A drop of water echoed in the cavern’s vast emptiness.
Drip… Drip… The sound barely made a difference in the oppressive silence. Jagged stalactites hung from the ceiling like frozen fangs, their sharp edges glistening under the faintest glow of buried crystals. The air was deathly still, thick with the scent of ancient ice and stone. Deep within, an enormous structure of solid ice stood undisturbed, sealing away a figure lost to time. The cavern had remained untouched for centuries. Then— Ding! A crisp chime shattered the silence. [System Notice: Self-Activation Successful.] A pulse of unseen energy rippled through the ice. Faint cracks slithered across the frozen surface, spiderwebbing outward. Then— BOOM! The ice erupted, shards scattering in all directions. A body fell from its crystalline prison, hitting the cold stone floor with a heavy thud. He did not move. For several moments, nothing happened. Then— Ding! [Emergency Protocols Engaged: Forcefully Awakening Host.] A sudden warmth spread through his body. His fingers twitched. His eyelids fluttered. Then, with a sharp gasp— Kael von Everfrost opened his eyes. He lay there, staring blankly at the cavern ceiling above him. His vision swam, his mind hazy, as though waking from a dream that had lasted lifetimes. He attempted to move, but his limbs felt sluggish, unresponsive. “…Where… am I?” he rasped, his voice dry and unfamiliar even to himself. His thoughts were sluggish, yet memories flickered back—the palace, the celebration, the sudden attack, the freezing waters swallowing him whole. His heart pounded. How am I alive? Before he could process further— Ding! A translucent blue screen appeared before his eyes, words forming across its surface. [System Online. Welcome back, Host.] Kael’s breath hitched. “What…?” His brows furrowed as he tried to read the text. The symbols twisted and rearranged themselves before his eyes, becoming incomprehensible. His confusion deepened. What language is this? Ding! [System Notice: As Host originates from 1500 years ago, modern languages have been installed into your mind for seamless communication.] A sharp pain shot through his skull as knowledge surged into his mind. Thousands of words, structures, and meanings poured in at once, burning themselves into his thoughts. It was as if he had always known them. The pain faded as quickly as it came. Kael inhaled sharply. He blinked, then looked at the floating text again. He could read it now. But before he could question anything— Ding! [Mission Issued: Escape the Cavern] —Time Limit: 6 hours —Failure Consequence: Death due to extreme cold and exhaustion —Mission Rewards: —Complete Body Restoration —Night Vision Ability —+50,000 Dollars Kael’s expression darkened. Six hours…? His gaze drifted to the last line. Fifty thousand… dollars? The word felt foreign, unfamiliar. His jaw clenched. Just what is this system? A deep breath. No matter what this was, he had no time to waste. --- The cavern was an unforgiving maze. The cold gnawed at his weakened body, his steps unsteady. He leaned against the rock walls for support, each movement an effort. The light from the buried crystals gave him just enough vision to navigate, their glow faint but consistent. His breath came in short gasps. Time passed—he wasn’t sure how long. His muscles ached, his fingers numb. But then— A distant glimmer. A crack of light piercing the darkness. Hope surged through him. He stumbled forward, ignoring the burning in his legs. The icy terrain threatened to trip him, but he pushed on. Nearer. Closer. His vision blurred, exhaustion clawing at him, but he reached out— And finally, he stepped out of the cavern. Cold air hit his face, sharp but liberating. The world before him was alien—towering metal structures, glowing lights that were neither sun nor moon. His relief was short-lived. Ding! [Mission Completed: Escape the Cavern.] —Rewards Issued: —Complete Body Restoration —Night Vision Ability —+50,000 Dollars A surge of warmth spread through his body. His strength returned, his exhaustion fading in an instant. His vision sharpened—the night was no longer darkness, but clear as day. Kael barely had time to react before another notification appeared. Ding! [Sign-In Bonus Available!] A new panel flashed before him. [First-Time Sign-In Bonus Activated.] The system paused. Then— [System Notice: Would you like to claim your sign-in bonus now?] Kael hesitated. His thoughts raced. This system had just granted him power, knowledge, even money. And now, it offered something more? A moment passed. Then, he exhaled slowly. “…Yes.” Light flared before him— A black chest materialized from thin air. Ancient markings glowed across its metallic frame, pulsating with an unknown force. As it settled before him, an immense pressure filled the air. The lid began to creak open.
