-Rattle. Rattle. Clutching a loaf of bread in his hands, a boy ran forward without looking back."F-Finally… a piece of bread. Mirai can eat her fill today!"His lips stretched into a broad grin as sweat beaded on his forehead.His worn clothes were torn and shabby, his slippers barely hanging on his feet.He jumped high to avoid the large root of a massive tree ahead.However, instead of landing on solid ground, he was met with an enormous hole beneath him."Arghhhhhh!! I swear I didn't see this hole when I passed through this route before!"A desperate scream escaped his mouth as he vanished into the hole.-ThudHis rear slammed into something impossibly hard.With an annoyed frown, he glanced beneath him—only to find a vacuum of pitch-black void.'Wh… what the hell is this?'He hurriedly shifted his gaze around.Nothing.Not a single shred of light met his eyes.-Gulp."What's happening…?"A quivering voice escaped him as the unknown finally shook him to his core.Even so, he push

A tree house clung to the thick branches of an enormous tree. Rough planks were nailed together with deliberate gaps, each one placed to betray the presence of any intruder.Inside it,a young girl sat upon a bed of planks and leaves, her eyes drifting toward the only window—an opening that allowed a touch of beauty to exist within the room.Warm sunlight brushed her orange-colored hair, making it glow faintly.Her eyes lingered on the forest beyond—the trees standing in countless forms."Brother hasn't returned yet…"A subtle crease formed between her brows.-Knock. Knock.The quiet sound reached her raccoon-like ears, pulling her attention toward the door.She remained still.Only after the knocking repeated again and again did she move.A knowing grin bloomed on her lips.She knew exactly who it could be. Her hand trembled slightly as she reached for the door. Opening it hurriedly, she was met with a stone floating right in front of her doorstep.Stepping back inside, she grabbed th

-Huff. Huff.Marfin tore through the forest's narrow veins, his body slipping through spaces that barely seemed wide enough to exist. He vaulted over tangled roots, slid beneath low-hanging branches, then twisted mid-stride, dashing forward, snapping back.Never breaking rhythm.The forest blurred.His breath hitched.Floating just ahead of him, unwavering despite the chaos, a translucent interface kept pace with his sprint.───────────────────────────🧩 SUB-MISSION───────────────────────────Objective: Reach 2 kilometers northTime Remaining: 2 minutesRewards:▸ Stat Points ×2Penalty:▸ Destruction of the Tree House───────────────────────────The more he drifted forward, the more familiar the plain seemed to him, even though his only source of vision was the moonlight of the two moons hanging in the night sky.As he neared his intended destination, he could hear screams of different depths—sounds of swords slashing through flesh, followed by the uncanny cries of monsters.-Halt.

-SLAAAASH!A sharp blade cleaved through the Orc's arm, slicing clean through flesh and bone.The mace clattered to the ground as blood sprayed wildly, accompanied by the Orc's agonized scream that tore through the air.The splatter drenched Marfin from head to toe, painting him deep crimson."Thanks for holding it back, kid," the equipped man said with a gentle smile. "Most people would've ignored the dilemma and run for their lives. You didn't."As he spoke, the man twisted aside, narrowly dodging the Orc's incoming punch.His sword flared with light.In a fluid motion, he severed the Orc's remaining arm.Before it could even react, he lunged forward...one clean dance of steel...and the blade passed through its neck.The Orc collapsed.To the onlookers, it was nothing short of a spectacle.Flicking the blood from his blade, the one-armed man slid the sword back into its sheath."What is your name, brave child?" he asked, extending a hand with a gentle smile.Marfin slapped the hand

Under the dim moonlit.Mirai stirred in his arms, seeking more warmth.Her grip tightened—as if afraid he might disappear again.A small smile slowly curved her lips, soothed by the familiar warmth she had missed for so long…Until her gaze drifted to his left arm.'Is that… blood?'Her heart lurched.Hesitantly, she reached out, fingers brushing the fabric that concealed it so well. Carefully, she pulled it back.And froze.His hand was broken.Limp.Twisted—grotesquely disfigured.Before she could look closer, the arm was gently pulled away.Marfin withdrew his hand."H-how… did that happen?"The question slipped from her dry lips.She noticed it then—her brother squirming slightly, deliberately avoiding her gaze."What are you hiding from Mirai?" she asked softly.The change was immediate.He grew even more uneasy.Weird…Something like this had never happened before. Even when he didn't want to explain something, he would still talk to her.Then..She heard Voices.Real voices.Ju