It was a bright, ordinary day in Lerin Village. The sun hung high above the wooden rooftops, spreading warm light over the farm fields and dirt paths. People went about their usual work—some tending to crops, others fixing fences, gathering supplies, or getting meals ready for later. Children ran around laughing, chasing each other or helping their parents carry small things whenever they could.There were nearly three months left before the annual Guild Selection. Everyone in the village knew exactly what that meant. If the group of orphans raised here passed and got accepted into the official guild system, their whole lives would change. They would no longer stay inside the village all the time. Instead, they would travel across the kingdom, take on dangerous jobs, earn their own money, and truly start their lives as adventurers.For now, though, they were still villagers. And villagers worked hard every single day.Near the edge of the forest, Tyda walked steadily toward the center

A young man with short silver hair sits alone in the dark inside a run-down building. Above the entrance, an old wooden sign hangs crookedly.Aurora.The name of the once famous guild is barely readable now. The paint has faded and peeled away over time. The building is completely quiet. Old tables stand scattered across the room, and dust covers every surface. Empty bottles lie near broken chairs and torn cushions. The whole place looks forgotten, as if time itself has left it behind.Raylight sits alone in a chair near the back wall. He holds a bottle loosely in one hand, and it is already half empty. His eyes stare into space, unfocused and dull.Days turn into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years. Yet nothing changes. The guild master of Aurora spends every day hiding in the shadows, drinking until he passes out on the table or the floor.The night stays silent until suddenly, the front door creaks open.Creeeak.Moonlight streams through the doorway, cutting through th

Long stood in front of what was left of a burning village. Thick smoke filled the air, stinging the eyes and making it hard to breathe. Broken houses and piles of rubble covered the ground. Behind him, several villagers huddled together, shaking in fear. Children cried loudly near wooden wagons carrying the injured and the elderly.A few meters away, a tall Dark Elf stood watching. He wore a long silver robe, and his skin was dark gray with sharp, cold features. Behind him waited dozens of demon beasts of all shapes and sizes. Some looked like giant wolves with glowing red eyes. Others were like twisted bears covered in rough black scales. Several were even larger, nearly five times the height of a normal person, and their heavy breathing shook the ground beneath their feet.The Dark Elf rested a tall staff on his shoulder. At the top, a large red crystal glowed brightly, pulsing with dangerous energy. His sharp eyes stared straight at Long, cutting through the smoke and heat.“So you

The capital of the Danes Kingdom was as lively as it always was. Merchants called out loudly from their stalls, advertising fresh goods and rare items. Travelers filled the wide streets, carrying luggage or leading their horses. Children ran between shops laughing, while musicians played cheerful tunes near the main market square.A grand festival was being held in the center of the city. Colorful banners hung across every street, and taverns and inns were full of visitors from nearby towns and villages. The air smelled of roasted meat, sweet pastries, and fresh flowers.But none of this interested Marco at all.“Damn it!”Marco walked through the crowd wearing a simple shirt and a loose black cloak. If you looked at him, you would never guess he was one of the kingdom’s royal princes. His face looked annoyed and unhappy. Every few steps he kicked at the empty air or frowned at the happy people passing by.“I want to go on real missions already,” he muttered, grinding his teeth in fru

Four vampires vanished at the same time. Their forms blurred and melted into deep shadows, leaving only faint traces of dark purple energy floating in the air. The large training ground fell completely silent.Mary stood alone in the center. Her long brown hair swayed gently behind her, and the black and white robes of the Abyss fluttered softly in the wind. Her Abyss Staff rested lightly in one hand, its dark surface seeming to soak up all the light around it. Her expression stayed calm, almost bored, as if she was just waiting for something more interesting to happen.Then the attack began.Two vampires suddenly appeared dozens of meters apart, surrounding her from both sides. Large red magic circles formed right under their feet. Dark red symbols spun quickly, glowing with intense heat. Massive amounts of energy gathered in just a few seconds, making the air shake and twist. Powerful spells were almost ready to be unleashed.At the same time, another vampire crouched low to the gro