1 I will become the strongest!

Lucas was cold, trails of blood stained the ground, human entrails littered the area, and what horribly seemed to be puke was right besides the shivering young adventurer.

His team abandoned him here, the creatures attacked in waves, many high ranked hunters were killed.

The boss packed up and ran for the door, all the hunters fast enough followed, some were cut down in the process, but some survived.

Lucas wasn't strong, nor fast enough to follow them, he was cut off from his team, and with no other choice, he found a quiet space to rest.

He cursed himself for being so weak, if he was strong enough, he would have been able to fight off the monsters.

He shook his head, his sister must be waiting for him now, his mother needs the money for her treatment, and his sister can't handle her mother's expenses with her expenses on her neck.

A tear drop ran down Lucas's face, he grit his teeth in frustration. Why was he born without powers? Why did the dark emperor have to rise? Why did the dark emperor have to be his own father?

Lucas broke down, his face was pale as thoughts filled his head, he wasn't thinking straight anymore, his eyes were shut, whatever demon energy sealed up inside him was pushing him to fight.

'You were born to dominate.'

The words rang in Lucas's head like a song, it gave him a slight glimmer of hope, he could get out! He could get stronger!

Lucas smiled to himself then rose up to his feet, his azure eyes shifts to the side, a cold shiver licked up his spine as all the hair at the back of his neck stood.

Groups of zombie like creatures with a more horrific build scrambled up to Lucas. Their limbs were twisted unnaturally in places not pleasing to the eyes, they actually had no eyes, a black fire burns out of their sockets, and the demonic aura around then erupted the moment they saw Lucas.

Lucas had no choice, but to run.

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Lucas tore down the dungeon, the zombies kept chasing him, they groaned loudly, arms outstretched towards Luke, a hunger burns out of their sockets, a dark hunger.

They were twisters, their king had joined hands with the dark emperor to invade earth, and ever since, their kind has tormented humanity.

Lucas ran to the left.

He glanced back, those zombies were still on his tail, and except for the room before him...

He had no other place to run to.

Lucas ran faster, his speed was extremely low compared to other hunters, he dashed into the room, then, slammed the gate shut.

He didn't wait to know if the gate was strong enough to withstand the attack of the twisters, he ran further in the room.

He stopped at the middle of the room, his knees trembled, he lowered his head, panting, his hands were on his thighs to support his body.

Suddenly he felt someone behind him, and without wasting time, Lucas snapped his head behind him.

A man stood behind him, he held a staff in one hand, and a book in the other. His eyes glowed in a red light, his silver hair reached his shoulders, he had a thin beard, and a frown was plastered across his face.

"Who are you?" The man asked, he walked elegantly, and behind him a gold orb followed, hovering above the ground.

"My name is Lucas." Lucas answered, he turned to face the man who stood besides him.

"Lucas, what brings you to this part of the dungeon. I assume that you were chased by those annoying..." The man shook his head as if the word he was going to utter had maddened him a couple of times, "Twisters."

"Yes, they separated me from my team, and since I wasn't strong enough to even hold my ground...I ran." Lucas cursed himself for being so weak, all his life he had always had to run.

"I know you have always had to run, but what if you could fight this time?" The man softly asked, he looked deeply at Lucas.

Lucas was taken aback, this man had the ability to read his thoughts, but since his shows no hostility, then, nothing to be afraid of...Yet.

"I would love that, but I am too weak to even take down those zombies." Lucas said pointing to the door with a pained expression.

"I will give power, power not just to rule this world, but to rule the universe and beyond." The man smiled, he felt that the boy before him would be of great help to him.

Lucas's eyes widened in shock, his entire body went numb.

"If you become my disciple, I will give you that power." The man turned his back to Lucas and sat down in a meditative pose.

"I agree." Lucas walked up to the man, and sat down, copying his pose.

"The power I give you now is a test, you will use it to escape from this place, and you will no longer be able to use it the moment you step out of this dungeon." The man said, his eyes were now closed.

"Eh?"

"Do not worry, I will give you a chance to grow, you could grow in strength, speed and others. Killing monsters would give a normal hunter just experience points, but you my disciple, you will get the monsters health, mana and others." The man smiled, his eyes remained shut.

Lucas shut his eyes, then, he felt a mystic power enter his body, and rest at the pit of his stomach, suddenly he became aware of his surroundings.

"Lucas, I am willing to pass down my legacy to you if you prove to be an able disciple."

Lucas was determined, he wanted to be able to not just protect himself, but to protect everyone he loved.

He would kill anything on his path, no one will stand between him and limitless power, no one.

"I will not fail you." Lucas said at last, after thinking about it, he had nothing to lose here.

"Good Lucas, take the orb, there is great power within, protect it with your life, and return it to me in a year." The man said with a serious tone.

"I will...Master-uh?" Lucas stammered, his eyes remained closed though.

"Avarlyn." The man replied, a smile appeared on his face.

"Master Avarlyn."

Avarlyn rose he swung his staff to the side, and a sword materialized out of thin air.

The sword had a long black blade, it's hilt was golden with a glowing gem at the rim.

"This is for you." Avarlyn offered Lucas the blade, his eyes lowered to the ground.

Lucas bowed, looking up to Avarlyn, gratitude was written all over his fair face.

The sword flew up to Lucas, a scabbard materialized shortly after the sword reached Lucas.

Lucas rose, he took the sword and scabbard, then, sheathed the sword.

"Thank you, Master." Lucas said with gratitude as he strapped the sword to his waist.

"You are welcome, Lucas." Avarlyn smiled faintly as he walked elegantly to Lucas.

Lucas didn't flinch as the hand of his master rested upon his shoulder, he smiled.

"Go..."

Lucas nods, he turned his back to Avarlyn, and ran to the door.

Destiny tried to end me here, but I have defied it, I defy destiny!

Lucas drew out his sword, a flicker of hope flashed in his eyes as he opened the door before him.

The moment the door opened a bat-like twister came at him from above.

[Beginner's Luck Activated]

Lucas ignored the message, he waited patiently for his target, when the zombie bat got in range, Lucas swung the sword upwards.

Slash!

Blue blood dropped to the ground, the bat-like twister which was cut in halves lay on the floor...dead.

Lucas stared at the remains of the bat in shock, he had just killed a tier three creature in one strike.

He looked to the wave of twisters, his eyes glowed, if he could get stronger than this, no one on earth would be able to stand against him!

He will become the strongest!

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