2025-12-11 17:00:15《Now entering a safe zone 10 minutes remaining until you are forcefully ejected from the safe zone.》
Rhys stepped into the safe room, the letter from The Arbiter burning a mental hole in his pocket. He stepped towards the table in the middle as it held his reward. His reward for an S- achievement clear. He checked his notifications. 《Dominion 0 -> Dominion 1 achieved!》 The benefits to his body were almost immediate. If a Dominion 0 [Infiltrator] was someone at the peak level of physical talent attainable on Terra Prime, Dominion 1 was where he could win a competition against anyone with little practice. Nobody on Terra Prime could beat a Dominion 1 [Infiltrator] in close combat. He snapped a knife from his holster and then twirled it around his fingers. Doing tricks he'd forgotten how to do. Then he pushed further. He took out the other knife from his strap and started juggling them. He almost couldn't stop grinning. The be
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#13: Welcome
Rhys's mind was awhirl, not for the first time today. His head moving on autopilot as he looked around the Adventurer's Guild, newbie adventurers were staring at him in silence and shock, he was staring at them like an idiot. It was truly surreal. He tried to find any semblance of calm as the entire room watched him. Like hawks eying their prey. He knew all of this was being recorded as well, it was normal to have your entrance posted on dominionnet and made fun of, a bit of a hazing for the newbie. Unlike most entrances, though, everyone was in awe. He just walked through them with his head held high, enjoying the spectators. That was until more than a few loud adventurers started arguing whether he was a fake. It took every bit of willpower he had, not to turn around and start arguing with them. He didn't even realize the receptionist was in front of him. "W-welcome, would you like to register?"
#12: No Guns, No Potions
Kael Frost did not like his name. For his first name his parents had decided to pick something unique so he would stand out. That hadn't been too uncommon… in their generation, maybe. The problem wasn't really with his first name. It was his last name. Kael was an adventurer's name, a [Swordmaster]'s name. A fine name. His last name? Frost? It kept reminding him of his roots, of his parents' insistence that he grow up like they did. As a regular kid in Aussie. Not that he ever could. Not with a name like his, not with the fact that he was an elf surrounded by other Aussie kids with bad humour, not with dragonslayer parents. His mind wandered as he sat at the table, like he did for the past two months. Two months of searching and he had found only one member that met his standards. Then again, to only spend two months to find an [Arcanist] like Lirien Voss, even with all her… eccentrics. Kael would have happily waited for another year.
#11: Welcome To The Dominion
《Now entering a safe zone 10 minutes remaining until you are forcefully ejected from the safe zone.》 Rhys stepped into the safe room, the letter from The Arbiter burning a mental hole in his pocket. He stepped towards the table in the middle as it held his reward. His reward for an S- achievement clear. He checked his notifications. 《Dominion 0 -> Dominion 1 achieved!》 The benefits to his body were almost immediate. If a Dominion 0 [Infiltrator] was someone at the peak level of physical talent attainable on Terra Prime, Dominion 1 was where he could win a competition against anyone with little practice. Nobody on Terra Prime could beat a Dominion 1 [Infiltrator] in close combat. He snapped a knife from his holster and then twirled it around his fingers. Doing tricks he'd forgotten how to do. Then he pushed further. He took out the other knife from his strap and started juggling them. He almost couldn't stop grinning. The be
#10: It Had Ruined Everything
Rhys Artisan was kicked out of the orb, the [Saboteur] hadn't even finished his skill. The Arbiter wasn't smiling, it waved its hands as the orbs moved away. "I presume you aren't taking any of the classes." "No." "Understandable." The orbs disappeared when Rhys Artisan had answered. He wondered what would have happened if he hadn't said an answer and tried to dive for the orb instead. The Arbiter simply observed him as Rhys Artisan tried to think ahead. His mind was clear, it wasn't like when he had first experienced the [Vanguard]. He felt no weakness, no sudden loss. He hadn't melded with the class at all. The [Defiant Mark Infiltrator] met the Arbiter's gaze and understood that he was still in a trap. "What do you want from me?" The Arbiter scrunched its nose. "The [Saboteur] always is a nasty one, that class along with your new title seems to have produced an unintended effect. Apologies." "You haven't answered my question." The Arbiter wanted something from him and he
#9: A Ruinous Thought
《Now entering the Arbiter's Void.》 Unlike the first time Rhys Artisan did not collapse on his chair. Instead he stood up, throwing his chair backwards and slammed on the Arbiter's desk with both hands. "You sent me into a deathtrap!" The Arbiter looked unimpressed, though its lips did twitch a little. The entity let the silence hold for a second longer, as if to indicate that it was above such outbursts. "If I had placed you in a deathtrap and you had managed to survive, you would have a Legendary Title. Do you have one?" Rhys Artisan blinked, he checked his notifications and found no title waiting for him. That was fairly normal, even an S grade achievement wasn't worth a title anymore. The Arbiter did have a point, if it wanted him dead, he'd probably be dead. It didn't quite make him any less frustrated. "So what was that? Another accident?" He had nearly died in that Initiation Crucible, a Crucible that he should've been able to breeze through. The Arbiter simply leaned bac
#8: Are You Really A Chosen?
Plan A: Get the [Arcanist] Lord riled up and go in. Ideally, he wanted the skeleton soldiers to have been in the middle of the fight with the last soldier, but the lord was being too cautious. Rhys Artisan grabbed a throwing knife from his chest strap as he made a throwing motion. The Bone Sovereign ducked. Rhys Artisan threw his knife for real as it went–wide. Both [Arcanist] and [Infiltrator] looked at the knife as it flew past its head by a fair margin. The lord opened its jaw as it stared at the bad throw. "You should have practiced a little-Hey!" He started sprinting the moment the Bone Sovereign broke eye contact. He could hear the skeletal warriors rushing back towards the chamber while their lord had tried to stall him with banter. The distance had closed to fifteen feet–but the problem was that the lord was on an elevated platform. And the lord had grabbed his wand. The wand pointed at his head as a shimmering orb of red went flying at him. He barely dodged, the orb wh
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