2026-01-06 04:25:01The ruckus ws already begun to draw attention. Around them, conversations faltered acrissed the room and more heads turned towards their direction.
Everyone knew what this scene meant. Zack clicked his tongue. “Unbelievable. This trash is ignoring us.” Beside him stood Noah, sharp-eyed and cruel, and Jordan, whose fists did most of his thinking “Hey. Scholarship boy. You forgot your place?” Noah leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. “You really think you can eat before we do?” Miles swallowed, wiped his mouth, and calmly took another bite. The murmurs started. The surrounding tables began to quiet. Students slowed their movements, pretending not to stare while doing exactly that. “You know the deal,” Noah said coldly. “Your job is to bring us our lunch. Every day. Do you realize how long we have been waiting for you to do that.” Miles ignored him. Finally, Noah’s patience snapped. He slammed his palm onto the table. “Are you ignoring us on purpose?” The sound cracked through the cafeteria like a gunshot. Miles finally lifted his gaze. His eyes were calm but sharp. “I heard you,” he said evenly. “I just don’t have the interest to answer.” Shock rippled outward. The words landed Miles uttered was like a slap. Jordan blinked, completely taken back. “W-what did you say?” Noah frowned. “Are you serious right now?” Miles met their gazes calmly. His heartbeat didn’t spike nor did his demeanor change. “I’m enjoying my meal. I’d prefer not to be interrupted.” The cafeteria erupted into whispers and murmurs. -“Did he just—” -“He’s insane. Did he lose his mind?” - “Zack’s going to kill him.. He’s dead.” “-That idiot doesn’t know when to shut up.” Zack stared at Miles like he was seeing him for the first time. disbelief flashing across his face before turning into anger. “…You got a death wish?..You think this is funny?” Miles shrugged slightly. “No.” Jordan leaned forward, cracking his knuckles. “Then why are you smiling?” Miles hadn’t realized he was. He shrugged slightly. “If you’re done talking, I’ll continue eating.” Jordan scoffed. “Looks like you grew some guts.” He furiously growled and shoved the table. The tray flipped violently. Food splattered across the floor.A collective gasp rippled through the cafeteria. Miles stared at the mess. Something inside him shifted. Miles stood slowly. Annoyance flickered across his face—but no fear. “I was finished anyway,” he said quietly. “So if you’ll excuse me—” He turned to leave. Jordan grabbed him by the collar and slammed a punch into his face. Miles hit the floor. Gasps rippled through the room. Laughter followed. -“Here we go again.” -“Took him long enough to get disciplined.” -“Poor guy. Should’ve kept his mouth shut.” -“That’s what happens when you cross the line ” Jordan flexed his hand, grinning. “Finally come to your senses?” he said with a smug grin as looked at Miles laying on the floor. He expected begging. Apologies. Submission. [Ding:] [ Mission Available: Prove your worth and show everyone that you are no longer a weakling defeating your three bullies - (0/3)] Reward: 3 stats point Penalty: All Stats decrease by 10 Miles lay still for a second before he slowly pushed himself up. He wiped a thin line of blood from his lip and looked at Jordan. Then he smiled. “…Yeah,” Miles said softly. “I have.” Then he laughed in amusement. Jordan frowned. “What’s funny?” “I finally understand,” Miles said. Jordan snorted. “Understand what?” Miles stood fully. His gaze sharpened—cold, mocking. “I didn’t realize you were this weak,” he continued. “To think I ever lowered myself to serving trash like you.” The insult hit harder than the punch and the cafeteria went dead silent. Jordan’s face twisted with rage. “You—!” He swung again. Miles caught his fist easily and effortlessly. The sound echoed like a thunderclap. The cafeteria froze. “…What?” Jordan’s eyes widened as he struggled—failed—to pull free. Miles twisted his wrist and the sickening sound of bones breaking creaked. Then Miles stepped in and drove a punch into Jordan’s ribs. The impact lifted Jordan off his feet and flew backwards .He crashed into a table, gasping like a fish out of water. There was another brief moment of silence. Then chaos. Zack shouted. “Get him!” Noah rushed in first. Miles sidestepped, hooked Noah’s arm, and slammed him face-first into the floor. Before Noah could recover, Miles brought his heel down onto his shoulder. A sharp crack echoed. Noah screamed. Zack charged with a shout and Miles met him head on as he dodged all of Zack wild attacks. He stepped forward. And with One strike. Miles sent Zack into the air but while Zack was still airborne, he grabbed his face and slammed his head into the ground. Zack hit the ground and didn’t move. [Ding] [Mission Progress: (3/3) bullies defeated] [Mission Complete: 3 stats point received] The cafeteria erupted. Students screamed. Chairs scraped back. Phones came out. Miles stood over the three unconscious bodies, breathing steady. He looked down at Zack. “Get your own meals from now on,” he said in a calm, cold tone. Then he turned and walked out. This time— No one laughed. No one tried to stop him. No one followed. And for the first time in his life— Miles Reed wasn’t invisible.
