Prologue: Inhuman Pain

A boy was standing in front of a huge dungeon with an emotionless face. The boy has white skin, silver hair, aqua eyes, and a cute face.

He is very cute, if it not for his emotionless face then he would be called an idol. He was 16 years old.

He was standing in front of the huge dungeon, looking here and there. He was scanning his surrounding to be aware of any threats and monsters.

The surrounding near the dungeon was hell. Dead bodies of humans, monsters, and local beasts were all scattered in the ground. The blood of those beings made the land red, totally covering its soil with the blood.

'There are many monster bodies here, if I had a storage ring or storage skill then I could take these bodies and sell them for a huge amount of money.'

The boy was thinking while putting his hand on his chin and gently rubbing as to show how much deep he is thinking.