Year 2026, John Anderson entered the world of Rust Survival.

John Anderson was a pro FPS eSports player. He managed to win multiple tournaments: Fortnite, PUBG, & CSGO. He was also a fanatic in survival games: Minecraft & ARK

Alas, as he was thinking of quitting and finding a real job, he woke up with a rock and torch in hand.

Have you ever heard that humans can only use 10% of their brain power? In the distance future humans have discovered a hidden power that resides in most humans, they call that power rust. Rust has the ability to bring out the full potential in human, to the point of superhuman power or even greater; God like. But using the power of rust comes with a great risk, your life.

Lakad lang ako ng lakad Pinapagod na Ako Oo, pero Pinipilit ko na lang sarili ko 

"I heard A lot from you Miss"- Isa pa tong Kolopong nato! Ang Ingay Ingay 

"Paki ko ba sa mga naririnig mo? Hindi mo ba narinig? I don't Entertain Strangers!"- inis na Saad ko ngunit Ngumiti lang ito na nag pa kita sa Malalim niyang dimples, I rolled my eyes saka binilisan Ang pag lakad

Gusto kung maabutan na si Rust at makasabay siyang maglakad pero bat ba Ang hina kung Maglakad! NakakAinis naman.

"Looks like you're Tired"- Aniya na naman nito 

"Sino bang Hindi mapapagod nito!"- halos maisigaw ko sa inis sa kanya nagsilingunan Ang iba kong ka Groupo kaya nag peace sign Na lang ako 

"I can bring You're Bag if you're Tired, that if okey lang Sayo?"- Sabi Niya Na nagpa hinto sa akin, chance na to pagod Nako pero Hindi naman ako nagpunta dito para magpa Alalay sa iba

"Ayos lang kaya ko pa naman, salamat"- sagot ko sa kanya ket labag sa kalooban ko dahil pagod na pagod na talaga Ako!

"Sege, pero kung Hindi Mo na talaga kaya, Tawagin mo lang ako"- sabay kindat Niya sa akin. 
Gwapo ka na sana eh okey lang para sakin, pwede Na din na bagay tayo, pero Sarado Na puso ko eh, my heart is already into Rust Dennison Robler 

"And by the way I'm Zicken"- pakilala Niya 

"Zeyn"- tipid kung sagot habang patuloy pa rin kami sa pagtahak ng daan.

"You know, they said you're a bitch"- 

"They're right"- sagot ko

"You are?"- tanong Nito

"I am"-

"Hindi halata, Cause i think you're fun to be with And you're worth to have"-aniya nito napangisi lang ako sa sinabi Niya kasi lahat Yan kabaliktaran sa akin 

I am not Fun to be with, so much Boring.
And I am not worth to have.

"You can still say that because You still don't know who really Is me"- sabi ko

"Try to know more about me, for sure magbabago Yan isip Mo"- dagdag ko

"I don't think so. People have lots of different bad side but all people have a Good heart."- 

"Except me that"-

"No one's exempted in that, You fall for someone even if you're bitch it is because you have a good heart means Good Side, a good side that afraid to Let people see cause most people used into your bad side"

Nilingon ko siya, minsan naman Pala May learnings tong Si Zicken pero never akong sumang Ayon sa pananaw ng Ibang Tao, I follow my own rules and Believe my own Perspective.

"Hindi mo pa Ako kilala, kaya wag Kang magsalita ng tapos Zicken"- itinaas Niya ang kanyang kamay bilang pagsuko 

"Zicken! Andito ka lang Pala kanina pa kita hinahanap"- biglang Sulpot ng isang lalaki Hindi na Ako nakinig sa mga pinagusapan Nila dahil umuna na akong maglakad 

Now I feel that I am really tired dahil Wala Na akong kausap 

Sana Pala pinag tsagaan ko na lang si Zicken para naman Hindi ako bored, pero biglang nagising Ang diwa ko ng nakita ko si Rust na medyo malapit na sa nilalakaran ko 

Napangiti ako saka mas lalong minadali Ang pag lalakad, ng maabutan ko na siya ay abot langit Ang Tuwa ko, 

"Rust! Hoooo! Sa wakas na abutan na kita"- saad ko habang nakikipag sabay sa kanya ng lakad 

"No one told you, na Sumabag ka sakin"- Aniya nito 

"I know, but my hearts Does"- 

"Tsss, stop it Zeyn"-

"I won't, tsaka pwede ba pakipot ka pa eh, Ang boring na nga dito ayaw mo pang kulitin ko"-

"Even if This trip will be so much Boring I won't risk to have fun with you, no.not.never."- Aniya nito Humagikhik lang ako imbis na masaktan Sanay na Akong saktan ng paulit ulit Rust.

"Even if you won't, I will do it all by myself, because that's j want and My goal here"- 

"Tssss"-

"Alam mo, sa lahat ng lalaki iba ka know why? Because your a monster"- 

"Tsss, and how do I become a monster?"- 

"Mapanakit ng Damdamin"- 

Hindi Niya Ako Sinagot.

"I never used to do this before yung nanghahabol, but Now I try"- nilingon ko siya seryoso lang ito sa daan 

"Kasi, Chasing someone is fun, not until you fall and became hurt"- nilingon Niya Ako with his blank expression 

But no response came out from his mouth pero okey lang atleast nakikinig siya.

"One thing I've learned from this battle is, Even if you fail, Try and try Do not give up because some things are worth fighting for."-

"Not all things worth fighting for Zeyn, I want you to know, That I am not worth fighting for."-

"Yes you are worth fighting for, alam Mo kung bakit? Because I know someday Magiging okey din tayo"- 

"Dream on"

Tumawa ako sa sagot Niya 

"And that was what I am doing Till now, dreaming that someday you'll become mine."

"Kahit Lumuhod kang maglakad papunta sa altar, it will never ever happen Zeyn, You'll never Ever have a space In my heart"- 

"Soon, magkakaroon din Yan, Hindi pa sa ngayon Pero balang araw"-

"No it will never"- 

"Yes it will, even if you like it or not It will be happen soon"- ngiti ngiti kung saad sa kanya 

"Alam mo Zeyn Wala kang pinagkaiba sa mga babaeng Malalandi, Hindi ka naman yata malandi noon sa pagkakaalam ko"-

"Malandi Ako, pero Sayo lang"-

"That's making me Turn off on you"-aniya nito

"Ede ma turn off ka, Basta Ako gusto pa rin kita"

"Stop liking me"-

"Even if you beg and kneel down in front of me to stop liking you Rust, I wont. Instead I am starting to love you"- 

"Like me if you want , and I will hate you as I want"-

"Cool! You're giving me more reason to Like you"-

"Shut up!"- inis na nitong saad, ay pikon Pala tong si Rust 

Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.

"I won't, Rust I like you so much"- nakangisi kung saad 

"I said shut up!"- 

"Ayoko nga Wala namang naka paskil dito na be silenced, wag Kang O.A"

"Tssss"-

"Okey were here!"- sigaw ni Prof. 
"20 minutes Relax Class. Then we will find a perfect spot para itayo Ang Tent niyo"-

"Yes Prof."- sagot Nila 

Can't wait to rest my back! I'm sooooooooo much tired.

Yes my body is tired but my heart is not yet tired liking Rust.

I would not wish any companion in the world but You.

time skip to the festival

" Alright everyone welcome to the UA sports festival!!!!!" Midnight season in her mic while all us first years were lining up by class " And to start us off lets welcome Jern drage to say a few words." I just roll my eyes and stick my hand in my uniform pockets and walk up to the mic." Thank you Midnight-senesi but out of everyone here I deserve the least credit the ones that deserve the credit belongs to my fellow participants and to our families and truth be told I just want to fight someone, but alas there are some of you who won't make to cut." I say as I run a hand through my hair with a smirk " But do struggle it makes it more fun to knock you down." I say before walking down of the stage and back over to my place " Not the way I would inspire but on to the first event ..... the obstacle course." 

