Choosing skills was much easier when there were four shit options and only one skill he wanted. Numerous appealing options complicated this. If possible, he would have picked at least two of them, as he was honestly fine with missing out on either Penetrating Arcane Arrow or Arcane Arrow Rain, but he really wanted at least one of them.That supercharging effect was just too damn interesting. What’s more, if it truly was something inherent to Jake’s class, would he maybe be able to upgrade other skills with the same effect? Would he be able to make an even better Protean Arrow that he could supercharge? Or, to be extreme… a supercharged Eternal Shadow?Jake sucked at theoretical stuff, but as long as he felt how the supercharging effect worked just once, he would at least have an idea of how to apply it elsewhere.But… if he wanted that, he would have to skip Arcane Supremacy. Just the name alone appealed to him, as his arcane affinity was indeed the supreme form of magic, but there we

Another in-between room, another small break before it was on to floor forty-five.Over a year had passed since Jake had gotten his Arcane Supremacy skill, and throughout this time, he’d been able to thoroughly familiarize himself with the skill. He’d had time to relearn some things about his own body and truly discover how massive the bonus from the skill had been, despite the less-than-optimal setup of the floors he had been through.The two skills that benefitted the most turned out to be Arcane Awakening, which wasn’t overly surprising, and Arcane Powershot, which did somewhat surprise him. Pure arcane magic benefitted the most, but something like Arcane Powershot dipped into several concepts along with the purely physical aspects.Arcane Awakening, on the other hand, dipped into all of the benefits provided by Arcane Supremacy. The lowered cost naturally made the skill more efficient, and the increased potency materialized in Jake needing to move less energy through his body to a

Nevermore was a place where the publicly available information was far from scarce, yet there were still some unknowns.Nobody knew exactly how many floors there even were in the C-grade version—or perhaps those who did couldn’t or wouldn’t tell—meaning for most of the individuals fighting for spots on the Leaderboards, it was just assumed they would never hit a limit. At least, not a limit of floors.The only limits they would hit were their own abilities and the fifty-year duration. Many had tried to circumvent the time limit through the ages, but it was upheld by one simple design choice:It just counted the age of your Truesoul using dungeon fuckery.This meant that should one enter Nevermore in C-grade, be in there for ten years, and then leave again, the time wouldn’t stop ticking for the Leaderboard positions.Now, this is where one truly had to separate the early C-grades that all entered below level 210 and aimed for positions on the Leaderboards, and those who were simply in

Meira had experienced a lot of surprising and frightening things throughout the last few years. From the fall of the Brimstone Hegemon and her becoming a slave to recently being freed and having Teacher privately teach her all the time.Yet today was more frightening than any other. She’d been called for a private meeting by the Hall Master herself, but not with the S-grade. No, someone else had asked—or probably demanded—to meet her.The Lord Protector. Boundless Hydra. One of the most fearsome beasts in the entire multiverse, second only to the Malefic Viper within the Order of the Malefic Viper, as far as she knew.Every other time she had met frightening existences, like that one time her Teacher brought her to buy herbs from a dragon god, she’d been with someone and never the person in focus. Always just a tag-along. But this time, there was no Lord Thayne, no Teacher… not even Izil. Just her and a god who had lived for nearly the entire lifespan of the multiverse.Viridia, the H