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Miles stood alone amid the ruin, chest rising slowly, power radiating from him in palpable waves. He flexed his fingers as fresh strength flowed into his body, his presence no longer merely human.The lich drifted backward.For the first time in centuries, fear seeped into his voice.“You… you grow stronger with every kill,” he whispered. “That ability—no mortal should possess it.”Miles lifted his gaze and his eyes met that the lichAs their gazes met the lich understood that the boy before him was no longer prey but was a catastrophe in the making.The suffocating aura of undeath that had filled the chamber moments ago now hung thin and uncertain, like smoke after a wildfire.At the far end of the vast throne hall, suspended above a cracked obsidian dais, the Lich King watched.He did not move.He did not blinkBut he was fazed.The faint emerald flames burning within his hollow eye sockets flickered—just slightly—as he surveyed the battlefield. His Death Knights. His elite vanguard
Chapter 32
Without wasting time, Miles dashed forward toward the knights without hesitation.He met the next Death Knight head-on, blocking a downward strike with his dagger—and holding it. Shock rippled through the undead warrior as Miles shoved the blade aside and plunged his dagger into its knee joint.The knight staggered.Miles leapt, slashing upward, severing the neck.Another kill[Ding: Host have slain a B rank monster][4 stats points gained]Another notification appeared The battlefield shifted instantly. Where before Miles had been overwhelmed, now he pressed forward. His movements became sharper, more precise. He anticipated attacks, countered faster, struck harder.Still, the Death Knights fought viciously.A halberd pierced his side. He broke the shaft with brute force and killed its wielder with a brutal thrust to the throat.An axe buried itself in his back. He endured the pain, spun, and decapitated the knight mid-swing.Kill after kill.The lich’s laughter died.“No… impossibl
Chapter 31
Another Knight swung a massive sword overhead. Miles rolled under it, the edge grazing his shoulder and tearing a deep gash. Blood ran down, soaking his sleeve, but he forced himself up. He was outnumbered. One Knight thrust with a spear, the tip grazing his chest, drawing blood. Another swung a hammer; the force sent him skidding across shattered stone tiles, shards cutting into his arms and legs. Another Knight slammed its broadsword down from above. Miles leapt into the air, spinning, striking another Knight in the chest with a brutal arc of his dagger. The collision of steel reverberated through his arms, sending pain up to his shoulders. Debris erupted again as armor and stone met in violent sparks. Suddenly, a blade pierced his abdomen.Miles screamed.Blood flooded his mouth as the Death Knight wrenched the sword free, blackened ichor spilling freely as Miles collapsed to one knee, vision blurring violently.Another Death Knight brought its mace down on his chest.The impact
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Miles tightened his grip on the dagger. “We’ll see who survives,” he muttered as he crouched slightly, dagger in hand, muscles coiled like a predator ready to spring. The Death Knights reached striking distance. Without another word, he charged, his footfalls silent against the stone.The lich drifted higher into the air, skeletal frame silhouetted against the dim glow of necrotic light, amusement oozing from every deliberate movement.Its massive broadsword carved through the air in a brutal diagonal arc, the cursed edge aimed to cleave Miles in two from shoulder to hip. Miles dropped low at the last instant, the blade whistling overhead with enough force to send sparks erupting as it grazed the stone wall behind him.He rolled forward, momentum carrying him beneath the knight’s guard, and slashed upward at its armored leg. The dagger scraped against enchanted steel, sparks bursting outward as the vibration rattled through his wrist.The Death Knight did not falter.Its balance remai
Chapter 29
Silence ruled the battlefield.Not the peaceful kind, nor the silence of rest—but the suffocating stillness that followed absolute annihilation. It pressed against the ears like a living thing, so heavy and oppressive that one could hear the frantic pounding of their own heartbeat screaming for escape. The ground was soaked black with blood long since cooled, its metallic stench lingering thick in the air. Bodies lay strewn across the ruined expanse like discarded puppets, their strings severed mid-performance, limbs twisted at unnatural angles.Broken weapons jutted from the earth like grave markers—chipped blades, splintered hafts, crushed shields—all bearing silent testimony to the brutality that had unfolded.At the center of it all stood Miles.No—remained was the more accurate word.He was still standing, but only just. His shoulders sagged beneath the weight of exhaustion, his breath ragged and uneven, each inhale scraping through his lungs as though they had been lined with br
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Hale’s voice tore through the suffocating pressure like a blade. “Hold the line! Formation—now!” His command snapped the group into motion by instinct alone. Kael and Dren moved to the front despite the fear clawing at their throats, blades raised. Boros planted himself beside Hale, shield up, axe glowing faintly with mana. Kira stood behind them, staff shaking in her grip as she began chanting, green sigils spiraling into the air. Hale’s mind was racing. Twenty Death Knights. This wasn’t a battle. It was an execution waiting to happen. “Kira—barrier! Full output, now!” His shout cut through the chaos like a blade. Kira didn’t hesitate. She slammed the butt of her staff into the stone floor, teeth clenched as she poured every drop of mana she could muster into the spell. Runes flared beneath her feet, expanding outward in a radiant dome of pale-blue light that enveloped the entire group. The barrier formed just in time. Steel slammed into it. BOOOOM—! The first Deat
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