I make my way to the line beside momo " Hey when should we tell everyone?" I ask as she shrugs " I want to wait till finals." I nod " Ok lets do it unless Mr.icyhot pisses me off." she laughs and we get ready as he points her hand at the ground and me turning my leg in to a club "AND GO!!!"  momo fires a metal rod pushing herself of the ground out the tunnel as I push off extending my club pushing  me out as the floor turns to ice.  I sprint keeping pace with todoroki " On your left!" I say as I jump over him as we see the zero pointers blocking our path " Yay in run snack." I say and leap toward one turning my arm in to a sword and slicing of its head and ripping two handfuls of metal and keeps running as I make it to then next obstacle and I quickly chew on one metal and stomp with my right foot pushing off with my max speed practically flying over the cliffs ambefore jumping over the mine field while in mid air I hear a scream glancing back i see minata  try to latch on to momo and I fire the iron dragon club at him knocking him away but momo zips past me " Thank you darling." she says with a wink and I run after her coming in 10th " you could have passed me why didn't you?" I take a bite out of the other scrap of metal and swallow before whispering in her ear " Because if I had you would have held against me." she smiles as we begin to form teams for the cavalry battle.

A/N: I'm feeling  lazy today so skip to the results

" First place is team todoroki second is team bakugo and third is team Yaoyorozu." Present mic yells as as the timer ends " We will take a short lunch break next will be the one vs one battle! But first lets show the pairing." we all look toward the screen to see the match ups ( the same as in the series only difference  this the jern will fight todoroki) i just laugh and grin at the prick " I geuss it might get revealed today." momo sighs and nods "Ok but we still need to pick a day." I nod as we walk towards the lunch room and momo sits down while I pile tray of food for the both of us. As I turn a round to see todoroki tring to talk to her and I can see the tic marks forming so I make my way over " Hey piss off frozen your bothering the lady." he scowls at my as I set our trays down " Leave us only you bolt for brain she is mine." he snarls causing me to laugh before cracking my knuckles " What makes you so sure." " My father just proposed a qurik marriage for us." I roll my eyes and just shake my head " Tell you what snowbrain lets make a bet." 

No ones pov 

Everyone turns to watch the two fighters stare each other down " What do you have that I want?" todoroki snarls "If you win I'll stay away from her and I'll leave ua." jern says as those word ripple through the crowd as momo drops her fork staring up at him " Sound nice." todoroki smirked " But if I win you will never make a move towards her ever again." jern snarls as his eyes glow red " Fine but don't hope for it you will never defeat me." he walks away as iida, midoriya, uraraka and jiro run up." What the hell did you say that for drage." iida yells as jern sits down " It won't matter her parents will reject it i just want to build him up so he will fail even harder." he chuckles as they look confused " What do you mean?" jiro asks as momo sighs " Glad we didn't make a bet can you keep this a secret?" they nod as momo looks around to see that everyone has gone back to what they were doing. " Truth is I'm already engaged to jern have been since the beginning." momo says with a blush.  " What."iida says and midoriya scratches his chin " I see then you parents might have planned this." jern and momo nod " " Then all that." "Was just a show? Yes." 

jern pov after a time skip to his match as he is waiting in the tunnel to the arena with momo at his side.

 " You ready?" she asks as she straightens his collar " Yes I look forward to seeing his face i just have to by time till he gets word." " Next fighters please enter!" I lean down and kisses her cheek "Bo proper kiss." she pouts " haha maybe after I win." I say walking out as I hear her yell " Go kick is his ass." I just raises my fist in the air before I make it to the ring to see todoroki glaring daggers at me " YOU BASTARD I'LL KILL YOU!" he roars silencing the crowd with his outburst  "OH PRAY TELL WHAT DID I DO!" I yell back as I get in a stance turning my skin to iron " YOU KNEW THAT HER PARENTS WOULD SAY NO I HEARD THE TWO OF YOU HAVE ALREADY BEEN ENGAGED!!!" He yells as midnight yells to start and he launches his attack.

Momo's pov 

" Sigh that cat is out of the bag." I complain to see my classmates reactions " So that is why you have been so close as of late." mina says as he plops on her chair " Whats wrong ?" Asui ask " That means i built the wrong ship." mina complains as we look back towards the fight to see that jern is slicing up the ice before it can reach him and smashing different attacks with his clubs " Hey Yaomomo can you explain his qurik." kaminari asks " He calls his qurik dragon slayer but in my opinion it isn't detailed enough so I call it iron dragon slayer. From what mom tells me any electric shock hurts him 10x more." I say as kaminari nods " So that is why he knocked me out so quickly." I nod and was about to say something "YOU SON OF A BITCH WHAT CAN YOU OFFER YAOYOROZU!!"  We all look down at the arena to see that jerns top as been ripped of revealing his 8 pack and I feel a little pressure in my nose " WHAT CAN I OVER YOU LITTLE SHIT HOW MUCH MUST BE BROUGHT TO LIGHT BEFORE YOU REALIZE THAT YOU AND I AREN'T IN THE SAME LEAGUE!!!"  I see my heart drop and reaching my bag and pull out a box and strap a small parachute to it " Yaomomo whats that?" mina asks as jern spreads  his arms and hold one hand behind him as I throw the package to him as it glides to him the whole arena gets quiet. " What is this package is this outside help." jern looks up at the Present mic " NOW BUT A LITTLE PRESENT FOR THE WORLD BETTERS GET READY TO CASH IN!"  I sigh and get ready for questions.

no ones pov 

Jern catches the box and looks at todoroki " You want to know why?" Todoroki nods " well I'll show you. Midnight-senesi may I have the mic." she nods and throws him it as he slips something out but hides it in his palm as he catch the mic " just for the record i managed to keep this a secret to recently." he lifts his hand and covers the top part of his face " Hell you already know who I am." he lowers his hand to reveal his black and blue dragon mask as the whole arena gasps " HELLLLLOOOO PEOPLE OF THE WORLD YOU KNOW THE NAME!!!!!" he places his hands to his ears as everyone start chanting  " RUST!RUST !RUST!" Todoroki's face falls as he drops to his knees.

" And to rub salt in the wound why not make this my first live song." todoroki looks up at him pale as jern takes a breath as music blairs from the speaker " The secret side of me, I never let you see
I keep it caged but I can't control it
So stay away from me, the beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can't hold it

It's scratching on the walls, in the closet, in the halls
It comes awake and I can't control it
Hiding under the bed, in my body, in my head
Why won't somebody come and save me from this, make it end?

I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster

My secret side I keep hid under lock and key
I keep it caged but I can't control it
'Cause if I let him out he'll tear me up, break me down
Why won't somebody come and save me from this, make it end?

I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster

It's hiding in the dark, it's teeth are razor sharp
There's no escape for me, it wants my soul, it wants my heart
No one can hear me scream, maybe it's just a dream
Maybe it's inside of me, stop this monster

I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I've gotta lose control, here's something radical
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster." 

The whole arena screams in joy as todoroki walks off the arena and jern turns toward momo and blows a kiss at her.
( monster by skillet)

jern drage isn't your normal teen why because his has three secrets the first being that he is rich as all hell his parents are pro heros who in enjoy the simple live over luxury. The second this that he is a famous hero tube singer by the name of rust, the third but he doesn't know it that he is the reincarnation of gajeel redfox but the iron dragon slayer magic transforms into a qurik.

appearance 

looks like gajeel but more lean and with shorter hair

Hero Costume

take a look at yusei fudo closes


I do not own mha or any of the songs that I use in this fan fiction please support the official release

Between the piles of broken copper and iron, the ugly metal armor held a pistol and carefully watched it.

    This is naturally Shen Cong, adhering to the belief that safety first, every time a strange place, the first is to eliminate the threat. That is to say that there is no threat, he is still active, the armor does not leave, practicing the fact that he is a persecuted paranoid patient, although wearing a battle armor is very uncomfortable.

    I always feel that I don't wear a battle armor, there will be a monster like a digger, jump out and bite him.

    The threat was investigated, and Shen Cong also had a detailed and intuitive understanding of the ruins of this car. According to the distribution of the car's twists and turns, many of them are even "plugged" in the soil, much like a tornado, the level is probably a level of heavy rain that day – super disaster level.

    The name Sun Cong himself named, no one in the past has seen this level of disaster.

    "But it's a bit strange. The middle car of this piece is very dense. It is like a central point. Is the tornado just stopped here?"

    Shen Cong saw the middle position, and several car wrecks were twisted together, as if someone had used their hands to pinch them into a group.

    He walked over and wanted to separate the wrecks of these cars.

    Just pulling on the bumper of a car, without any effort, I heard a bang, the bumper directly broke, the broken break, you can see that the original steel has been rusted.

    It's not like the wind and the sun for two months, like the wind and the sun for twenty years.

    Shen Cong also pulled the frame of another car hard. He also pulled the frame off with a little effort. The cracks showed a deep rust mark.

