"Tell …"
"Who is the greatest hunter in the world?"
As soon as his words fell, the world started to distort.
A suffocating sensation appeared, squeezing my neck.
I've felt this before.
The air beca heavy and started crushing . My chest ached as though a certain weight had been placed over similar to that ti when I got that blood ssage as a shitty bastard tried to transmigrate .
My heart pounded like it was trying to escape, but my body wouldn't move.
When I t the Keeper's eyes, my blood froze. The gaze was dark like a void..no like a black hole that threatened to pull my soul.
Cold pricked my skin, and dread crept into my thoughts like a shadow. Despite the chill giving goosebumps, my back was drenched in cold.
I couldn't look away. It was just a gaze, yet the effect was so drastic.
I felt like I was standing at the edge of sothing endless, one step away from falling.
"A hunter who never missed any target?
Anyone whom he sets his eyes on has been dealt with, leaving no survivors.
It doesn't matter if you are a poor weak soul or the mightiest under the heavens; everyone falls before him. So, na him."
The Keeper's shadow grew larger and larger, becoming more hideous as he inched closer to .
"Now tell , who is it?" he shouted.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and then opened them with grim determination.
As I opened my lips, unknowingly, a smile appeared on my face that surprised the Keeper.
Ahead of the fear encroaching on , I could sense the sensation of pure thrill bursting inside.
'That power... I wanted it... I want to own that power.'
The power that was shown with just a glance awakened the untad, wild nature hiding inside .
"It's Death..."
The Keeper paused and then looked at with twinkling eyes as if asking to continue.
"Death is the greatest hunter who strikes everyone," I spoke with a crazed smile.
"It doesn't matter whether you are mortal or an immortal, or even a God that lived through the eons of ti, everyone falls to death, ceasing to exist."
"Even the very world undergoes destruction and dies, so how can there be a hunter far greater than death itself?"
The Keeper's smile widened, exposing sharp blades of eerie, broken teeth, and he let out a crooked laugh.
"Kekeke..."
"Amusing... Amusing... How amusing..."
Its beak opened wide, exposing a huge black empty space that seed to lt my heart.
"Rember, kid..."
"Death is not just an end but a force, unyielding and eternal. It moves unseen like a silent shadow, stalking every living soul, patiently. To so, it is a feared adversary while to others, it's like a release from the burden of existence."
"Death cares not for wealth, power, or prayers. It claims all equally, with neither malice nor rcy. It is the great equalizer, a force that binds the whole world in an unbreakable cycle of life and decay, ensuring balance in the endless march of ti."
In the next mont, his figure disappeared, and the world started to break apart. The three doors that appeared before converged, forming a new one that emitted dark fus.
[Go... Step inside it and reclaim the legacy.]
Swallowing my saliva, I strived poorly to walk into the door, knowing the harsh reality that lay ahead, and the mont I stepped in...
A wave of darkness exploded in front of , and the next mont, I felt a fiery sensation akin to burning my soul. My eyes widened as I found myself surrounded by a fla of darkness trying to devour .
"KuRGHHHH!"
I screeched in pain.
[Rember!Every power one gains cos up with its own set of consequences.]
[You too have to pay the price.]
[Don't fall unconscious...]
An eerie cold voice tickled my ear.
"ARGHHH!"
"Don't fall!"
I repeated to myself because I didn't know what would happen if I fell now.
There was a big difference between gas and reality, so who knew if I would be disqualified the mont I fell unconscious?
The pain was unimaginable, as if flas coursed through my veins, burning from the inside out. My muscles convulsed with every nerve seared in relentless agony. It felt like molten iron filled my blood, scorching with each heartbeat.
I tried to breathe, but even the air burned, filling my lungs with a fiery ache that tasted of ash. My bones feel brittle, ready to shatter, and my vision blurred, my sense of self slipping away in the relentless darkness.
The pain was overwhelming and unbearable.
My lips opened wide to scream but no sound ca out. This made wonder if I failed the test.
Just as I thought I couldn't go on anymore, I finally heard the prompt I had been waiting for.
"Young One, you have passed the test."
"From now on, you will be the heir and inherit my power."
[You have obtained the legacy left behind by Death.]
[You have inherited the Class: The Huntsman of Death.]
[Your Main Class has been locked.]
[The series of subclasses is being assessed.]
[Class: None → Novice Huntsman.]
...…
Sowhere in the Arcadia Empire, the air was heavy with tension.
The battlefield was bathed in a golden light that radiated from a woman standing tall amidst the carnage.
Before, a pile of dark-clothed n lay in tatters choking over their own blood.
"You bitch!
"How is it possible?
"It should have worked!"
"You should have died, so what went wrong?"
"Just what... Ahhh!" The black-cloaked man clutched his throat, trying to suppress the cough of black blood spurting from his neck.
Around him, several charred figures rustled with dust while looking up at the woman in amazent and fear as she stood there radiating a bright pious light in contrast to the cold expression etched on her face.
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