2025-08-01 03:51:51"Is this heaven?" was William's initial thought as he found himself standing in an extremely bizarre and hard-to-describe environment.
White! Pure white! remained the only colour he could see in this strange place. Even when he glanced down at his own body, it appeared to be completely enveloped in pure, cloudy white matter. The size of this place was unknown. It felt simultaneously like a small room and an endless dimension at the same time. Merely attempting to comprehend the physics caused his head to ache profusely. "Where am I?" The more time passed, the deeper his confusion became. The last thing he could recall was the humiliating beating he had received from those spoilt goonies. Strangely enough, he felt no trace of pain whatsoever, which in turn somewhat confirmed his initial thoughts that he had somehow made it to heaven. "Is this truly heaven? Or am I ensnared within a dream or something of that sort?" He had no answer for that. At this point, nothing made any sense. [ Welcome to the preparation space, William Ashworth ] A feminine, robotic voice shattered the deafening silence that prevailed over this estranged place. Suddenly, William recalled that very voice. "I remember it all now! Before I died, or lost consciousness, whatever the case may have been, this exact voice resonated in my head, uttering something about condition fulfilled and some other unclear words." As the memory poured in, William's situation grew even more bizarre; yet, he resolved firmly to heed the voice, for it knew his full name. Who knows? Perhaps it could be an angel, and he was, in fact, undergoing his judgment. [ Welcome to the preparation space, William Ashworth ] The voice repeated once more, this time adopting a different tone that seemed to encourage William to reply verbally. William did not really know how to converse with the unseen entity, so he simply offered a barely audible, "Thank you." There was a brief moment of silence before the voice responded. [ You have accepted your first inter-dimensional mission. Being your first mission, you're given ten minutes of preparation time to chose your first weapon for the mission as well and mentally prepare. ] [ Countdown would begin now ] [ 10:00.... 09:59 ] "Huh? First inter-dimensional mission?" [ Yes... You've unlocked the Infinite system, a system that grants you all your desires beginning from simple wealth or physical charm to attract the opposite or the same gender, or the ability to unlock and wield otherworldly powers. In return, you must complete missions to other dimensions and complete tasks........ ] [ Once tasks are completed, you'll be transferred back to the real world! ] [ Death is real ] [ Growth in the other dimensions are permanent ] Even with the lengthy explanation, William was still as confused. What was this voice talking about? Travel to other dimensions? complete tasks? Gain wealth, charm and superpowers? Death? What sort of dream was he having? William slapped himself a few times with an attempt to wake himself from this unbelievable reality but it was futile. [ You're not in a dream. Your body is currently in a state of rapid recovery hence pain cannot be felt. As for your confusion, the more time you spend with the system, the more your understanding increase. However, for the main time, pick your first weapon for your first mission ] [ NOTE: Only hosts on their first mission access the preparation space. For proceeding missions, you'll instantly be teleported to your destination. ] After the voice disappeared, an holographic window appeared in front of William containing several 3D box slots. Different weapons were in each box slot. Knife, rapier, dagger, spear, bow and arrows, needles, axe, katana, shiruken... They were all melee weapons, most of which he have seen and used in videogames he played in the past. [ Please select one ] William was still baffled with everything unfolding before him. [ 07:44.... 07:43 ] Unfortunately, time wasn't patient enough to grant him the opportunity to understand his situation. "Whatever this is..." William muttered. He doesn't know what world awaits him after the countdown ends, neither is he aware of the task awaiting. But he was sure of one thing. "I would survive by all means!" Swearing that to himself, he took a clearer view at the weapon list. [ You can check the stats of the weapon by clicking on it ] A message popped up. William slowly nodded and began checking the stats. --- [ Basic dagger ] —Short-range, suitable for stabbing. —+2 agility while equipped [Select] Yes/No --- --- [ Basic sword ] —Deals light damages, suitable for every blade attributed moves. —+2 physical strength while equipped [Select] Yes/No --- --- [ Basic bow and arrow ( 15 Arrows ) ] —Long-range, covers an adequate distance. —+1 Perception while equipped [Select] Yes/No --- --- [ Basic Axe ] —Suitable for heavy attacks like smashing —While equipped, agility reduces by 1 and physical strength increases by 1 [Select] Yes/No --- William went through the list of weapons and their stats and he could not help but be utterly disappointed — They were useless! Some even reduced most of his stats