117 GENESIS CORE HEART
Dan climbed the fortress wall.
Below him stretched an endless black tide — the Annunakin horde was advancing like a sea of shadows. Their forms shifted and writhed, dark shapes glinting in the dying light.
The soldiers manning the walls stood tense and silent. Many were young, too young for their posts, their grips tight on their weapons. For most, this was their first ti facing an alien swarm.
"Why are there so many new recruits on the line?" Dan asked.
Captain Green, standing beside him, exhaled. "We don't have a choice. The constant raids have worn down our veterans. We're rotating in the younger troops just to keep the wall manned."
Dan's gut twisted.
If the defenders of Fortress Myrone were already thinning while the alien numbers grew stronger, the outco was obvious.
The fortress wouldn't last. And that silent realization showed on every soldier's face.
Then the swarm began to move.
The ground trembled as Shadow Hounds of Anubis broke forward — sleek, muscular beasts of darkness, with eyes glowing like molten gold. They scaled the walls with terrifying agility, finding every crack, every weakness.
Dan wasn't technically part of the fortress garrison. He wasn't under orders. But watching the soldiers panic as the first hounds reached the battlents, he couldn't stand idle.
"This isn't working," he thought. "We can't just stand here and defend. They'll pick us off one by one."
A scream pierced the chaos.
A young soldier was pulled from the parapet, blood spraying as a hound tore into his neck.
"Where the hell are the Heroes?" Dan shouted over the din.
Captain Green grimaced. "They've stopped coming. The major families haven't sent a Hero unit in months. We're on our own now."
In better tis, lrose City and its ruling houses sent both resources and Hero volunteers to reinforce Fortress Myrone — that was the pact.
But lately, the shipnts had slowed, and the Heroes stopped altogether.
This was tid with the families' economic coercion of Fortress Myrone…. If the fortress didn't lower their prices for sale of artifacts, they would not get supplies and Heroes support.
Now the fortress stood isolated — Lord Nicaesa and his exhausted soldiers were facing the swarm alone.
"It's those damned major families again," Dan growled. "They've even cut off Hero support."
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Dan couldn't stand it anymore.
The injustice. The oppression the fortress endured.
It was too much to bear.
He had never planned to beco a Hero.
Yet Fortress Myrone had carved itself deep into his heart—his parents had died here, protecting its soldiers and the city beyond its walls.
That mory burned.
It was that attachnt, that unresolved grief, that finally made him boil over.
With a roar of fury, Dan vaulted over the wall and plunged into the battlefield below.
The shadow hounds sward toward him — sleek, black, and snarling, their eyes glowing with hellish light. The air was thick with their stench and the pounding of claws against the earth.
Dan's blood boiled.
The nearest hound lunged with wide jaws. Dan t it head-on with a punch — the impact rippled outward, followed by a shrieking soundwave.
"Sonic Smash!"
The sound wave tore through the air, disorienting the beasts around, freezing them mid-charge.
Dan didn't waste a second.
He smashed forward, kinetic pressure built around him, before cascading forth pulling stunned hounds before him. Then the hounds were electrocuted by a powerful charge.
"Thunder Crush!"
The explosion of force and electricity vaporized everything in reach. Dozens of hounds collapsed, their black forms dissolving into ash and static.
It was his new Fusion ta Skill, a perfect combination of Montum Collapse and electrocution.
"This fusion is fantastic… but tiring
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