your size, I needed every advantage. Well, Ramrod grinned, rolling his shoulders, care to show me that first block again? Might be useful teaching these guards something beyond swinging hammers. Zaro moved through the basic stance. Keep your forearm angled like this, he showed Ramrod. The power comes from your elbow being anchored close to your body. When a strike comes in, you turn just enough to let it slide past while staying in range to counter. Ramrod mirrored the movement, his massive frame adjusting to the technique. Like water off a roof then. More like guiding a river, Zaro corrected. You want to stay connected to their energy. Feel where it''s going. Then you can use it. The big warrior nodded. Show me that trap again. The one you used to set up the throw. As they strike, you redirect with the forearm block, then your palm pins their extended arm, Zaro demonstrated slowly. From here you can control their posture. See how it breaks their structure? And those short strikes after? Keep them tight. No big swings. Zaro threw a series of compact hooks. You want to generate power from your hips even in close. Each hit sets up the next position. Makes sense lad. In a real fight though, what stops them from just pulling away? Zaro stepped in close. Timing and distance. You stay too tight for them to generate power. If they try to make space... he seized Ramrod''s arm and smoothly entered for another throw, stopping just before the completion. Ramrod laughed. Point taken. Well lad, it looks as if ye have a new brother in me. Let''s get on with the show. Void energy pulsed from Zaro''s palm, spreading through Ramrod''s body like ink in water. The big warrior shuddered as dark energy rippled across his skin like plates of living armor. Suddenly the plates sunk beneath his flesh, into his very being. Ramrod threw his head back with a roar of pain as his nervous system burned with void energy, every nerve ending aflame with dark power. When it was done, Ramrod stood, his eyes now burning with purple iris, tiny specks of void energy dancing in their depths. His skin had returned to normal, but dark purple traced through his veins like a web of twilight beneath his flesh. His presence filled the space around them, a Kinetic Void Colossus awakened. System alert. Quest completed. Zaro muted the notification. Ramrod flexed his hands, feeling the void energy pulse with each movement. Every step, every motion seemed to feed something within him. Even the air disturbed by his movements left tiny traces of power he could feel. Three basic abilities awakened within him - the void sense that let him feel the energy around him, the ability to manifest void armor at will, and most intimately, the void whisper that connected him to his new family''s thoughts. Can ye hear me, lad? Ramrod projected the thought, testing this new connection. Clear as day, brother, Zaro''s voice echoed in his mind. The void whisper will always keep us connected, no matter the distance. The void has chosen well, Zaro spoke aloud. You will absorb the force of battle itself. Each blow you take, each strike you make, will only make you stronger. When you call upon your power, you''ll grow even larger, your flesh becoming living void armor once again. Ramrod grinned, understanding flooding through him as the void revealed his abilities. Like our sparring match. The more they fight, the more power I gain. Welcome to the family brother, Zaro said simply. Ramrod clasped his arm, his grip now carrying the weight of mountains. Lead on then. Show me what else ye can teach me about the void. The two warriors walked back toward the keep, brothers in the dark. Gold Guild Granted Zaro made it back to his room. His muscles ached from the battle with Ramrod, a pleasant reminder of progress made. The big warrior would make a fine addition to the family. He sat on his bed and checked his notifications. System Alert Quest Complete Void Legacy Family Recruitment Status Three members recruited Reward Instant level up to 14 Zaro swiped away the notification. The level up could wait. His mind was still processing the day''s events. Chad''s evolution into a void mage. Sarah''s newfound shadow abilities. Now Ramrod''s transformation into a Kinetic Void Colossus. The pieces were falling into place. But right now he needed rest. Eight hours of Eye of the Storm meditation would restore his energy and help integrate the day''s experiences. Tomorrow would bring new challenges with the Gold Guild registration. He settled into his meditation pose, letting void energy flow through his tired body. The familiar sensation of Eye of the Storm pulled him into its peaceful embrace. The guild could wait until morning. For now, he would rest. Zaro woke from Eye of the Storm feeling refreshed. Steam filled his private washroom as he sank into the hot bath, letting the water soothe his muscles. His mind wandered to the tasks ahead while he scrubbed away yesterday''s training. After drying off, he stood at the mirror and carefully shaved, making himself presentable for the guild meeting. The ritual was calming, helping him focus his thoughts. Back in his room, Zaro pulled out his ledger. Seven hundred gold pieces. Not bad for his time in the city. The adventuring, whispering caves, and winning had paid off. Property in the better districts would cost around two thousand gold to buy, but he could get a lease signed to rent a house for a few hundred. Also, the merchant district might have something