    "This is not right."

    He was keenly aware of the unusualness. He had previously disassembled several car parts on the periphery, and those parts were still used, and there was no rust. However, the car here is too deep in corrosion. Shen Cong even squeezed it down and pinched the iron column into pieces of broken iron filings.

    Reminiscent of plastic rabbits hitting cages, Teddy dogs and long-bells pigs fighting, Shen Cong thinks that this pile of twisted car wrecks must hide the problem.

    He chose to be careful and go back to the King Kong.

    In the cab of King Kong, the plastic rabbit is still the same, staring in that direction, and the voice is low. Shen Cong picked up the plastic rabbit chain and put it out. The plastic rabbit suddenly jumped to the pile of car wrecks. On the edge, Shen Cong took it again.

    Obviously.

    The problem lies in the wreckage of the car. There is something in it that attracts plastic rabbits, Teddy dogs, and long-tube pigs.

    Shen Cong did not know what it was. This did not prevent him from choosing violence to solve the problem. The King Kong ignited and used a bulldozer to clean up the wreckage.

    Dangdang, Dangdang!

    The King Kong has three engines and is full of horsepower. This pile of car wreckage is in front of the bulldozer and is no different from a pile of garbage. Soon after, Shen Congdong shovel and West shovel were separated, but the car wreck after separation did not let Shen Cong see anything unusual.

    There is no heaven and earth treasure rolling out, and the land that is pushed open is still some soil-specific wet, and there are no plants like long grass. After the end, Shen Cong has not seen plants.

    Here is a highland, with less yellow sand and gravel, and the ability to see fresh soil.

    Shen Cong couldn't see what was inside, but the plastic rabbit could. At this time, it was the turn of the plastic rabbit. The plastic rabbit directly led Shen Cong to the side of a pile of debris. Because the wreckage was divided and opened, it was impossible to hide, so this time Shen Cong let the plastic rabbits pounce into the wreckage.

    Bounced and finally squatted on a worn metal frame, motionless.

    "This is the skeleton of a motorcycle?"Shen Cong put his plastic rabbit back into the iron cage with his ear and began to study the metal frame of the motorcycle skeleton.

    First, it was pulled by hand. Unlike other rusted car frames, this frame was not rusted. Although there is a layer of rust on the surface, the rust is wiped off, and the inside is a new and bright silver-white metallic color.

    "Yeah?"

    When the rust was wiped off, there was a sudden impulse in Shen Cong's heart. This is an indescribable impulse, like "eat," but it's not caused by hunger, nor is it delicious. Eating, but a simple physiological need, may be more reasonable with "swallowing."

    At the same time that the engulfing thoughts rose, Shen Cong also felt that the metal frame began to emit active radiation.

    At this moment, Fu Zhi's soul, Shen Cong suddenly raised a thought.

    This frame in front of you, perhaps…Like the King Kong, it has already "lived".

    Shen Cong couldn't tell what his thoughts were at the moment. He does not feel that he is the only survivor, nor does he feel that the change with himself is unique. However, when he saw another "King Kong", Shen Cong still felt that the impact was huge. He turned his head hard. Looked back at the plastic rabbit.

    Once again, a bold thought is raised. Perhaps, he and the plastic rabbit are essentially the same in terms of variation.

    "How can I be like this lower creature!"

    Shen Cong smashed his head and did not stay here to meditate. He determined that the motorcycle skeleton was the root of the problem. He directly picked up the skeleton and transported it back to the car of the King Kong.

    The Teddy and the long-blooded pigs, which were placed not far from the ground, were re-plugged back into the dozer and lifted high.

    Hiding in the King Kong car, you can study with peace of mind.

...

    Since Shen Cong pulled the motorcycle skeleton back, the plastic rabbit has resumed the past eating, drinking, drinking, and eating and drinking. The fresh long-skin pork is very suitable for the appetite of plastic rabbits. The green-headed flies also got the tumor meat on a long tumor pig.

    Shen Cong first studied the Teddy and the long tumor pigs briefly.

    The shape of the Teddy dog ​​is probably slightly smaller than that of the dog with the variation of the dog. It is obvious that the Teddy dog ​​has traces of curls, short tails, and a long whip under the arm, apparently mutating to Thailand. Di dog became the capital of Thai day.

    It is said that the dog whip is very complementary.

    Shen Cong did not hesitate to cut the dog's whip and throw it out of the car. The odor is too heavy and pollutes the air inside the car. Moreover, the water resource of King Kong is a strategic level. Shen Cong is reluctant to clean the dog whip, not to wash or wash it. A clean dog whip, he has not encountered the troubles of nourishing at this age.

    "The fangs are smaller than the wolves, but there are a pair of upper and lower, a total of four fangs, all of which have the nature of an active core."Excision of the active core and collection.

    Soon, Shen Cong updated the illustrations in the laptop.

    "Tai Ri Tian, ​​a variant of the canine, is most likely a Teddy dog ​​variant, with flexible movements, low IQ, and weak combat power. It is speculated that the combat power may be weaker than the wolf."

    The long tumor pig has a large body shape. The buffalo is large, and the active core is the pair of fangs on the mouth. This pair of fangs is the largest fang that Shen Cong sees. It is not as good as ivory, but it is also nearly 70cm. The length is curved close to a semicircle, like a round of meniscus.

    If you grind it, it is directly a round moon scimitar.

    The mutant pig is covered with a fist-sized nausea tumor. I don't know if it is a tumor on the original itself, or if there is a mistake in the mutation process.

    Recalling the battle between the mutant pig and the Thai-day, Shen Cong recorded a new illustration.

    "Tumor pig, a variant of domestic pigs, has many tumors on the body, causing suspected mutations, IQ is touching, slow movements, weak combat, but the skin is thick and difficult to break."

    In addition to the mutant monster suspected of prehistoric giant crocodile, the mutant monster that Shen Cong met at present, compared with the King Kong, basically has weak combat power and does not have much comparability. After putting on the Optimus Prime 1.0 active armor, Shen Cong felt that it was not difficult to solve these mutant monsters one-on-one.

    It is necessary to use a more accurate numerical representation. Suppose his combat power is 5, then the plastic rabbit is almost 0-1, the digger is about 2-3, the Thai day, the big tooth is similar to 4, the tumor pig and the wolf should It is 4-5.

    Of course, this is a simple comparison in Shen Cong's heart. It is not recorded in the illustrations. This method of comparison of combat effectiveness is too subjective.

    Shen Cong is more inclined to use the strength of the active core to classify. The tumor of the tumor has the highest degree of active radiation, followed by the wolf, the Thai sun, the big tooth, the digger, and the plastic rabbit remains to be seen.

    Simply studying some mutant monsters, Shen Cong put the rest of the time on the motorcycle skeleton.

    This is a metal object with the same activity as the King Kong. The radiated magnetic field emitted from it always keeps sinking and sinking, and the idea of ​​wanting to swallow it immediately.

“There are always people who want to be evil!” “The end of the world is coming soon, I must survive!” Shen Cong, a patient of paranoia, saw other people’s opinions on the Internet about the end of the world in 2022, and immediately believed. After which, He didn’t go out of his home, stayed and built his own doomsday vehicle, honed his ability to survive. Until one day, Doomsday actually came.

- Journal—G30 

In terms of a gamer's preferences…

(syncopation)

Most users who weren't as good at gaming would tend to play the game as soon as a thought crossed their mind. 

Of course, that wasn't a bad decision. 

An average gamer play games because they want to enjoy. 

It was an upsetting thing if one got stressed out by playing games. 

However, there were many users who had a strong desire to play compared to the ones who just played for fun. 

Most of them were in the upper-middle class. They wanted to stay ahead of other users. They want to have better skills and get better items into their possession. 

Though it was a known thing, effort was needed for one to stay ahead of others. 

If they failed to hit a dungeon, they would think about the reason for their failure. If they lost in a PK, they would study the reasons for why they were defeated.

Thinking about their own play every day was what made users become better. 

It could be called the realm of heaviness. 

If so, what kind of play do users have to do to become top rankers after that stage? 

The most important thing they should do was to try to grasp the changes planners were planning to do. 

If users got a quest, users should think about why the quest was given to them. If users got a new skill, then users should think about what the skill was for. 

When looking at a small option of an item, think about what the intended option was and how to get the most out of that option.

The point was 'research' on the game's system. 

Users who constantly researched and found what was best for them were the ones among the top 10%. 

