"What did you say?" Hayley asked, her heart hamring in her chest.
"The chiras are here," Steve repeated grimly over the phone, his voice heavy with urgency. "And... Endrick is with them."
Crash!
The phone slipped from Rhea’s trembling hand, clattering onto the floor as her eyes widened in horror. Her composure shattered in an instant.
"We’re done for," she muttered, her voice weak and trembling. "We are so done for..." The fight and fire in her gaze were fading fast, replaced by raw despair.
Aaron, who had been silently observing, finally spoke. His tone was calm, steady, almost too controlled for the situation. "These chiras... why do you fear them so much?" His sharp eyes bore into Rhea. Thanks to his heightened senses, he had already heard every word exchanged over the phone.
"Now isn’t the ti for questions!" Rhea snapped, panic flashing in her eyes even as her voice shook. "The chiras are here, Aaron. This isn’t the mont to catch up on your lacking information. We need to move! I’ll contact the nearest shelter, see if they can help us or take us in. Leo, sound the alarm! We’re going into ergency protocol—"
"Stay still."
Aaron’s voice cut through the chaos, calm yet unyielding. A faint ripple of power carried in his words, seizing hold of Rhea’s frantic movents. "There will be no need for ergency protocols. What I need from you right now is to calmly explain why you’re so afraid of these chiras."
The command slipped past her defenses, and Rhea froze mid-motion. Her frantic breath steadied, her trembling hands stilled, and she lowered herself into a chair as though the earlier panic had never existed.
"What the hell just happened?" Draken muttered, confusion etched all over his face, mirrored by the others in the room.
Rhea’s expression smoothed unnaturally as she began to explain, her voice even. "Like I said before, chiras are humans who fused themselves with monsters and their cores. They beca sothing more than human... a twisted combination of all races. By rging their genes with those of monsters, their strength easily surpasses hunters of the sa rank. Endrick, however... Endrick is the worst of them. From the intelligence we gathered, he fused with multiple monsters—and even a dungeon core itself."
"I see," Aaron said, his tone unreadable. "Then here’s the next question. Leo once told that people carrying dungeon core energy can’t enter this underground city. If that’s the case, then shouldn’t chiras be harmless here?"
Rhea’s lips pressed into a thin line before she answered. "There’s a loophole. The chiras discovered that by sacrificing weaker monsters, they can gradually weaken the sanctuary’s barrier. Once it’s overloaded, it collapses completely. That’s what they’re doing now—breaking down our defenses piece by piece. And when the barrier falls..." Her words trailed into silence, leaving the weight of what ca next to everyone’s imagination.
"Rhea! Enough talk!" Draken burst out, panic rising in his voice. "Why are we still sitting here having a chat when our lives are hanging by a thread?"
Aaron rose smoothly to his feet, his presence suddenly heavier, commanding. "I’ve heard enough." His eyes swept across the room before settling on Alice. "Alice, take them all to the sanctuary. Flaborn, help her. I have unfinished business... with Endrick." He stepped out of Draken’s house, his calm steps echoing like the tolling of a bell.
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"So, system," Aaron muttered under his breath as he walked. "How co I could enter this underground city without being rejected like the chiras? Any idea?"
[Because you don’t carry the raw, unrefined essence of a dungeon core. Your hybrid bloodline consud and converted it into a more usable energy. Think of it like converting chemical energy into chanical energy.]
Aaron chuckled softly. "While we’re at it... plot armor, luck accumulation." A wide grin stretched across his face.
[Tsk. I was hoping you’d forgotten about the system draw by now.]
"You bet I forgot my na, my past, and just about everything else. But my system draw?" Aaron’s grin widened further. "Never. Sure, I missed plenty of rewards while I was out cold, but that’s fine. Better late than never." His eyes glowed faintly with anticipation.