when equipped. However, he had to pick one to proceed. He went back to the sword and clicked select. [ You selected (Basic-Sword) ] [ Basic-Sword has been transferred to (Inventory) ] [ Skill: Swordmaster (Lv 1) has been added ] As the voice announced, additional holographic windows materialized. Almost immediately after the announcement faded, William experienced a strange sensation as his head was flooded with unfamiliar data. As that data settled within him, a new memory emerged in his mind, comprising a series of both simple and complex sword skills he had never seen or imagined before, and somehow he felt as though he could execute those skills without difficulty as though he had been practicing them for ages. The feeling was bizarre but also satisfying. It gave William a brief sense of confidence that he would survive. As his preparation were completed, he could only watch as the countdown reached zero. [ 00:04 ] [ 00:03 ] [ 00:02 ] [ 00:01 ] Immediately it struck 00:00. A strong wind pressure appeared in the strange white space and the next moment, a portal appeared in front of William. It was a dark blue, spherical, fast spinning vortex. A compelling force suddenly appeared as well, pulling him inside the portal. William shut his eyes briefly as his body entered the portal which immediately sent him to his new reality. * * * William was greeted by darkness and an utterly inexplicable experience as he was dragged into the portal, the sensation was akin to swimming through a powerful sea wave or pushing oneself through a foggy storm. Nevertheless, the moment of darkness and the odd experience lasted for a brief second before William was greeted with the familiar caress of a gentle breeze blowing across his face, its calming effect drifting through his body. William subconsciously inhaled the cool breeze before opening his eyes to survey the new world. "Heh?" A questioning expression swiftly appeared on his face. It was nighttime, as was evident since the full moon had already graced the dark sky, blessing the night with its soft crescent glow. With the aid of the gentle illumination provided by the moon, William found himself standing in the middle of an unknown place, surrounded by humans. They were several dozens of them; more than half adorned medieval knights armor, another even larger percentage wore casual crimson night robes while two were dressed entirely differently. One, an aged man, wore a grey cloak, his time-worn grey hair hidden beneath a crooked hat. On his right hand was a long wooden staff embedded with a pink glowing crystal orb at the top. The orb emitted a subtly visible pink aura. His appearance quickly reminded William of the wizards seen in popular classic medieval fantasy movies. Beside him stood the other oddly dressed figure—a middle-aged man with long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes—adorned in an exquisite purple robe accented with golden embroidery that loudly proclaimed his royal descent. William identified this character as the King. The entirety of the group was silently focused on William as though he were a complete alien — naturally, he could be considered an alien since he was not originally from their world. An atmosphere of awkward silence prevailed over the gathering. William returned the same questioning gaze to the crowd, steadily shifting his gaze gradually amongst them. He was immensely relieved as none of them harboured any sort of murderous intent in their gazes, only pure astonishment and boundless curiosity. ("The summoning worked, but just how is this scrawny human supposed to save us?") The silence was finally broken as one of the knights spoke aloud. Strangely, William could not understand a single word he uttered, as he spoke in an unfamiliar language. However, the knight's words seemed to ignite the crowd, and they began discussing among themselves. ("The hero summoning spell has never failed before. He might look scrawny, but he will undoubtedly fulfill his purpose.") ("How can you say that? I appear even stronger than he does.") ("I agree with you, he looks really weak, and what is that strange piece of clothing? It appears easy to pierce through.") 'What on earth are they saying?' William attempted to comprehend their discussion, but it proved impossible. 'They don't seem like cannibals? But what if...?' William shuddered at the thought. He vaguely recalled gory videos on the dark web where tourists were captured by cannibal clans who spoke different languages. He subconsciously became even more alert to his surroundings, shifting his gaze about him. Everyone seemed to be discussing, with some completely ignoring his very presence. But only two were intently focused on him — the wizard and the king. The wizard's mouth moved as he appeared to be quietly chanting a spell while the king focused on him. The wizard suddenly pointed the tip of his wooden staff holding the pink glowing crystal at William. Under William's astonished gaze, a spell circle materialized and glowed intently until it exploded into a brief, blinding radiance that compelled William to subconsciously shield his eyes. "Welcome to our world, Hero."