Personally, if users gave the right amount of effort, then most users could be in the top 10%. 

However, to become better than that 10%, one needed something that had no connection with effort. 

Physical and game sense. 

In other words… talent. 

Most of the game-playing users succeeded in playing the game as theoretically as possible. 

These were the rankers who were on the top list. 

If so, how about the top 1%. No, how many users with single-digit rankings were in percentage?

If one needed to define them in a single word. 

'Non-standard beings.'

Beyond knowing the planner's planning intent, they also found loopholes and analyze the system to earn new techniques. There were a few special users who had shown the ups and downs of playing beyond the theoretical limit. They were called gamers.

Star players who were admired by numerous users of Kailan. 

And among them, the number one user was 'Ian'. 

Kailan Chief planner Na Ji-chan's report, "Analysis of Gamer's propensity".


*                   *                  *


Lacamer's recovery skill could recover his vitality with how much damage was done to his summoned Undead. 

Ian was able to find the 'flaw' in that system. 

The key was the damage dealt with his summons. 

Ian's mouth turned to a wicked smile.

'So… after all this, all the summons just need to have a minuscule amount of vitality before attacking Lacamer. We should then kill his summons.'

If someone heard his thoughts, they would think, 'What the hell is he thinking?'

It sounded like crazy.

However, if one thought about the experiment that Ian did a while ago, then one could understand what it meant. 

Not 'Damage done' but 'Damage suffered'.

In other words, the 'damage' applied for the recovery factor was applied on the basis of the subject. 

To put it a bit more plainly, if one attacked with millions of damage, the opponent couldn't take more than 10 damage if he has only 10 vitality points remaining.

Meaning... Lacamer would only recover 10 vitality. 

Ian who was convinced by his experiment immediately began to plan an operation. 

"Hoonie-ah, you have Soul Rust, right?" Asked Ian. 

"Oh, isn't that obvious?"

Soul Rust was a very useful attack magic skill for the Warlocks.

A wide-area spell that dealt 1% of the enemy's remaining vitality every second as long as the enemy was within the spell's range. 

If they could bind the enemy within the spell's range, no matter who it was, in a span of 5 to 50 minutes the enemy would be dead. 

In general, the mentioned skill was used when hunting monsters such as golems which had slow agility and high magic resistance. 

Slow agility meant that it was easy to keep them within the spell's range, and any damage could be dealt to them regardless of their magic resistance. 

Warlocks usually use Soul Rust to reduce the enemy's vitality to less than 10% and then use other attacking spells to finish them off. That was how they could hunt a golem quickly. 

But apart from that, Hoonie didn't understand why Ian wanted to use Soul Rust in their current situation. 

'I don't think that it's going to be that effective.'

The ones they were up against didn't have high magic resistance and most of them were Undead that moved quickly. 

There was no way that the Boss monster Lacamer would come within the range of Soul Rust.

Even if they bind him up, he would recover right away. 

However, as Ian continued to explain, Hoonie understood what he was aiming for.

"It is impossible to kill enemies within the Soul Rust?"

"What is that…?"

"You cut one percent of the remaining vitality, not the maximum vitality. At the end, not a converging one."

"Ah, I see. I never thought of it that way. I haven't used Soul Rust for attacking in a very long time."

Ian nodded and responded,

"That is the point—to bring down the vitality of the summoned undead as low as possible. We will then kill them in one go."

"…!"

"If we do this right, then Lacamer wouldn't be able to recover that much vitality."

"Crazy…!"

Hoonie was shocked. 

This idea was something that would've never crossed his mind. 

Somehow, the vitality of Lacamer wasn't as high as normal boss monsters.

If everyone in the party used their magic including Breath, then they could cut down Lacamer's vitality at once.

At the same time, the vitality that was restored would be a problem, but Ian probably had something up his sleeve.

If the vitality of the Undead dropped to less than two digits being in the Soul Rust, no matter how powerful the wide-area magic was, he wouldn't be able to recover 10,000 worth of vitality. 

Remir who heard the conversation between those two wanted to confirm if that was true. 

"Is that really possible?"

Of course, Lacamer wouldn't stay still when being attacked. He would definitely summon new Undead monsters.

However, the number of undead that could be summoned by Lacamer were limited, and his summons skills couldn't be used constantly. 

While avoiding the newly summoned undead monsters, they wanted to do a deal and catch Lacamer. 

Ian moved his gaze to check the time limit. 


00:13:27


'13 minutes? That's a little tight.'

The odds were enough. 

If Ian's party didn't make any mistakes and worked perfectly according to his plan, then theoretically they could catch Lacamer within 10 minutes. 

Ian briefly explained the operation in the chat window, and Hoonie immediately invoked Soul Rust. 

"Soul… Rust!"

Swahh-!

Unpleasant souls came out like they were trying to escape, blue smoke began to spread on the field. 

However, Lacamer just laughed at Hoonie's Soul Rust. 

"Hehe, you're really fighting me with such low leveled black magic? Pathetic!"

Soul Rust was one of the most basic magics of Warlocks, so it was natural for Lacamer to laugh since he was a Lich Wizard. 

As soon as Hoonie's Soul Rust was played, Remir's wide-area flame magic exploded. 

It was one of Remir's most powerful wide-area spells. 

Kwang-!


Its effects were relatively simple, but its destructive power was much stronger than any other magic. 

Remir's magic roared throughout the battlefield and devoured all the Undead in a blink of an eye. That was a testament of how strong that spell was.

It was, of course, part of their strategy to use such an attack. 

The Soul Rust took too much time to cut down the Undeads' vitality which was why they had to 'spice' things up. 

Lacamer was flustered. 

Of course, he just recovered his damage, and his vitality was back to full again. 

"Huhu, it was fine this time. Amazing! Humans know how to use the magic of eight circles."

Remir then gave out many several lower-tier magics. 

The vitality of the undead monsters was cut down even more. 

Once the Undeads' vitality fell to less than 15%, Ian ordered, 

"From now on, let's focus all of our attacks on Lacamer for three minutes. Don't bother attacking the undead!"

"Okay!"

"Let's show him!"

Around the healer Levya, Ian's party members gathered. 

With the Dragonic Barrier, they could hold up for three minutes. However, they still had to be cautious about something unexpected. 

After defeating all the undead monsters, they had to focus their attacks on Lacamer.

"Devine protection! Bright Light!"

A white glow radiated from the hands of Levya, and a wide area shield-like magic was created. 

But nevertheless, the offense of the undead monsters was great. 

Ian's party was all poised to defend, using their potions to barely endure the attack of the Undead. 

The most troubling thing was that they shouldn't kill the Undead. 

The number of undead monsters currently summoned on the battlefield was the maximum amount that Lacamer could summon with his leadership. 

If Ian's party killed all the undead monsters, Lacamer would have fresh leadership to get new undead. 

The more undead monsters were summoned, the more Lacamer's vitality would recover. Ian desperately tried to refrain from doing those things. 

Lacamer had a tough time understanding Ian's strategy.

Lacamer got flustered and tried to make his way toward Ian's party. 

"What are you trying to do! Spirit Storm!"

Kwaah-!


A raging dark storm came from the staff of Lacamer. 

The Spirit Storm was one of Lacamer's most powerful skill. 

Ian's head began to work. 

'Levya's shield won't last anymore. We'll be wiped out right away.'

Ian was looking at the undead monsters' vitality that was on the battlefield.

There was a little more than what they needed, and the Dragonic Barrier was still available for him to use.

After assessing their current situation, Ian ordered Elcarix, 

"El, Dragonic Barrier!"

"Yeah, dad!"

A bright white glow came out. 

Wheeing-!


All the members of Ian's party were surrounded by a white halo, and that meant that they had to strike now.

"Hoonie, Remir noona!"

"Okay!"

Hoonie and Remir moved to their position. 

Subsequently, their skills started to burst out. 

"Bbakbbak, Roar of the Dragon!"

Kwahh!

Hoonie and Remir's wide-area magic needed time to cast, so Ian covered them. 

Ian was much more focused than ever. 

All the wide-area skills would be released at the same time, so the newly summoned undead monsters wouldn't be hit with it. 

'One, two, three…!'

After a while. 	

Ian raised his right hand at the same time. 

"Breath, Smash!"

Swooah-!

Including Breath, the offensive ability of Ian's familiars was mostly of intermediate level. 

Therefore, in order to match the timing with Remir and Hoonie, he waited a while. 