more affordable. He would need to visit the Governor''s office after the guild registration. Find out about property taxes, deed requirements, available locations. A proper base of operations would be essential now that the void family was growing. Zaro closed the ledger. Time to get dressed and head to the guild. But first, he needed to process that level up. Zaro checked his stats before allocating his points. He had 15 stat points, 26 skill points and 3 skill upgrade points to use. He decided to bank them all for now. He wanted to hit 50 in a few stats at once and really feel the difference of 5 times stronger than anyone in earth. Level 14 Voidwalker HP 800, mana 400, strength 40, agility 40, intelligence 40, vitality 40, stamina 40. Available Resources Stat points 15 Skill Points 26 Skill Upgrade Points 3 Zaro pulled on his best shirt, the fabric straining slightly. Time to look presentable for the Guild. The familiar peaks and spires of the Everlight Adventurers Guild rose before him, just as impressive as his first visit. The morning sun glinted off the gilded doors as he approached. Word of the Whispering Caves cleansing had spread, and the guards nodded respectfully as he passed. The clerk at the registration desk looked up from his ledger. Ah, Zaro. The Guildmaster mentioned you''d be coming. Both gold rank trials completed, quite impressive. He gestured toward the familiar hallway. He''d like to speak with you before we process your registration. Where''s Marta? Zaro asked. Oh she''s around here somewhere. I''m CeeJay. Nice to meet you. Same, said Zaro. Zaro made his way down the familiar corridor to Barrock''s office. The ancient sword still hung on the wall looking just as cursed as before and that dragon tooth continued radiating ominous energy. He knocked on the door carved from what had to be a centuries old tree. Enter Barrock''s voice boomed from within. The Guildmaster stood by his window, his impressive height still surprising for a dwarf. He turned, silver streaked beard failing to hide his grin. So the temporary medallion holder returns. I hear you have been busy.Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Zaro touched the gold medallion at his neck. The Labyrinth trial is complete. All recruits survived. Survived. Barrock laughed the sound echoing off the walls. From what I hear they thrived. The instructors say they showed more improvement in one day than in months of standard training. He stroked his beard thoughtfully. And now you have completed both gold rank trials. The Whispering Caves cleansed and the Labyrinth mastered. Barrock moved to his desk pulling out a familiar scroll. However, guild tradition demands balance. You have proven yourself against high level threats but an adventurer must be well rounded. He unrolled the scroll revealing two contracts. Two silver rank quests remain. Consider them formalities rather than trials. What kind of formalities Zaro asked studying the contracts. A nest of wyverns threatening the eastern trade routes and a bandit camp that has grown too bold. Barrock''s eyes twinkled. Nothing too strenuous for someone who turned an Elite Guardian into scrap metal. The Guildmaster produced an ornate box from his desk drawer. Inside lay a gold medallion but unlike the temporary one this radiated real power. Complete these quests and this becomes yours. Full guild privileges access to restricted areas, the works. When do I start Zaro asked, already calculating how quickly he could clear these formalities. Eager are you Barrock chuckled. The contracts are yours when you are ready. Just try not to traumatize any more bandits like that last group. The survivors are still babbling about shadows and impossible speed. Zaro kept his face carefully neutral. I will do my best to be discreet. See that you do. Barrock''s expression turned serious. Power like yours draws attention lad. The guild can offer some protection but be careful who sees what you can really do. Zaro nodded, accepting both contracts. The system pinged softly in his mind. System Alert. New Quests Added. Wyvern Nest Clearance Silver Rank. Bandit Camp Cleanup Silver Rank. Note Maybe don''t show off this time Just saying One more thing Barrock added as Zaro turned to leave. That void energy you are trying so hard to hide is getting stronger. You might want to work on your containment. The Guildmaster''s eyes held knowing amusement. Just some friendly advice. Zaro paused, turning back to face Barrock. How does one contain it Any suggestions on spells or aura mastery that might help Barrock reached into his desk and pulled out a worn leather tome. The cover bore no title but emanated a subtle restraining energy. Most users of power learn to weave it inward rather than let it leak outward. Think of it like breathing. Right now your power breathes out affecting the world around you. You need to learn to breathe it in, contain it, cycle it through your core. He opened the book revealing diagrams of energy flow and meditation techniques. The principles are simple but mastering them takes time. This might help. Consider it a loan. Return it when you have finished these silver rank quests. System Alert. Item Acquired Ancient Manual of Aura Containment. Note Finally some actual instruction instead of just winging it. Thank you Zaro said, accepting the book. He could feel the subtle techniques within already calling to his void sense. Barrock nodded. Now go handle those quests. And try to keep the property