Solo Ascension

The Abyssal Death Knight was a creature born from the deep nightmares of the dungeon. It stood over ten feet tall, a walking catastrophe of rusted iron and swirling black miasma. Just a few minutes ago, this S-Rank anomaly had scared away an A-Rank Tank like a fly. It had brought Killian, the so-called Golden Boy, to his knees in terror. But right now… The monster was trembling.Damon Silverstar stood in the center of the shattered boss room, bathed in a crimson light. The heavy, unpleasant air of the dungeon had been overwritten by a divine pressure. In his right hand, the Mythic tier scythe, Severance of Destiny, thumping with a rhythmic heartbeat. The blade was made of crystallized, crimson blood. It felt ponderous in his grip, yet it emitted a power so precise that the space around the curved edge seemed to warp and obscure.A transparent crimson screen hovered at the edge of his vision. The text scrolled fastly, ignoring all standard system formatting.[Goddess of Fate]: It dared

SHINE!!Sunlight pierced through the blast proof glass of the Roppongi penthouse, casting long, sharp shadows across the empty room. Damon Silverstar opened his eyes. He didn't stretch. He lay perfectly still on the cold hardwood floor, his breathing slow and measured.Directly above his head, the Omni-View camera hovered silently in the air. The tiny red recording light was unblinking.A crimson screen appeared in his field of vision.[Goddess of Fate]: Good morning, my love.[Goddess of Fate]: You slept six hours and fourteen minutes. Your heart rate was elevated during the third hour. Were you dreaming of me?[Goddess of Fate]: I watched your chest rise and fall all night. You are so beautiful when you are helpless.Damon ignored the freezing chill that crawled up his spine. He pushed himself off the floor, his muscles feeling alien to him. There was no ache, no fatigue. The lingering pain from three years of brutal porter work had vanished.He stood up and looked at his hands. He

The obsidian walls of the Blood Moon Labyrinth seemed like they were breathing. Damon Silverstar walked slowly down the endless corridor. THUD! THUD!The wet sound of his boots echoed in the silence. Behind him, the shredded remains of the A-Rank Lycans and the foolish hunters who tried to use him as bait were already fading away, absorbed by the dungeon’s recycling system. He didn't feel a drop of pity. In this world, weakness was a sin, but stupidity was a death sentence.[System Notice!][You have absorbed 10 A-Rank Lycan Cores.][Your Agility has increased by 5.][Your Vitality has increased by 3.]Damon casually swiped the blue screen away. His stats were broken for someone of his level. The Mythic-tier coat, Embrace of the Goddess of Fate, fluttered slightly behind his knees, keeping his body temperature regulated despite the chill of the labyrinth.He looked up. The giant, swollen crimson moon hung above the open roofed maze, casting a sickening red glow over the black stone.

[Goddess of Fate]: I did not ask you.[Goddess of Fate]: I gave you the thread to walk the maze safely. I gave you the coat to block the S-Rank magic. I held your sister's heart together while you played hero.[Goddess of Fate]: You owe me, Damon.Damon clenched his fists. His jaw tightened so hard. The sudden shift from obsessive praise to controlling threats gave him a whiplash. She never let him forget who held the leash."Fine," Damon spoke, his voice thick with tiredness.He turned and entered the massive glass-walled master bathroom. He didn't bother turning on the lights. The neon glow from the city outside provided enough illumination. He started to unbutton his dark shirt. He reached out and grabbed the hovering Omni-View camera, turning the lens toward the blank wall."I said fine," Damon muttered. "Just give me ten minutes of privacy."The camera suddenly hummed loudly. It ripped itself out of Damon's grip, levitating backward until it hovered in front of the glass shower d

Morning in Tokyo arrived with a cold, grey drizzle. Damon Silverstar stood at the side of the windows of his Roppongi penthouse, looking down at the endless sea of umbrellas on the street below. He had not slept. After packing the severed remains of the Azure Dragon assassins into the black trash bag, he had spent the rest of the night sitting on the couch, staring at the wall, while the Omni-View camera stared at him."System," Damon said, breaking the quiet hum of the rain hitting the glass. "Status window."A blue holographic screen appeared in the air in front of him.[Name: Damon Silverstar][Age: 21][Class: Sovereign's Executioner (Mythic)][Title: S-Rank Anomaly Slayer][Level: 50][Stats]Strength: 185Agility: 210Vitality: 155Mana: 800Perception: 110[Unassigned Stat Points: 25][Exclusive Skills]- Severance of Destiny (Lv. 2)- Void Step (Lv. 2)[Sponsor: The Goddess of Fate][Karma Points: 38,500,000]Damon looked at the unassigned stat points he had gained from levelin