BBookbbook and Karceus's Breath was being charged inside their mouths.

In the next moment, Ian's party's most powerful wide-area magic began to sweep the battlefield.

The world’s largest scale virtual reality game, ‘Kailan’.

A well-known gamer in the virtual reality game community, Ian.

He reset his lv 93 character to obtain a hidden class… but the class he chose was the most useless class in Kailan, the summoner? On top of that, a call from his professor leads to a mental breakdown! To avoid academic probation, he must level up to the same level as his reset character in two months!


"Rise.."

[Spirit King's Order]

Niko looked towards the fallen Rat Swordsman of Rust with excitement. Niko looked as if he was looking towards the most prized possession he had, there was a slight hint of greed in the strange smile he made as the aura around his body began to move violently.

The aura slowly began to connect to the corpse of the swordsman. Suddenly, the body trembled, as the Rat Swordsman of Rust began to materialize right in front of his eyes. The same monster, the same sword.

Niko was slightly shocked as this was the first time he had seen a weapon become part of a spirit.

Suddenly, the long sword that had initially called after the owner was decapitated began to dissipate into thin air as the swordsman began to appear. 

After a few seconds, the spirit of the swordsman was finally created as the unyielding eyes of the spirit remained, however, when looking towards Niko, there seemed to be a certain level of respect in its eyes.

[Celestial Probe]

[Name: Spirit of the Rat Swordsman of Rust]]
Rank: F+
Potential: E+

[Status]
Strength: 12
Constitution: 10
Agility: 8
Intelligence: 4
Mana: 1
Mana Power: 1
Spirit Power: 1

[Skills]
[Shriek of Terror]
[Rusty Slash]

"This guy is a complete tank! With this much strength and physical power he should be able to bring my enemies to complete terror!" Niko was quite happy with his new acquisition. Although initially he felt bummed out for losing eight spirits, however,  he gained something much better, as this rat swordsman spirit was much more powerful and useful.

"Huh?" Nikos's head moved towards the ground again as the body began to grow and slowly Items materialized above the corpse.

"No way!" Niko's eyes shone as he noticed one of the items that had dropped.

There laid a longsword exactly like the one of his new spirit. The rusty look was still there, as it really didn't look too bad.

[Celestial Probe]

[Item: Longsword of Rust]
Rank: F+
Description: A longsword once created by the dwarfs and modeled after the swords of Ogre warlocks. Although small in comparison, the Longsword of Rust holds great powers for the wielder.

[Additional Information]
Extra Skill: Rusty Slash: As the sword changes into its full rusty transformation, the power within multiplies causing great calamity to those struck by it.
Skill has a chance to give a bleed effect..
Skill can be used five times per day.
+3 strength.
Required: 6 strength
"Good sword!" Niko exclaimed as he truly believed this sword would be exceptional for someone his level. He had the staff currently, and did not have the proper strength to wield such a sword.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Niko jumped to the side as the wall inside of the room began to collapse after a few loud bangs. Unsure of the cause he prepared himself as he called out his spirits once again.

"Dammit so soon…?" Niko spoke to himself as he had just finished a battle not long and starting a new one right now would be problematic for him as he felt like he didn't have enough mental power to go through with this.

Suddenly as the smoke dissipated from the wall falling, a few figures emerged and they looked quite familiar to Niko. Once again he gave a heavy sigh of relief.

"It's you guys! Hey!" Niko said as he waved slightly, turning his head towards the chest he hasn't gotten to yet.

Zheng who was walking with the others said, "We heard loud noises from the other room. We faced some ratmen but nothing too crazy. We reached a dead end and thought this was all that this dungeon had to it."

Ivanic continued, "We brought that wall down, as we felt like it was definitely you also I'm guessing that shriek was from that thing right there…" He pointed towards the rat swordsman who was still there, "And these items…"

Niko who seemed to have just come back to his senses said, "Oh right! Does anyone here have over six strength?"

Ivanic shook his head as Zheng responded, " Hah! Mine is exactly six!"

Fumito also answered Mine is eight. Since I'm wielding a heavier weapon I wanted to be more comfortable doing so.

A lightbulb flashed in his head as he smiled towards Fumito, "there take this sword its better than the one you have now." He pointed towards the sword which hadn't been picked up.

"This old-looking thing?" Fumito takes it and puts his normal longsword in his inventory as he equips the rusty longsword.

"No way." Fumito spoke as he held it in his hands, "This thing is awesome! My strength has improved and I have extra skill! This thing is terrifying!"

There was clear excitement in Fumito's eyes but Niko wasn't done yet, " Here, take this."

Niko spoke as he threw the skill gem he received earlier towards Fumito.

"Arms… Of the.. Demi… titan…? A skill gem!?" The last two words were said in unison between the three who were shocked at the fact that there was a skill gem here. They were rare!

"How did you get this!?" Ivanic said in surprise.

"The bronze box I got from killing the shaman previously dropped this when opened," Niko said it straightforwardly.

"Ah, I see why you gave it to me… It's way too hard to even use this myself without the help from this sword; it requires a lot of strength." Fumito nailed it and gave his assessment.

Suddenly Fumito activated it and the gem exploded in soft magenta-colored light, as it began to surround Fumito and his arms mainly. Niko was quite content and feeling better that someone from his group could equip the skill, this definitely made him stronger.

Niko picked up the other items which were shards, and a useless ring that gave no special effects of attributes.

Niko nodded as he was quite happy that Fumito could activate it and turned to look towards the chest, "There is still this bad boy."

Niko's face went from excitement to shock and horror as he heard movement coming from his group of three friends.

"A mimic! Kill this goddamn thing!" Fumito rushed forward ready to pounce.

Between the piles of broken copper and iron, the ugly metal armor was holding a pistol and carefully watching.

This is naturally Shen Cong. Adhering to the belief that safety comes first, every time I go to a strange place, the first thing is to eliminate the threat. That is to say, there is no threat, he is still an active warframe and stays with him, practicing the fact that he is a persecuted paranoid, even though he is very uncomfortable wearing the warframe.

He always felt that if he did not wear the armor, there would be a monster like a digging worm that jumped out and bite him.

He investigated the threat, and Shen Cong also had a detailed and intuitive understanding of the car wreckage. According to the crooked distribution of this car, many are even "plugged" in the soil, much like a tornado, and the level is about the same level as the heavy rain that day-super catastrophic.

The name Shen Cong himself, no one on earth has seen this level of disaster before.

不过 "But it's a bit strange. The middle car in this area is very dense, like a center point. Does the tornado just stop here?"

Shen Cong saw the center of the car, where the wreckage of several cars was twisted together, as if someone had squeezed them into a ball with their hands.

He walked over and wanted to separate the car wreckage.

As soon as he pulled the bumper of a car, he did not press hard, and he heard a click, and the bumper broke directly. At the fractured fracture, you can see that the original steel had been rusted.

Is not like the wind and sun for two months, like the wind and sun for twenty years.

Shen Cong pulled the frame of another car hard, but also pulled the frame a little harder, and a deep degree of rust was visible at the break.

"This is not right."

He was keenly aware of the unusualness. Before, he had disassembled several car parts on the periphery. Those parts were still used and not too rusty. But the car here was too rusty, and Shen Cong even squeezed it hard, and he could pinch the iron pillars into pieces of scrap iron.

When thinking of plastic rabbits crashing into cages, teddy dogs fighting with long tumor pigs, Shen Cong felt that the pile of wrecked car wreckage must inevitably hide the problem.

选择 He chose to be careful and go back to King Kong first.

In the cab of King Kong, the plastic rabbit is still the same, staring closely at that direction, making a low "Cuckoo" voice. Shen Cong tied the plastic rabbit with a chain and let it go. The plastic rabbit jumped up and down towards the pile of car wreckage. At the edge, Shen Cong pulled it back again.

Apparently.

The problem lies in the wreckage of the car. What's in it attracts plastic rabbits, teddy dogs, and pigs.

Shen Cong didn't know what was in it, which did not prevent him from choosing to solve the problem violently. King Kong ignited and used a bulldozer to clear the pile of wreckage.

Dangdang, Dangdang!

King Kong has three engines, full of horsepower, this pile of car debris in front of a bulldozer is no different from a pile of garbage. It was soon separated by Shen Cong's east shovel and west shovel, but the car wreckage after the separation did not let Shen Cong see anything unusual.

There isn't a lot of natural treasures rolling out, and the land that is pushed away is still a little damp and peculiar to the soil, and there are no plants such as long grass. Shen Cong has not seen any plants after the last days.