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The sunlight that filtered through the office windows of NovaCore was soft, pale, and cold. Outside, the glistening white frost had started to recede, chased away by the slow breath of late morning. Inside, Kael Everfrost stirred awake in his executive chair, still dressed in a crisp shirt and the remnants of a long night of planning.The system chimed quietly.Mission Progress UpdateSide Mission: Spark the FlameObjective: Generate $500,000 through NovaCore activitiesProgress: $489,326 / $500,000Side Mission: The Exiled MindObjective: Recruit Elias Rhain into NovaCoreProgress: In ProgressSide Mission: Name Among CollectorsObjective: Appraise 3 fake relics at an elite gatheringProgress: CompletedSide Mission: Awakening the HeartStatus: Locked (Requires completion of previous missions)Kael blinked and sat up straighter, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He glanced at the floating inter
Chapter 13: Unmasking The Priceless
The morning sun crept gently through the tall glass panes of NovaCore’s executive floor, casting golden light across polished marble and shadows that stretched like soft strokes on a canvas. The city buzzed faintly below, a distant hum of awakening life. Inside the office, Kael sat in quiet stillness. The high-backed leather chair bore his frame like a throne. Draped in a tailored black shirt with crisp silver cuffs, Kael rested his elbow on the armrest, fingers curled near his chin, eyes unreadable. His gaze fixed on nothing and everything. Across the room, Aaron cradled a steaming mug of coffee, its aroma subtle but grounding. He took a sip, sighing with content. “The silence in here makes this taste even better,” he mumbled, more to himself than anyone else. Harold Vance stood respectfully to the side, aged but sharp in a navy suit, eyes focused, posture straight. Waiting. Kael's voice cut through the calm, low and composed. “I want a brand. One that commands attention—not by
Chapter 12: The Materials For Restoration
The early morning light filtered through the tall windows of NovaCore’s office, casting soft golden rays over the polished floors and scattered papers that littered the desks. The stillness of the room was broken only by the soft hum of the air system and the distant rumble of traffic from outside. Kael was already sitting up, his body stiff and tired, leaning back in the plush office chair, his fingers tapping idly on the desk. His coat, which he had used as a makeshift blanket, had slipped off during the night and now lay crumpled on the floor. He squinted at the fragments of the relic, still carefully arranged on the desk in front of him, his thoughts distant. Across the room, Aaron groaned as he slowly sat up, rubbing his temples with a pained expression. The remnants of sleep clung to him, his movements sluggish as he tried to gather himself. The night had definitely taken its toll. “Ugh... What even happened last night?” Aaron mumbled, his voice thick with the remnants of sle
Chapter 11: The Last Piece
The sun dipped low as Kael and Aaron stepped out of the cab and into the familiar courtyard of NovaCore. The once-abandoned building now pulsed with a faint energy, thanks to Kael’s growing influence and the system's subtle enhancements. The icy wind brushed against their coats, a reminder of the city’s ever-present chill. As they walked through the halls, Harold Vance, the acting director, hurried over. “Sir Kael,” Harold said, offering a crisp salute. “This came while you were out.” He handed over a sleek black envelope embossed with gold. Kael opened it carefully. An invitation. “To the Grand 72nd Birthday Banquet of Damian Whitmore.” Aaron blinked. “Oh damn, I forgot today was his birthday.” “You know him?” Kael asked, intrigued. “Yeah,” Aaron nodded. “Damian Whitmore—Rosa and Julian’s grandfather. He’s kind of a legend in the antique circles. Their family practically wrote the book on antique trade in Eryndor.” Kael’s gaze sharpened. “I take it you’re invited too?
Chapter 10: Fragment of Fate
Kael and Aaron arrived at Eldoria Antiques, a shop renowned for its vast collection of rare relics, artifacts, and antiques. The shop had an air of mystery, with ancient scrolls, rusted weapons, and forgotten treasures lining its shelves. The scent of aged parchment and polished wood filled the air as they stepped inside. Jason Hayes, the shop’s owner, sat behind a polished oak counter, examining an old coin through a magnifying glass. His sharp eyes traced the intricate engravings, a soft hum escaping his lips as he assessed its authenticity. The dim lighting of the shop cast a warm glow on the antique-strewn shelves behind him. He turned the coin over once more before setting it down on a velvet cloth. Hearing the chime of the entrance bell, he looked up, his keen merchant instincts recognizing Aaron immediately. A grin spread across his face as he set the magnifying glass aside. “Aaron, my friend! What brings you here today?” Aaron stepped forward with a casual grin, clasping J
Chapter 9: Treasure Hunt
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