The group arrived at the guild building, which was bustling with activity. Adventurers filled the space, clustered around machines that resembled ATMs. However, these weren’t regular ATMs—these machines emitted a soft, blue mana-like glow and were circular in shape, ready to accept hands. About thirty of these machines lined the room, each with people standing before them, placing their hands on the glowing circle. Eyes closed, veins visibly pulsing around their necks, the adventurers seemed to struggle with an unseen force."Shit... I can’t do this... it hurts!" One of the adventurers gasped, his body trembling as he pulled his hand away from the machine. He panted heavily, trying to regain his breath.Beside him, his teammate was still connected to the mana circle. Suddenly, the machine released him, and he jerked back with a victorious smile. "I did it! I overcame my fear!" He pulled his hand away, his voice triumphant, but his gaze quickly shifted to his partner, still collapsed o

Henry's eyes flew open with a jolt, his breath catching in his chest as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. For a moment, the world spun around him, unfamiliar yet strangely familiar. His heart raced in his chest, as his eyes adjusted to the soft light filtering through the windows of a classroom. Rows of chairs filled with students sat before him, each one occupied by a figure that seemed to belong to a life long forgotten.He looked down at himself in a daze and, to his surprise, saw that he was wearing a student ID, just like the others around him.‘I’m back to school,’ Henry thought inwardly, as his hand clutched his forehead. His breath quickened for a moment, but he forced himself to calm down.“Henry Williams,” came a voice from the front of the classroom, sharp and commanding.Henry flinched, the sound of his name pulling him back to reality. He sat upright immediately, his eyes wide as he turned toward the source of the voice. A teacher stood at the front of the room,

Henry sat on the stone chair near the schoolyard, the heavy weight of his thoughts pressing down on him. His heart was racing, and his fingers trembled slightly as he sat still. It was as if the air around him had thickened, every breath feeling like a challenge. Taking in a deep breath, he muttered under his breath, “I can do this. I can stop Jack and his weird group today.” The words barely felt real. He was scared, unsure of what to expect, but something inside him had shifted. His mind sharpened as he exhaled slowly, attempting to calm the storm swirling in his chest. He opened his system interface to check if it came along with him to the dream land. [Name: Henry] [Race: Goblin (High-End)] [Class: Marksman] [Level: 8] [EXP: 580 / 700] [SP: 0] [Evolution Crystals: 16 / 500] [HP: 50 / 50] [Strength: 31] [Agility: 44] [Stamina: 30] [Vitality: 38] [Skills: Inspect Lv.2, Bouncing Arrows, Night Vision, Transformation Lv.2, Contact Vision Lv.2] [Traits:

Juliet stood alone in a vast void, her senses overwhelmed by the eerie silence. There were no shapes, no sounds, just an endless blackness that pressed against her. Yet, in the distance, a faint light flickered—a beacon that seemed familiar. As her feet moved toward it, the air around her began to change, the temperature growing warmer, the world shaping itself.The light took form. The training grounds. The very place where everything had begun, her journey, her training, her fears. And there, standing before her in the middle of a sunlit clearing, was her father. He was young again, as if the past had not yet stolen his life away. His strong, calloused hands gripped a wooden training sword, and his eyes, filled with unwavering resolve, locked onto her."Juliet," her father said, his voice full of affection but also firmness. "You must learn to control your ability. It’s not enough to just fight. You have to understand your power, respect it."Juliet felt herself swallowed by a wave

'All i have to do now is not to let's anything change the scheme ahead, until am at the alley' Henry thought to himself, the weight of the decision pressing down on him. The hallway buzzed with students passing by, laughing, chatting. But Henry’s mind was elsewhere, fighting the urge to let anything slip.Suddenly, a voice broke through his thoughts. "Are you sure everything's alright?"Henry jumped, his heart skipping a beat. He turned to find Nuela standing beside him, concern etched across her face."Oh, Nuela... you scared me," he muttered, exhaling a shaky breath."I asked you earlier," she said, her voice soft but insistent. "You said everything was alright."Henry fought the urge to say more. 'She always cares' he thought.' I wish I could tell her, but if I do, it’ll mess everything up.'"I'm fine," Henry replied, forcing a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He repeated his earlier words, trying to stay in character. "Thanks for yesterday."Nuela leaned against the locker next