This is a highland, with less yellow sand and gravel, and you can see fresh dirt.

Shen Cong can't see what's in it, but plastic rabbits can. At this time, it is the plastic rabbit's turn to play. The plastic rabbit directly pulls Shen Cong to a pile of wreckage. Because the wreckage was separated so that it could not be hidden, Shen Cong allowed plastic rabbits to pounce into the wreckage this time.

He jumped up and down, finally lying on a worn metal frame, motionless.

"This is the skeleton of a motorcycle?" Shen Cong pushed the plastic rabbit back into the iron cage with his ears, and began to study the metal frame like a motorcycle skeleton.

I first pulled it by hand. Unlike other rusted car frames, this frame was not rusted. Although there is a layer of rust on the surface, the rust is removed, and the inside is a new and bright silver-white metal color.

"Ok?"

When the rust was wiped off, a sudden impulse emerged in Shen Cong's heart. This was an indescribable impulse, like "eating," but it was not the desire to eat caused by hunger or the desire to see tasty Eating is a simple physiological requirement, and it may be more reasonable to use "swallow".

At the same time that the thought of swallowing rose, Shen Cong also felt instantly that this pair of metal frames began to emit externally active radiation.

At this moment, blessing to the soul, Shen Cong suddenly raised a thought.

The frame in front of you, maybe ... just like King Kong, has already come alive.

Shen Cong couldn't tell how chaotic his thoughts were at the moment. He didn't think he was the only survivor, nor did he feel that the mutation between him and King Kong was unique, but when he saw another King Kong, Shen Cong still felt the impact was huge, he turned his head hard, Glancing at the plastic rabbit again.

Xun raised a bold idea again. Perhaps, he and the plastic rabbit are essentially the same in variation.

怎么 "How could I be similar to this lower creature!"

Shen Cong shook his head and did not stay here for contemplation, and determined that the motorcycle skeleton was the source of the problem. He directly picked up the skeleton and carried it back to the King Kong compartment.

The teddy and tumour pig lying on the ground not far away were shoved back into the bulldozer and held up.

Hidden in the King Kong car, he can research with peace of mind.

Uh ...

沉 Since Shen Cong pulled the motorcycle skeleton back, the plastic rabbit has regained the state of eating, drinking, drinking, pulling, eating, drinking and drinking. The fresh long tumor pork fits the plastic rabbit's appetite very well. The green-headed flies also got a piece of tumour from the tumour-prone pig.

Shen Cong first briefly studied Teddy dogs and tumour pigs.

The body shape of the teddy dog ​​is probably slightly smaller than that of the mutated tooth wolf. You can clearly see the traces that belong to the teddy dog, with curly hair and short tail, and dragging a long whip under your majesty. Dinosaurs become Tai Ritian's capital.

It is said that the dog whip is very good.

Shen Cong did not hesitate to cut off the dog whip and throw it out of the car. The stench was too heavy and polluted the air inside the car. Moreover, the water resource of King Kong was a strategic level. Shen Cong was reluctant to use it to clean the dog whip, let alone wash it. Clean dog whip, he hasn't encountered any troubles that need nourishment at this age.

"The tooth decay is one size smaller than the tooth wolf, but there is a pair of upper and lower teeth, a total of four tooth decay, all have the properties of the active core." The active core is removed and stored.

Soon, Shen Cong updated the book information in the laptop.

Tai Ritian, a mutant canine, is most likely a Teddy Mutant, with flexible movements, low IQ, and weak fighting power. It is speculated that the fighting power may be weaker than the tooth wolf.

The body shape of the long tumor pig is mostly large. There are buffaloes. The active core is the pair of cavities on the mouth. This pair of cavities is the largest cavities seen by Shen Cong. It is not as good as the ivory, but it is also nearly 70cm. Length, the curve is close to a semi-circle, like a round meniscus. If you sharpen it, it will be a full moon scimitar.

Mutant pigs are covered with fist-sized nausea tumors. I don't know if the tumors have grown on the original itself or if there is an error in the mutation process.

I recalled the battle between the mutant pig and Tai Ritian, and Shen Cong recorded new pictorial information.

Tumor pig, a mutant domestic pig, has many tumors on its body. It is suspected that the mutation caused the IQ to be touching, the action is slow, and the fighting power is weak, but the skin is thick and hard to break.

Except for the mutant monster that is suspected of being a prehistoric giant crocodile, the mutant monster that Shen Cong currently meets is basically weaker in combat than King Kong, and there is not much comparability. After putting on Optimus 1.0 active battle armor, Shen Cong felt that it was not difficult to solve these mutant monsters one-on-one.

Have to use a more accurate figure, assuming his fighting power is 5, then the plastic rabbit is about 0-1, the groundworm is about 2-3, Tai Ritian, the big tooth rat is about 4, the tumor pig and tooth wolf should be It's 4-5.

Of course, this is a simple comparison in Shen Cong's mind, which is not recorded in the book. This method of comparing combat effectiveness is too subjective.

Shen Cong is more inclined to classify by the strength of the active core. Tumor pigs have the highest degree of active radiation of the full moon scimitar, followed by tooth wolf, Thai Ritian, big tooth rat, earthworm, plastic rabbits to be observed.

After a brief study of mutant monsters, Shen Cong put the next time on the motorcycle skeleton.

This is a metal object with the same activity as King Kong. The radiated magnetic field emitted by it always throbs Shen Cong, and the idea of ​​swallowing it immediately appears.

“There are always people who want to hurt me!”

“The end of the world is coming soon, I must survive!”

Shen Cong, a patient of paranoia, 
saw someone's prediction the Internet about the end of the world in 2022, 
and immediately believed it.

After which, He didn’t leave his home, 
stayed and built his own doomsday vehicle, honed his ability to survive. 
Until one day, Doomsday actually came.

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The zombie that sat atop the throne might have looked domineering or even handsome back in his days but for Arthur, every undead looked very much like the one before and after it. They had the same sunken skin, dried body and bony frame. 
Arthur studied the silent zombie from a safe distance. The young man made sure to not wander too close lest he was caught in an ambush. He stood just far enough to retreat if the zombie came alive but close enough for the light from the lamp to shine on it. 
Upon first glance, this zombie looked different, at least outfit-wise, from the ones that he had encountered so far in the crypt. This person was of a higher status compared to the rest based on the place he was entombed and the outfit that he got buried in. 
While the other members of the undead were in rotten rags, this zombie was wearing a fitted armor complete with a general's helmet. 
"There are some signs of rust on the armor but beyond that, it looks quite intact," Arthur observed. He wondered if he could salvage the armor somehow or would it be taboo to wear something that was previously worn by the undead. 
Arthur's eyes moved downwards and something else caught his attention. The zombie was in a seated position and a weapon was laid across his lap. 
It was about 2 to 3 metres long and it looked to be a staff or a spear. From the appearance, it looked to be made from metal and the pole body was exquisitely decorated with carvings. It repeated the motifs that Arthur had seen from the mural earlier. Perhaps the person who came up with the mural was similar to the one who designed this staff. 
At one end of the staff hung a shapely bell about the size of Arthur's palm. "Could this be the thing that was responsible for the silvery tingle of the bell that I heard before the cave in happened?" was the first thought that came into Arthur's mind. 
Arthur's eyes lit up with interest because the young man could sense the pool of power that resided within this weapon. On top of that, since there was a musical instrument attached to it, there was a fine chance of this being a musical artifact of mythical quality that he was looking for. 
He could have traded it for more power from his patroness, Aoide. In other words, if Arthur was unable to use the weapon himself, he could always trade it with the goddess. 
This was a treasure that the young man would not mind keeping for himself. However, instead of reaching directly for it, Arthur eyed its current owner cautiously. 
Arthur scratched his chin as he thought about how to handle the situation. 
After some time, he had a decision made. Arthur channeled his voice and launched a vocal materialization in the shape of a blade at the zombie's neck. The zombie might have been fully passive but the young man was not one to take any chances. Better deal with the potential threat before they had the chance to become one. 
The vocal blade saw towards the sleeping zombie. However, just as it was about to reach its target, Arthur heard an ominous sound echoing through the room. It was the silvery tingle of a bell. 
Arthur instantly turned to look and he saw the bell attached to the staff wiggle on its own volition. 
Following the bell, a force field appeared around the zombie and it neutralized the attack that Arthur launched. 
At the same time, Arthur's guard went up immediately. The young man slid several inches away from the zombie. 
The bell continued to ring and Arthur could sense intense magic within its tingle. It made the young man feel very uneasy. 
Arthur's eyes darted between the staff and the zombie, the former kept gathering magic while the latter remained relatively impassive. However, Arthur had a feeling this rocky peace would not be maintained any longer if he was unable to stop the bell from ringing. 
In that split second, Arthur made a decision. He moved back towards the zombie and reached out to grab the staff. If he grabbed hold of the staff, perhaps he might be able to stop it from ringing. 
Unfortunately, before Arthur's fingers had the chance to reach their target, the zombie's eyes flew open and Arthur felt its vengeful gaze boring into his soul. The monster was probably in a fit of fury from being disturbed from its restful slumber. 
Arthur quickly pulled back his hand and as he did so, the zombie climbed up from his throne. The armor made a grinding sound as the grimes and rust that had settled from probably decades started to fall off. 
The monster moved its limbs about and the skeletal frame underneath the rotten flesh creaked audibly. It must have required quite some elbow grease to move the body that had been stasis for who knows how many years already.
The monster opened its lips and a loud roar echoed around the room. Arthur could literally feel the floor shake as the echoes of the roar travelled throughout the room. There was nothing like a loud roar to announce one's return to the world of the living. 
However, if they were only comparing decibels, the zombie general might not have the actual upper hand in a shouting match. He was facing against Arthur, who was blessed by Aoide, the patroness of Song and Voice. 
In terms of shouts, the young man was not going to lose. Arthur launched a shout in return at the zombie general. The monster's roar might have been loud but Arthur's roar had magical force behind it. 
The voice made scouring marks on the ground as it headed towards the monster, swallowing up the monster's roar in the process. 
The zombie general, as Arthur expected, was not so easily brought down. As Arthur's shout came at him, the general jumped upwards into impossible height. 
Arthur's head tilted upwards following its movement but all Arthur could see was the enveloping darkness.