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The wind was soft that morning. It carried the smell of grass and dust, a quiet sign that peace had truly returned. William stood on top of a hill that overlooked the small suburb he called home. The golden light of the rising sun stretched across the houses, painting the roofs and fields in a warm glow. For once, there was no smoke, no screams, and no blood. Just the sound of birds singing again after so long. He stood still for a while, watching the world breathe. It was finally over. The long fights, the missions, the endless running from one battlefield to another — everything was done. The people were safe. The demons were gone. The cities were waking up again. He took a deep breath, his chest rising slowly, his heart beating steady and calm. It felt strange. The quiet was unfamiliar, almost too peaceful for someone who had lived so long in chaos. He looked down at his hands. There were still faint scars on them — reminders of every world he had touched, every sou
LS: 165
The crimson storm tore through the sky like a wound that refused to close. Thunder rolled over the mountains, and the air rippled with burning energy that made the skin crawl. William stood before the dark gate of Seredane, the ruins trembling under the weight of what was about to come. Behind him, Lena and Orion steadied their weapons, their faces pale from exhaustion but burning with the same resolve that had carried them this far. The world felt alive—breathing, watching, waiting. The ground cracked beneath their feet as the first blast of dark energy exploded from the storm above. It struck the mountain, throwing debris into the air. Through the raging wind, shapes began to descend—massive silhouettes with wings like torn shadows and eyes that burned a deep, unholy red. The Demon Lords had arrived. There were seven of them, each one a towering presence that bent the very world around them. Their aura was enough to turn stone to dust and make the clouds twist unnaturall
LS: 164
The wind over the Whispering Peaks was sharp and cold. It howled across the cliffs like a ghost that had forgotten how to rest. William, Lena, and Orion moved slowly through the rising mist, their boots crunching against the icy stone. The journey had drained them. The mountain air was thin, and the fog here was not normal—it felt alive, whispering faint voices that tugged at their minds. They had been walking for hours. “Are we close?” Lena asked, her voice weak but steady. William nodded slightly. “Almost. The ruins should be right beyond that ridge.” He could feel it—the strange pull that had started ever since that mysterious figure appeared at the campfire. The closer they got, the stronger it became. It wasn’t painful, just heavy, like something ancient was watching from beneath the surface of the world. The path narrowed as they climbed higher. Broken pillars jutted from the ground like bones. Strange markings glowed faintly across the rocks, pulsing in rhythm with
LS: 163
The wind carried the heavy scent of blood and burning oil across the charred plains. William stood on a mound of blackened soil, the red sky splitting with thunder as he gazed toward the ruins of the once-mighty fortress of Thal’Grim. His sword, slick with ash and crimson, hummed softly — almost like it was breathing. Behind him, his allies regrouped, battered and panting. Lena’s bowstring was snapped, her arm trembling as she tried to tie it again. Orion leaned on his spear, face pale, veins pulsing faintly with traces of demonic energy. “Are we done here?” Lena asked, voice rough and hoarse. William’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the smoldering horizon. “Not yet.” From the shadows of the fallen fortress, a figure emerged. Cloaked in tattered robes, its steps slow and deliberate, the ground beneath its feet seared with each movement. A faint smile curled beneath the hood. “Impressive,” the voice drawled, smooth and venomous. “You’ve slain hundreds of my kin. Tell me, human… how l
LS: 162
The valley still smoked from the war that had nearly shattered the heavens. Charred soil stretched for miles, rivers of ash cutting through the land where forests once stood. The wind carried the scent of iron, burnt earth, and something heavier—the echo of death. William sat at the edge of a cliff, staring down at what used to be a city. The ruins were silent, and beneath the silence lay stories he didn’t have the strength to unearth. His armor was gone. His shirt was torn. Blood painted his arm, dry and crusted, yet he barely felt it. Mirabel sat beside him, her right arm wrapped in a bandage. Her face was pale, her hair a tangled mess. But her eyes—though tired—still glowed faintly with life. Neither spoke for a long time. The only sound was the distant crumble of stone as a tower gave in to gravity. Finally, Mirabel broke the silence. “You could’ve died,” she said softly. William didn’t look at her. “I know.” “You should have died,” she pressed. “That thing kille
LS: 161
The sun rose weakly over the shattered plains of Aerth. Its light broke through the smoke and fog, painting the ruins with gold that struggled to reach the ground. The air still smelled of ash and old blood. William stood at the edge of the broken valley where the final battle had ended. His sword was sheathed on his back, though its blade had long since lost its glow. He didn’t need its light anymore — not for this. Behind him, the survivors of the resistance gathered slowly. Mirabel stood among them, her right arm still bandaged, her movements slower than before but her spirit unbroken. Around her were the remnants of the human fighters who had lived through the long war against the demons. They had lost homes, families, entire cities — yet they were still standing. For a long moment, none of them spoke. The silence was sacred, heavy with memory. William finally turned to face them. “It’s over,” he said simply. The words fell like stones into still water. Some lowered th
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