damage to a minimum this time. Zaro left the office with contracts and book in hand, his mind already planning the most efficient way to complete these final tasks. The gold medallion would be his soon enough. And maybe with this book he really would learn to be more discrete. Maybe. Zaro returned to his room and settled cross legged on the floor. The ancient manual lay open before him pages showing intricate patterns of energy flow. His void sense traced the diagrams feeling how they resonated with his own power. The first technique seemed simple enough. Visualize your power as water flowing through channels. Rather than letting it spill outward, direct it inward creating a closed circuit. Zaro closed his eyes and activated Eye of the Storm to better focus on his energy. Through void sense he could see his own aura pulsing with each heartbeat spreading outward like ripples in a pond. According to the manual this wasteful expansion leaked power and attracted attention. He needed to contain it, cycle it, compress it. Zaro tried following the diagram breathing in deeply while pulling his aura tight against his skin. For a moment it worked, his void energy condensing into a thin shell. Then like a stretched rubber band it snapped back outward with enough force to knock over his chair. System Alert Aura Containment Training Initiated Current Progress Terrible Note That chair did nothing to deserve such treatment Zaro picked up the chair and tried again. This time he imagined his power as a spiral turning ever inward. The manual showed how each rotation should tighten the energy making it more dense but less noticeable. His second attempt lasted longer but ended with his void energy dispersing like smoke in wind. The third attempt felt different. Rather than forcing his aura inward he let it flow naturally finding its own path. The manual emphasized working with your power not against it. Gradually his void energy began cycling through his body like blood through veins. Each circuit grew tighter more controlled. Then he sneezed. The sudden disruption sent void energy exploding outward rattling windows and making the floorboards creak. Down the hall someone shouted asking if there had been an earthquake. System Alert. Aura Containment Progress Minor Success. Duration 47 seconds. Note, maybe practice outside Next time. Achievement Unlocked First Steps. Reward Plus 1 Intelligence . Note The chair thanks you for sparing it this time. Zaro sighed, picking up the manual again. The next chapter detailed more advanced techniques but he clearly needed to master the basics first. At least he had felt what proper containment should feel like. Now he just needed practice. Lots of practice. And maybe he should apologize to his neighbors about the earthquake. Zaro closed the manual and sent his voice out to his void family. Time for their first group training session. They met in one of the guild''s private training grounds, a walled courtyard with enough space for four people to move freely. Chad arrived first adjusting his immaculate wide-brimmed hat. Ezra appeared from the shadows next, her mixed heritage subtle but visible in her slightly pointed ears and elegant features. Most would miss the signs but Zaro''s void sense caught the blend of elven and human blood. Ramrod strode in last, his massive frame carrying none of the typical orcish aggression his people were known for. Before we plan our wyvern hunt we need to learn to fight as a unit Zaro said. But first I want to know who I am fighting beside. We are family now. No more secrets. Chad touched his hat again, his usual smile fading. The leather was well oiled, the band recently replaced and the enchanted stitching maintained with obsessive care. This hat was my master''s last gift. He saw what I could become when others saw only danger. The enchantments in it help control my wild magic. Sometimes when my power spikes its all that keeps me from losing control. He died protecting his students from a mana storm. Everything I know about controlling magic came from him. Everything except how to live with failing him. Chad''s hand trembled slightly as he adjusted the hat again letting its familiar magic steady his own. Ezra lifted her chin standing straighter in the silence that followed Chad''s words. Neither world wanted me she said. Too human for the elves too elven for humans. Called mongrel in both tongues. The shadows became my only friends. Until now. Her voice held no self pity, just simple truth. Ramrod''s deep voice rumbled. My clan raids villages. They called me weak for refusing to hurt innocents. Said I betrayed orc traditions. He shrugged massive shoulders. Some traditions need betraying. My strength serves my own code now. Zaro looked at his family seeing them truly. A wild mage fighting for control. A shadow walker seeking belonging. A warrior choosing mercy. And himself a void walker building something new. Now Zaro said settling into a fighting stance lets see how our powers work together. Those wyverns won''t know what hit them. But first He grinned. Try to hit me. Chad adjusted his hat a gleam in his eye. Ezra moved out of range. Ramrod cracked his knuckles. The training ground erupted with void touched magic shadow and force. Time to learn to fight as one. Training Teams Thrive Together The first blast of void touched magic from Chad rippled against Zaro''s Void shield. Not bad, but too direct. He noticed the arrow as it was loaded and as it was fired Zaro had