Due to his lack of proficiency at both sword and magic, Arthur was underestimated and mocked. All Arthur had going for him was his affinity for picking up voices but that was practically useless when it did not translate into magical talent. 

However, everything changed when the young man met his patron in Aoide, the Goddess of Song and Voice. 

With the blessing from Aoide, Arthur finally started his journey of adventuring with a form of magic that was unique to his own, the Voice Magic. 

To those who needed his help, Arthur would lend them his voice and to those who underestimated him, Arthur would show them that even the smallest voice could move the world.

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A man was walking through the halls of the palace of Mythris, the capital of mankind and the last great city unconquered by the demons. the white halls stood tall and long, reaching almost 30 meters in height. The floor had a red carpet running down the middle of its white floors. The wall to his right was adorned with the most artistic sculpting and paintings on the wall. On his left were a series of arches masterfully carved filled with artistic glass pain windows. The man himself was a relatively handsome man, just past 20 with a scar going over his right eye. He wore heavy plate armor that seemed to shine with a silver gleam, with a small caped draped over the front of his right shoulder but hanging free off the back of his left. He had a full head of dirty blond hair and slight stubble over his straight jawline and slightly pronounced chin. The man's name was Rust and he had a scowl on his face. He knew, when he was called by the council that it would not be a pleasant discussion. The only times he was called directly by the council was when he had to go on a suicidal mission, and from the tone of the messenger he was probably right. 
Rust eventually stopped in front of a set of double oak doors with two guards standing by the sides in similar armor to his. The guards opened the doors and Rust strode into the room in a stiff but swift gait. He continued until he reached the center of the room which was shaped like the inside of a dome. Surrounding him and slightly elevated above him were people in purple cloth sitting in white stone chairs. All of them looked aged with the youngest being no less than 60 years old, and they did not look happy. They were discussing in whispers the actions that mankind will take in the future. Rust could not make out what they were saying but judging by the way they would occasionally glare at him, it was something about his mission.
Soon enough one of the elderly men with a large purple hat, similar to the ones you would see on a pope, spoke in a strained voice, "the war looks ill knight captain. Humanity is on its last legs. This city is the last fortress city humanity has left. We cannot continue to proceed with the war as we have been." The man paused to look around the room. "we have decided that men alone are not enough to win this war."
Rust thought that statement was one decade to late, but he knew that when a council member said this there was more to it than that. "does that mean we are sending delegates to the other races to reform the alliance?" Rust asked in a deadpanned tone. He knew the other races would not aid humanity. They were already betrayed by them once.
Another council member responded evenly "we have always had delegates trying to do as you have just stated. So far it appears that the rest of the world is content to sit and watch as we are swallowed by our fate. Do you think this council is so blind in human superiority we cannot see the reality before us?"
The first council member nodded at his companion before continuing "no we are not looking to the other races for aid. We have heard rumors of a temple in the east that holds a gift from the lords."
Rust suspected that this was some sort of demon trap or false rumor. Where were the lords now? Where were they when humanity needed them most? So far it seemed to him that their favor was all but spent. He asked with doubt that he did not hide in his voice "what kind of gift?" 
The council member scowled at Rust's tone of voice but continued on anyway. "it is said that whoever goes to this temple and completes our lords trial will be granted power like no other. That they would be as mighty as the champions that they created for us."
Rust's face darkened slightly at the mention of the champions but nodded anyway. "and I suppose that I will be the one to venture into enemy territory to complete this trial, and bring back this power?"
The council member nodded "you will be accompanied by a small retinue of knights and rangers, but yes you have been chosen to obtain this power. We need something to fight off the demons. If you fail humanity will fall. Remember this" he said dismissively. 
Rust nodded again "it will be done. I will leave at dawn." And with those words Rust walked out of the room, down the white halls, and out of the palace. He walked down the streets of Mythris. They were bubbling with activity. Street venders shouting sails pitches, customers haggling prices carriages transporting goods all of them seemed to be ignoring the impending doom of humanity. Rust sighed. The council had beautified the results of the war making it sound like victory was inevitable, that humanity was all powerful, to avoid panic. Rust knew that it was necessary they could not fight the demons while they crumbled from within. He continued down his path pushing the depressing thoughts to the back of his mind as he walked into a bar. The leaders of humanity were grasping at rumors to avoid inhalation and he needed a drink, badly. 
He strode up to the bar and asked for some whiskey, it was likely the last time he was going to be able to drink like this. The bar tender slid a mildly clean mug of whiskey towards him, before continuing to clean the mug in his hand with a dirty looking cloth. Rust grumbled as he took a sip of the whiskey feeling the burning sensation down his thought. He sighed as he relaxed into his chair when he felt someone come up beside him and sit down. He heard a familiar voice filled with mirth coming from the newcomer. "what is the great knight captain Rust doing in a rundown place like this?" the voice asked.
Rust turned to the newcomer, a small smiled graced his lips for what seemed like the first time in years to him. "I'm trying to find a place where I don't have to listen to humanities great come back, and the inevitable defeat of the demons." He said with no small amount of sarcasm. "good to see Kile."
Kile smiled back "good to see you to." He glanced at the glass of whiskey and his smile darkened a bit "oh boy! What does the council want this time?"
Rust raised an eyebrow at that "what makes you think I went to the council?" 
Kile scoffed "when else do you drink whiskey besides when the council gives you some suicidal mission. I mean seriously. An ogre could come up with better plans than some of these missions you go on. Really makes me wonder why you keep up with all their nonsense."
Rust gave a light chuckle at his friend's antics. "well ya I guess you're right." He paused looking down at his glass, the smile gone from his face. "They have me chasing fairy tales this time. Some temple in the east with the power of the gods. What has humanity come to. To actually send troops chasing fairy tales, and in enemy territory no less. Makes me wonder how humanity lasted this long in the first place."
Kile looked at him for a moment before a smirk made its way up his face. "So when do we leave?" 
Rust looked at him in the eye" I am leaving tomorrow at dawn. You are staying here. O need for two of us to die for some fairy tale." 
"I'm going with you even if you don't want me to. If humanity is going to die anyways, I would like to die among friends"
Rust smirked. He always had a soft spot for the damn thief. "Alright but I'm not carrying anything for you bring your own gear, and if you are coming anyways make sure Thrand knows when to leave. a hunter like him will be needed for any chance of getting out of this alive anyway."
Kile made a toothy smile before bolting out the door "Don't leave without me ya here." He shouted as he burst out the doors. Rust sighed. He knew the thief would be late when he heard that. He looked down at the rest of the mug of whiskey before chugging it down and slapping the counter with a few coins. The time for brooding his own misfortune was over. He had a quest to complete. 
Day 1 quest for the Temple
East gate of Mythris
            In the dull light of early morning Rust came out of the tower gates of Mythris. He was greeted with the sight of eleven men. Seven of the men were armored in heavy plate armor like his. They were armed with steel swords and shields. Three of the men were in tight fitting leather armor with cloaks and hoods hiding most of their figures. They had the outline of swords at their waists and bows and quivers hanging off their shoulders. The last man had what looked like fur clothes with a bear hide that was draped over his shoulders. He had an ae on each side of his waist and a bow on his back. He had dark brown hair that was short with a medium fade and brown eyes. He stood tall at 6 ft 6 and he looked like he could wrestle bears with all the muscle on his body. The man smiled thinly as he saw Rust approach
            The mountain of a man walked over and rapped Rust up in a bear hug "its good to see you rust. The little weasel told me we have another suicide mission."
