Chapter 11: The Hunt for Power
The morning sun barely peeked over the horizon as I stood at the base of Blackridge Mountains.
It was vast, stretching for miles, covered in thick forests and jagged cliffs. A place where low-level monsters road freely—goblins, dire wolves, mountain boars—nothing too dangerous, but still a threat if underestimated.
My goal?
Find the hidden cave that held one of the best early-ga cheats.
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Navigating the Mountain
In the ga, this place was a nightmare to explore.
There were no clear roads, just wild terrain filled with uneven ground, thick vegetation, and deadly ambush spots. The only clue the ga ever gave about the cave's location was a cryptic ssage from an old NPC:
"The heart of the mountain beats where water runs cold and shadows linger."
Which, after hours of searching back then, turned out to be a hidden cave behind a waterfall.
And now, I had to find it in real life.
I adjusted my bag and started moving.
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Not even an hour into my hike, I ran into my first group of monsters—a pack of goblins.
There were four of them, ard with crude daggers and rusted swords. Weak individually, but dangerous in numbers.
One of them spotted and screeched.
"[INTRUDER!]"
The others turned, baring their jagged teeth.
I tightened my grip on my sword. Fine. Let's see how my training pays off.
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The first goblin lunged, swinging its rusted blade.
I sidestepped with ease. My Sharingan let read its movents like an open book.
With a clean motion—slash!—I severed its arm. It howled in pain before I drove my dagger into its neck.
One down.
The second and third goblins charged together. I ducked under their wild swings and countered, slicing across one's chest before spinning around and stabbing the other in the gut.
Two down. Three down.
The last goblin hesitated. Its beady eyes darted between its fallen allies and .
It turned to run.
I wasn't about to let it.
Focusing mana into my legs, I burst forward, closing the distance instantly. Before it could even scream, my blade pierced its back.
Four down.
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[Battle Results]
Enemies Defeated: 4 Goblins
Phantom Edge Sword Style Proficiency: 0.4%
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I exhaled. The fight was easier than expected, but still a good warm-up.
I searched the bodies, but as expected, goblins had nothing of value.
Moving on.
The mountain was huge.
I spent the next few hours pushing through dense forests, climbing rocky hills, and fighting off the occasional monster.
A Dire Wolf tried to ambush —I countered with a well-tid slash, cutting its throat.
A group of Mountain Boars charged at —I used quick footwork to dodge and struck at their weak points.
Each fight refined my skills.
But the real challenge? Finding the damn cave.
Even with my mory from the ga, this world was different. The terrain wasn't exactly the sa, and what should've been a clear path in the ga was now overgrown with trees and rocks.
By midday, I was getting frustrated.
"A cave behind a waterfall, huh? Where the hell is it?"
I took a deep breath, calming myself. Think.
I needed high ground to get a better view.
Spotting a tall tree nearby, I sheathed my weapons and climbed up.
From the top, I scanned the landscape. Mountains. Forests. Rivers.
And then—I saw it.
A waterfall, tucked between two cliffs. Hidden from plain sight.
That had to be it.
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I climbed down and made my way toward the waterfall.
It wasn't easy. The terrain was steep, and I had to take out another group of goblins along the way.
By the ti I arrived, the sun was already setting. The roar of rushing water filled my ears. Mist hung in the air, making the area feel cold and eerie.
Now... where was the entrance?
I stepped closer, examining the rock face behind the waterfall. Nothing visible.
But in the ga, the cave's entrance wasn't obvious. You had to...
Step through the waterfall itself.
I sighed. Here goes nothing.
Taking a deep breath, I pushed through the rushing water. For a mont, everything was cold and deafening.
Then—I erged into darkness.
A cave.
And deep inside, sothing glowed faintly.
I had found it.
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