shifted his weight to his back leg and switched stance while trading 20% health for mana with Blood Bargain. The arrow went past him as Ramrod''s punch was just about to make contact with his kidneys. Zaro dropped to the ground and performed a donkey kick with three points of contact on the ground. The kick sent Ramrod staggering back 3 steps as he immediately called his void daggers into his hand to counter what he could only assume the crackling sound was. He lunged laterally and leapt onto the branch of a huge tree as he saw Chad sending a torrent of lightning his way. He knew Ezra''s shadow direct had a limit of around 10 feet, and he was out of range now. When the lightning struck with the expected speed it moves, he knew the tree would keep him grounded while he stuck a dagger out and pointed the other dagger at Ramrod, who had just gained his footing and was about to leap. The lightning impacted Ramrod and lit him up like a Christmas tree, doing no damage to Zaro. Zaro threw a dagger at Chad''s foot and he couldn''t dodge in time, his foot was stabbed and pinned to the ground. This disrupted Chad''s follow up attack as he yelled in pain. Just then Zaro caught an arrow to the shoulder with a force that knocked him off the branch. He was about to activate temporal dilation, so he proceeded to increase his speed by 90%. This allowed for precise control and proprioception while falling. He pulled the arrow out while righting his fall like a cat. He threw the arrow at Chad, impacting his other leg. Then he leapt toward Ezra, closing the distance immediately. She was already in her Void Dash so his fist passed through the shadow that was Ezra. She was suddenly on the branch he had just fallen out of. Zaro cancelled temporal dilation and threw a dagger. Catching the bewildered Ezra''s left shoulder, glancing off and sticking into the tree. Chad yelled out from his second injury. Ramrod activated his void colossus form, growing a foot taller while his skin became armored. Ezra used her Phantom Flurry to send arrows at Zaro but his void sense told him to focus on Ramrod. As Ezra was sending her second and third of 5 arrows. She was hit in the back by the dagger from the tree she was in. Will of the Void called the dagger back toward Zaro. This caused arrows 4 and 5 to fire too high. He was actively healing from the first arrow and void stepped in time to dodge the first 3 as they impacted where he was just standing. Zaro landed on Chad''s side and opened his hand, drawing the dagger out of Chad''s foot, then he pulled Chad in for a hug as Ezras arrow struck him in the back. Zaro Void stepped to the base of the tree while using it for cover on his way to meet Ramrod. The Orc threw a furious right. Zaro ducked and slid between his legs as the punch connected with the tree trunk and knocked Ezra off balance. Zaro channeled a shadow strike at five times the charge. 300 potential damage. He threw the punch at Ramrod''s right side as he heard the ribs crack. Ramrod used that energy to throw his own attack catching Zaro, knocking him several feet and taking 120 health. Zaro rolled to his feet and leapt up so he could see Ezra. He air void stepped as he prepared to throw a combination of punches at her at point blank range. She was highly skilled in hand to hand as most elves would be. Zaro couldn''t hit her dead on. Zaro created a fake open spot on his chest where he knew Ezra wouldn''t be able to not attack. When she went for it he swept her lead leg work his left foot and landed a solid punch knocking her against the tree and sending her tumbling down. Chad sent a void bolt that inspected Zaro in the back, taking 50 health. This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience. He void stepped away from them. Stop Zaro called out holding up his hand. Chad''s charged attack fizzled. Ezra picked herself up. Ramrod''s armored form shimmered and returned to normal. Good intensity but sloppy coordination Zaro said standing. Chad your magic control is excellent but you need better positioning. Getting pinned twice shouldn''t happen. Those hat enchantments won''t help if you can''t dodge. Ezra, your shadow movement is perfect but your timing needs work. You had three chances to coordinate with Ramrod''s attacks and missed all of them. And when Chad was pinned you should have covered him while he popped a potion safely. Ramrod you took that shadow strike well but you''re thinking like a solo tank. Your void colossus form should be protecting them, not just absorbing damage. Use that expanded reach. The three nodded accepting the critique. Chad adjusted his hat while testing his healed foot. Ezra''s fingers traced patterns in nearby shadows thoughtfully. Ramrod rolled his shoulders, the cracked ribs already mending from a potion he slammed out of habit. Let''s try again, Zaro said. This time focus on covering each other''s weaknesses. Chad stay mobile. Ezra coordinate your void dash and shadow direct with their attacks, pay attention to your abilities limitations. Ramrod protect and enhance don''t just attack. Remember those wyverns will be faster than me. If you can''t hit me you can''t hit them. Again, Zaro called out. Chad moved first this time but instead of casting directly he circled left while Ramrod stepped forward. Ezra used Void Dash to appear at Ramrod''s right flank creating a triangle formation. Smart Zaro thought. Better positioning already. Chad fired a void bolt but aimed it at Ramrod who caught the energy