            Rust smiled as he returned the hug with a light pat "Figured you wouldn't want to be left out Thrand." He separated from the large hunter and turned to face the rest of his retinue. "you have probably already been told of what we are going to do, but I have a few details and extra hands helping joining us on this quest. I trust them with my life and if you are smart enough you will to. Thrand here is the best hunter I have ever seen. Many times, he carried my mangled body from the battlefield or guided us through enemy lines so we could mount a daring surprise attack. Without him I wouldn't be here today. The other will be coming later. He is a scout and like Thrand, he is the best. There isn't an enemy encampment he can't get out of. One time he even caught sight of the undead champion, and came back just fine. They will be my hands and ears in this operation. Normally they will leave it to me to give commands but if they tell you to do something, you damn well better do it, else you'll likely get us all killed. That's all. Prepare your equipment. We leave in an hour."
            The team went about various pre march preparations that they each preform normally, some checking gear others checking their horses. Thirty minutes later Kile came to join the merry band of soldiers. He looked like he had fun last night considering the massive hangover he obviously had. The sun slowly came up over the mountains that separated the plains of Mythris from the valleys of Haven and it shown a golden light on the world that illuminated the first signs of spring. The troop followed the road through the rolling plains and flourishing forest without resistance. They were in human territory and any rogue bandits or thieves would have to be mental to attack a group of knights, known. To be a knight you had to at least be 14 years old and an apprentice to a senior knight for at least 6 months. There were several ranks in knight hood. The first was apprentice. An apprentice would study under a senior knight for 6 months where they would clean armor and equipment and in return the senior would teach the apprentice swordsmanship and leadership skills. The next rank would be squire, where they would develop their swordsmanship and leadership to another level while completing missions under higher ranked knights. In order to graduate from being a squire one would apply for a promotion and they would be given a task to complete. That task would require them to lead a group of 4 other squires to defeat a monster that would require three times the amount of standard enlisted troops. If you were victorious and did not lose any squires in the trial, the you would be given the rank of acolyte. To go beyond an acolyte, you must face ten other acolytes in a duel alone and slay a beast that would require 5 acolytes to do so. Achieving this would grant you the rank of knight captain. The only rank above a knight captain is knight commander who commands all the other knights. The knight commander is chosen by the council. Rust, who achieved knight captain at the age of 16 is the youngest captain in humanities armies.
            The group came to a clearing as they exited the forest. They could see the mountain clearly now. It stood tall with its peaks above the fogy clouds. It was a natural barrier that protected Mythris from the demon invasion. However taking a closer look at the base there was a small hut. It was dusk now, and the more dangerous beasts came out at night. It was better to set up in a shelter than around a camp fire. 
            As they came closer to the hut, they could hear a voice inside the hut. It looked like whoever was inside the hut was arguing rather violently with whoever he shared his hut with. On closer inspection the hut was larger than hat it seemed like from afar. It was round with clay walls with small holes in them to serve as windows. Inside they could see a fire flickering as the cool night wind blew through the windows. The hut was topped with straw as if it was a large hat.
            Rust walked up to the wooden door and knocked three times with a closed fist. Inside the shouting stopped and there was a clattering of noises that sounded as if someone was tripping on everything between the voice and the door. Before long the door was thrown open. Standing in front of Rust was a middle-aged man with a shaggy beard in what appeared to be bath robes. The ma gave rust a quizzical look raising one eyebrow as he looked Rust up and down. The man turned back into the room and shouted "no its not Darwin!" he looked back at Rust before smiling. "come in come in! I was just having tea and cheese! When I first heard you knock I thought they had finally come for me! To take me away! But my vife thought you were Darwin. Dastardly fellow that man is always complaining that I live out here, and worst of all he hates cheese! Who in their right mind hates cheese?! No sane man I say! Nay! No insane man would hate cheese either! I should know!" The man spoke a thousand words a minute. It was difficult for Rust to understand what the strange man was saying as he was ushered in and sat down by the fire.
            'alright time to collect my thoughts. first off WTF is wrong with this guy. Okay now that that's done with, I should ask what I came to ask. He may be a bit off but it would be great if I could get the guys somewhere proper to rest for the night.' Rust cleared his throat "excuse me sir. My companions and I-"
            "Cmpanions!" the man interrupted. "Well bring them in! I need someone to talk to besides my vife! I mean honestly living alone with her is driving me crazy! Not that I wasn't already, but that's beside the point. None of these companions off yours are cheese haters are they? Honestly I can't understand those types!"
            Rust suppressed a sigh as he got out of the chair and moved to the door to let the company in. he stopped Kile, holding him by the arm just as he was passing through the door. Rust gave Kile a stern look "No drinking!" Kile gave what he thought was the most innocent smile ever before walking past Rust who groaned. Kile entered through the archway leading to the living room where the crazy man was and the man gave an insane smile. 
            "Fred!" the man ran over giving Kile a bear hug "its so good to see you! The last I saw you, you were trying to get in bed with a lizard man! How did that go by the way?" Kile just stood there for a moment before turning to Rust who had a small smirk on his face. Kile gave an untold 'help me' to Rust through his gaze. Rust smile widened as he turned to talk to Thrand, ignoring the thief's plight. 'Traitor!' was all he could think before the man dragged him to the kitchen to lecture Kile about the greatness of cheese. 
            "The man's bat shit crazy but it's better than sleeping outside." Rust said to the company minus Kile who was thinking which method of escape he would use to get as far away from the cheese lover as possible. 
            "Aren't you a little bit too trusting of a guy you just met? Even if he wasn't bat shit crazy not all humanity is so kind hearted as to let strangers into their home." One of the rangers asked.
            Rust scoffed. "There are only two me who I trust completely in this world. I'm not saying let your guard down. I'm saying we stay here. I'll take first night watch. We rotate every hour. Wake up is at first light."
            Just as Rust finished the crazy cheese lover came back to the living room dragging a listless Kile behind him. "what are you talking about? Stories?! I love stories! I have a few myself! There was this one time I was wandering the mountain and I ran into a jabberwocky! Could you believe it?! Anyways I was playing trump with the guy, he was horrible at it, and the guy makes a bet to see who'll win. He bet that if either of us loses the next round of poker that hell eat me, and that if I win, I get a whole wheel of cheese. The fool! I had this in the bag! So we played one round and surprise, surprise we had the exact same hand! What?! It wasn't my fault! He never said I couldn't cheat! Anyway, he didn't want to keep up his end of the bargain, but the fool signed a magic contract. You know what those are? Of course you do! But he didn't! 'turned into the biggest wheel of cheese I've ever seen! It was glorious!"
            Rust raised an eyebrow "You are supposed to be a wizard? Like control the elements curses and other hokus pokus stuff?"
            "yes yes but that's not how I introduce myself. I prefer the great and magnificent lord of the hobble, the champion of cheese, honorary member of the mildly aged knights, and master of SM play!"
            Rust was not sure he was able to hide himself cringing at the last title. The man was clearly insane. It was best to just decide everything he says is just in his head. He looked around and it seemed that was what everyone else thought too. However, Kile had this shit eating grin. 
            "I'll go get the cheese. Why don't you tell them about when you played hide and seek with an ork captain, Ivan?" with his parting words Kile left the group with a ranting mad man, now named Ivan, and went to the kitchen. Everyone glared at the thief as he left while trying to tune out Ivan. Eventually Kile came back with some food and they all ate before bedding down for the night.

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