The conversation that we had with Miss Lin and Lord Yavian had been a chaos of the unsettling past of the eastern city, high-stakes pleas from a Lord, and a deeply disturbing history that connected the festive city above to the rotting underworld below. The request that they issued which manifested in the form of a Main quest was clear, terrifying, and impossible to refuse: save the remains of the Grand Strategist.“This place is terrifying…”Now, hours later, after the final star-lanterns had been consumed by the winds of chaos and the first pale light of dawn was beginning to paint the eastern sky, we stood at the gate of the underworld, the place that stood as the most important strategic location in these lands. "The objective is the Myriad Core region, located roughly six strata below us," Lord Yavian explained, standing before a shimmering, three-dimensional magical projection of the underworld beneath the city. We were in a safe house built for the forces that kept all the c

In a place brimming with demonic energy that can poison anyone, alongside the protective gears that they were already wearing, it was very important to possess items that can erase their presence. Beings of demonic energy thrived within the environments that contained the demonic energy and this place had just that… an environment that best suited the demonic entities. “Here. We are counting on you, Sir Rayanne.”“I’ll give everything I have, Lord Yavian.”Rey accepted his vial, storing it safely in his inventory next to the wooden chest of festival prizes. The contrast that he saw for a moment reflecting on his inventory screen was almost absurd as it contained both, a token of human joy, and right next to it, a tool for fighting true evil.He may have received more than he deserved until now, but this one little potion was the token of his grand quest, one that would ask more than what he had been prepared for until now. "Once you reach the Myriad Core region, Sir Reyanne, you n

The fact that we were diving into this danger without too much preparation was doing something to my head. I was the kind of guy that would prepare for even the smallest of possibilities, and now that I did not have the power to do those preparations was not doing me any good. The threat this time was too great. Right now, as we walked through the underworld towards the deeper parts of this hell, all I could see under this lightly illuminated world was… Death. ‘There were all kinds of corpses all around us. Everywhere I looked, I could see death. There were many people, there were many beasts, there were many things, and all of them had different origins.’Some humans here were those who had died fighting the beasts possessing the demonic energy, the corrupt creatures of the Demonic origin. These people, possessing the holy energy, had resisted against these beings for a long, long time. They served their purpose and fought till the end. They were not disposable elements, but at

Past: a glimpse of the corrupt Pixie’s golden days.)Pixies have always been small creatures. Creatures with pretty wings and big personalities.Each pixie in the world carried a unique air to them. Some were overly ambitious and became a force of nature, while some were overly peaceful.Despite their fairy lineage, they were beings much different from the fairies.They did not have the pure magical power of the fairies but they possessed a human-like ultimate potential.They possessed affinity with different elements of nature and skills that helped control these elements better.All of them were blessed with the power to enchant items. It was a blessing of nature born from their unique racial characteristics.They were not simple creatures. While they weren’t completely spiritual creatures like the fairies or the spirits, they were beings who could perform miracles within their own fields.The General Strategist was someone who could foresee outcomes that would not make any sense to

"Lord Yavian!" With the hurried cry of one of the accompanying high-ranking mages, they erected a hastily constructed earthen wall to absorb the corrosive spray.The sight of the creature’s resilience as well as its perverse refusal to die was enough to send a lesser force into retreat. As the weaker mages and front liners that had gathered right behind the lord vanished, the arrow formation came to be. Still, maintaining the great name of the Lord, Yavian Alm Gaham, the High Mage of Jiyan and one of the most famous tailors of the Eastern lands, was not a man easily rattled with just this much. In all his time as a lord, as well as all his time even before that, he had faced countless evil. He had fought against many of the demonic beings, defeated many Heretics, and going beyond that, he has also faced demons.To reach the level of a (Level-350) high mage of duel elements, he had gathered a plethora of experiences. The path here was undoubtedly filled with all kinds of hardships