in his armored hand. The big warrior''s void colossus form absorbed the power adding it to his own. Ezra fired seemingly in a random direction then used Shadow Direct to change the angle of her arrow at the last moment in order to trying to pull Zaro''s attention away from Ramrod''s charged fist. Zaro void stepped avoiding the punch but had to immediately dodge as Chad''s second attack came from an unexpected angle. They were thinking ahead using his probable escape route against him. Ramrod wasn''t just attacking now. His expanded form provided cover for Chad to cast from behind while Ezra used her Void Dash to keep appearing at different angles never more than 10 feet from her target but making Zaro work to track her. This was more like it. Now they were fighting as a unit. Ramrod signaled Chad just as Zaro was closing in. Instead of dodging Chad stood his ground and launched a Void Bomb directly at his larger teammate. The explosion wrapped around Ramrod''s Impact Shell his form glowing brighter as the charges doubled. Four charges instantly stored. Clever Zaro thought. But not clever enough. He void stepped in to strike while Ramrod was charging only to find himself pulling against a Kinetic Anchor. The big warrior had used the Void Bomb''s impact to root himself. Ezra appeared behind Zaro with void dash trying to pull him into Ramrod''s range. Zaro activated temporal dilation and slowed the world down, he called a dagger and threw it with amazing speed as it impacted Chad''s leg , again. He chuckled to himself as he jumped at the tree in a half flip landing horizontal and kicking off the tree at Ezra. He saw her eyes tracking him, barely. He reflexes were astounding. She ate a vicious knee to the gut as Zaro pushed her and deactivated his skill. Chad yelled out. Again, he said. Ezra void dashed to Chad''s side in noticable pain she pulled her sword. She thrust into a shadow direct portal and stabbed Zaro I''m the gut. Now we''re almost even, she said showing blood on her teeth. As Zaro was starting to reposition Chad activated Shadow Siphon. The draining energy caught him for a moment before he could void step away. But instead of using the stolen energy for himself Chad channeled it to Ramrod adding a fifth charge to his Impact Shell. Ramrod''s voice boomed. Now. Chad threw up a Void Barrier around himself and Ezra just as Ramrod released a focused Force Release. The devastating burst of stored energy ripped through the training ground. Zaro misread the plan and void stepped next to the tree near Ramrod which splintered under the impact. Ten charges delivered in one perfect burst. They had turned Ramrod into a void powered battery and Chad was feeding him energy while Ezra kept their target from escaping the blast zone. Zaro blocked that attack with his face, neck, chest area. He was thrown against the tree and lost 80% of his health from the attack, the fact that he had teleported into it and the impact from the tree. The sound of cracking was loud and the tree fell backwards making a large impact and throwing dust up in the battlefield. 200 health left. He was dazed from the attack. But still managed to activate Eye of the Storm. The dust blinded everyone for a few moments. Zaro pulled some water from his void storage and took a few gulps. Then poured a little on his head. It was refreshing. His storage seemed to time lock items. The water was still cold in there. He was going to have to play with that soon. He was going to get up, but just decided to lay there a bit. The dust stared settling so he activated shadow camouflage and blended into the dust and shadows as his vitality kept climbing. He sat up and void stepped to safety. Finally releasing his camouflage. That''s enough. You win. Great job. Zaro stood shakily, still healing from the impact. His team gathered around as he pulled a map from void storage. eye of the storm and his vitality would have him healed up in another minute. At full healing he would heal 480 health points per minute. Without eye of the storm it was still 180 points per minute. After the first 3 second delay. This is just a silver ranked quest, he began. Should be trivial for gold ranked void users like you three. Hell, any one of you could probably handle it alone. But let''s use it to practice working as a unit. Looking at the map. The wyvern nest is here, he pointed to a cliff face near the eastern trade route. Reports show three adults, possibly juveniles. They''re raiding caravans from above, diving attacks, picking off stragglers. The real concern isn''t the wyverns, it''s protecting the merchants and their guards. They''re not equipped to handle aerial threats. Chad adjusted his hat, thinking. His Void Barrier could protect the caravans, but wyverns are smart. They''ll wait it out. Speaking of mobility, Ezra pointed to the cliff. Those caves probably connect. I can use Void Dash through the shadows there, appear above or behind them when they dive. Shadow Direct could help my arrows redirect their flight path, force them into dodging directly into Chad''s barriers or Ramrod''s attacks. Ramrod nodded. I store charges from their diving attacks using Impact Shell. When they try to retreat, Chad can bombard them, force them back into range. And feed you energy to maintain Impact Shell, Chad added. Keep you anchored when they try their hit and run tactics. Ezra perked up. We should head to Samu-el and his brother Jackson''s,. 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