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Rewards (3)
Author: JJ SMART
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Aethan looked through the rest of the rewards and was surprised to find a set of clothing within it. The clothing laid in a corner inconspicuously, looking bland and easy to ignore.

He hesitated before taking it out cautiously, checking out its design with intrigue.

Just like most equipment he had come across, the clothing had Runes shimmering on its surface as his finger tips traced over it. Its material was soft to the touch, but when he tried piercing through it, Runes flashed unceremoniously across its surface, blocking his attempt at destruction.

“Interesting," Aethan muttered, taking a liking for the regalia immediately. If he remembered correctly, this was the attire worn by royalty—not the usual royalty of his world, but the royal family of the Stormcallers.

Aethan immediately put on the black cloth, letting its tight, comfy material stick to his body.

He felt his physical capabilities elevate by a few percent, and a smile unknowingly crept up his face.

Satisfied by what he
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  • Rewards (3)

    Aethan looked through the rest of the rewards and was surprised to find a set of clothing within it. The clothing laid in a corner inconspicuously, looking bland and easy to ignore.He hesitated before taking it out cautiously, checking out its design with intrigue. Just like most equipment he had come across, the clothing had Runes shimmering on its surface as his finger tips traced over it. Its material was soft to the touch, but when he tried piercing through it, Runes flashed unceremoniously across its surface, blocking his attempt at destruction.“Interesting," Aethan muttered, taking a liking for the regalia immediately. If he remembered correctly, this was the attire worn by royalty—not the usual royalty of his world, but the royal family of the Stormcallers.Aethan immediately put on the black cloth, letting its tight, comfy material stick to his body. He felt his physical capabilities elevate by a few percent, and a smile unknowingly crept up his face. Satisfied by what he

  • Rewards (2)

    Aethan picked up the third scroll, activating the Runes on it as he returned Volt Edge into his Space Ring. He had successfully enhanced Volt Edge after the second try.The Runes on the blade now glowed with a brighter light when activated. Its sharpness was elevated to another level, and above all, when Lightning or Thunder Aether was channeled through it, it amplified it by a certain margin, boosting its destructive and piercing power.It was only a First-Circle weapon, but it was certainly sharp enough to cut an average Second-Circle Sorcerer if enough force was put behind it, and the Second-Circle Sorcerer in question didn't possess a strong defense.Aethan watched as the second Enhancement Scroll burned away. Silent Fang had been enhanced once, but the second Enhancement Scroll had failed, unfortunately. “Hmm." Aethan's brow furrowed as he studied the Runes on Silent Fang.They looked… familiar to him, as though he was seeing them again after a very long time. He had wielded Si

  • Rewards (1)

    Aethan's eyes flashed open, his body jerking violently as he tried to move, only to feel pain hit him in rippling waves and send him sprawling on the broken floor. His body was burnt mildly in some areas, and his bones felt like jelly. His muscles spasmed uncontrollably, the adrenaline still pumping in a controlled rush.He huffed out a heated breath, tilting his head to look around. Aethan glimpsed the same Magic Circle on the ground glowing dimly, but realizing his Aether was depleted, he groaned.Naturally, depleting one's Aether was a recipe for disaster, whether one liked it or not. Aether was life—Aethan strongly believed that—and a lack of Aether would cause more harm than good most times. The fact that he was still alive, breathing and able to move, wasn't something natural. There was something about him that made it possible, but he didn't know what.Not only because of the Aether depletion, but due to the other factors.Shaking his head, he looked up.Beyond the spot he la

  • Storm's Descent

    “This just proves my thoughts,” Aethan mumbled after crossing a few meters, his feet tapping against the obsidian floor with astonishing speed. As he got closer to the throne, the oppressive feeling coming from the charred figure on it increased, and the frequency of the Thunderbolts multiplied, their deadliness becoming more apparent. Aethan was then forced to slow down and calculate his steps more often. He was still moving quickly though, and at that rate, he would reach his target shortly. Yet, that didn't prevent him from sustaining his first injury in this stage of the Dungeon. A particularly large thunderbolt struck the floor with dire force after Aethan weaved out of its way, albeit the branching arcs of electricity caught his ankle, sending a jolt through his body. Aethan spasmed. The paralyzing effect of the thunderbolt affected his next moves, and a second thunderbolt struck true, charring his flesh. Lichtenberg figures appeared on his skin immediately. Simultane

  • Echoes of a Fallen God

    Aethan got tunnel vision and a splitting headache as soon as the part of the Magic Circle responsible for teleportation activated. The headache stemmed not just from the movement through space, but also due to his mind still reeling from the sudden flood of information. His mind spun, and he almost emptied the contents of his stomach. But his body, pulsating with vitality, stopped him from doing just that. The teleportation didn't take long and ended just seconds later with Aethan finding himself in a large hall. However, he barely had time to study the hall properly before his senses blared warning alarms in his head, and he rolled to the side, springing up to his feet in one fluid motion, his Aether surging violently. BOOM! Aethan's ears rang as a thick bolt of Lightning struck the spot he had been lying moments ago. The Lightning cracked the obsidian tiles easily, sending jagged fractures racing across it. It spread out like a net, striking anything and everything close eno

  • Inheritance of the Stormcallers

    Aethan realised that he was wrong to call that affinity Wind. The real term was Gale, an affinity tied to an extinct race of Humanoid beings known as the Stormcallers. They once occupied this Realm’s Dungeon—living there, to be precise—before they were forced to leave after being attacked by an enemy race. “How do I know all this?" Aethan suddenly mumbled, feeling like the new knowledge he gained wasn't normal. Yes, he had received the memories of the Wraiths after absorbing their Essence, but they had just been born, and the only memories they possessed were of using Gale effectively in combat. The memories he had received from the two Wraiths contained what he was thinking of at the moment, but not enough to give him such an in-depth understanding of the Stormcallers. “So where did it come from?" Aethan mumbled. He studied his surroundings, searching for something—anything—that could help him solve the dilemma. He raised a brow when he caught sight of glowing spots on the

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