Status Window Appeared
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[Aaron Highborn]
Race: Primogenitor Hybrid (Vampire–Werewolf)
Rank: Pseudo God (0.5 Star)
Attributes
Strength: ★
Agility: ★
Vitality: ★
Stamina: ★
Mana: ★★
Luck: ★
Charm: ★
Soul Strength: SSS
Talent: SSS-rank – Lucky Halo
Your luck makes the goddess of fortune jealous. The universe itself bends to favor you.
Blessing of Loot*: Loot quality and quantity increase significantly.
Universe’s Favor: Good fortune strikes constantly. Don’t panic—it’s just the universe simping for you.
Luck Drain (Active Skill): Drain an enemy’s luck, unleashing disasters upon them and those nearby. Usable once daily.
Luck Accumulation: Stockpile luck daily for a guaranteed epic outco. Cooldown: 6 months.
Plot Armor: Once daily, rewrite any event. Automatically activates to prevent death.
Skill: N/A
Lucky Spin Available: 1
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Aaron’s eyes glead as he read over the information. Luck Accumulation—the skill he had been saving and yearning for—was ready. With that and his plot armor stacked, it felt like having a hidden ace up his sleeve. The anticipation surged through him like a gambler staring at a guaranteed jackpot.
Before him, the illusory wheel materialized, its radiant glow spinning slowly. Aaron’s chest tightened with nostalgia. It had been too long since he last saw this wheel, and he couldn’t deny it—he had missed it deeply.
[Congratulations!]
[You have earned the Primordial Reward – Blessing of Immortality]
"Finally!" Aaron’s voice cracked, emotion brimming as tears threatened to fall. "Finally... a blessing!"
Immortality. The word alone left a bitter chuckle escaping his lips. "Immortality, huh? Guess I’ll be around for a very long ti." Displeased at gaining such a passive ability? Not a chance. Who in their right mind would ever complain about stacking another card against death?
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[Blessing of Immortality – Primordial Blessing]
You are blessed by the Primordial Will, becoming the twelfth being across the entire Primordial Realm to carry this mark. Only those with impossible luck, destiny, and fate can ever receive such a gift.
Abilities:
Anchor – Your immortal life force is bound to a chosen place. If struck down, you are instantly transferred there. Those tied to you are also affected.
Domain – Create a domain within a kiloter radius. Within it, any being relying on extended life, stolen vitality, or false immortality faces true death. You are the lord of Immortality—none may boast of escaping death in your presence.
Law of Life and Death – You have transcended both laws. Your comprehension of them is unparalleled, defying existence itself.
Life Elixir – A single drop of your blood heals all ailnts, lifting curses tied to life and death. Drinking it expands the lifespan of the one who consus it.
Eternal Existence – Your body, soul, and consciousness cannot be erased. Even if destroyed, you will reform over ti.
Undying Will – ntal attacks, illusions, and soul erasure cannot silence or overwrite your existence. Your identity endures eternally.
Ageless Being – You are untouched by ti. No decay, no aging, no entropy. Forever pristine.
Absolute Regeneration – Wounds close instantly, even against conceptual or divine damage.
Cellular Rebirth – Each cell rembers its perfect state, restoring itself unceasingly.
Soul Renewal – Even if shattered, your soul reassembles, making annihilation impossible.
Rejection of Endings – Death-related abilities or curses fail outright.
Primordial Anchor – Your na is bound into the fabric of reality itself, immune to erasure from history or mory.
Eternal Cycle – Infinite reincarnation is yours, with mory and power carried forward.
Death Reversal – With your blood, you can revive the dead, binding them into eternal servitude.
Endless Struggle – Any who strike you with mortal blows are cursed with unending life until you release them, trapped in eternal suffering. You can also curse those you desire an eternal life of doom
Devourer of Lifespans – Consu the years, centuries, or eternity of others to strengthen yourself.
Sanctuary of Eternity – A domain under your rule where nothing ages, decays, or dies without your permission. (rged with your existing Sanctuary.)
Appearance Manipulation – Defying ti, you may shift your form at will—from a crying infant to a frail elder—blending seamlessly into any society.
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