Breaking past the limits.

Ivan casted all the debuffs he could, together with [Vampiric Touch], which chipped off the debuffed entity's life force, mana, and stamina, dealing with a slow but constant damage.

In a flash, a year more had passed, counting up to 93 in total, since Ivan came to the Unknown World. Now, Ivan stood in front of a tired black dragon that was gasping for air. As their huffs mingled in a strange rhythm, with a hint of empathy, Ivan jumped on the dragon's head, slid across until he was right in front of its bright, seemingly burning eye, and spat a mouthful of acid, which then devoured everything in its way, killing it.

Except for his seven summons, nothing else remained after his fight against the dragon. He commanded the dragon's corpse, and after its flesh got separated from its skeletal structure, he stored away everything except for the dragon's heart again.

Without wasting any time, he ate it after unsummoning his summons, since he knew that no more threat remained in that world.

After eating another dragon's heart, Ivan noticed that the dragon's heart vessel had gotten completed by one fourth, concluding that more dragon hearts were required to complete the vessel. He then began to meditate, absorbing the energy from the world while also acclimating himself to his newly gained abilities.

Another year had passed, yet Ivan hadn't moved an inch from the spot he sat, meditating; he was so immersed in it that "he had forgotten the flow of time," which was quite ironic since he couldn't forget a thing.

With a strong tremor, a humongous, world-devouring ripple shot out from the sky, forcing Ivan to wake up. With a profound gaze, he looked around, but what was happening right in front of him baffled him beyond belief.

The world was morphing.

The entire world was morphing "back," all the damage his fight against the army and the dragon had reversed, the Unknown World's time was turning back as it completely rebuilt itself, and after everything had been repaired, back to the way it previously was, everything began to move forward again, with only one thing, no, one person remaining unchanged, and that was, of course, Ivan.

Out of curiosity, Ivan ran back to the cave he had first spawned in, and there it was, his first haven in this unknown world. Upon entering, he noticed that the "X"-marked carvings he had done on the ground remained the same, and he also noticed that his bag was also there, next to the translucent bag filled with prophylactics. He wanted to check if Drayce's body still remained, but as soon as he exited the cave, he found the same, familiar wolf glaring at him with bloodshot eyes in the distance.

From then on everything repeated itself: Ivan killed the wolves and noticed they were on par with the current Ivan; without wasting too much as he did before, he killed and summoned, and continued to do so with whatever was thrown at him, and his introduction with the horde of monsters happened in the same way. One thing Ivan couldn't help but notice was the fact that the monsters he was fighting were stronger than those from before, if compared exactly, then at least 20% stronger.

It wasn't just about their strengths; they also seemed to have gained some intelligence, as they weren't just rushing at him out of pure instinct like before. Ivan, after making his way through the small hordes of monsters and gaining numbers for his summoned army, stood atop a cliff, glaring down at the army of massive monsters with a crazed smile on his face.

"I missed you guys." Ivan mumbled and jumped down, landed on his feet with a loud boom, and lunged himself towards the hostile army.

Throwing a small bone at the ground, "Bone Room." He mumbled, and with a small burst, the bone shattered into a million pieces, and as if the hell's gate had been opened, a humongous gate made of bones materialised above a massive magic circle as the gate lay horizontally on the ground.

With a wave of clattering sounds, Ivan's summons pounced out of the gate, catching the hostile army off guard and hunting them.

This time the hostile army didn't go berserk, and when he almost neared the end of the army after fighting for 83 years more, he halted and retreated in confusion. He was extremely confused as to why nothing was happening, and to test his theory, he ceased his hunt. In the meantime, he went to check if Drayce was still there, but disappointingly, he wasn't there, nor was the cave Drayce slumbered in.

Exactly after a year, the monsters went berserk. Concluding that not attacking for a year made the monsters go berserk, he began to fight against the monsters in their berserker state.

It wasn't long until the purplish-black coloured beam shot out from above again, killing off all the hostile monsters. Expecting something like this to happen, Ivan hadn't really summoned his mini army.

After the black dragon descended again, he fought with it again, but this time everything was in his favour, and the fight ended before an entire year had passed. The second war took a total of 84 years.

And after the fight, nothing else was there to do, so instead he spent his time meditating again. After a while, he noticed that he hadn't made any progress on his core, so instead of wasting time on it, he tried to "create" a core in his body.

His core was right behind his belly button, right above where the dantian should be according to his childhood friend. After pondering for a bit, he decided to create a new core near his sacrum, where the "dantian" should be.

And after a year passed, the same thing repeated itself: the world returned to its original time, and everything came back to life.

Since he had nothing else to do and "hunting" monsters didn't seem to bore him, he continued his hunt, but even though he had a new core, except for massively boosting his overall abilities, it didn't help him grow the numbers in his army. Well, he was happy with the changes since he had also completed the dragon heart's vessel by half.

And so, the years continued to pass, and the time it took him to finish off the hostile army also got shorter, meaning the monsters were coming back to life more frequently. He had noticed many new, refreshing changes in the hostile army; one was that with every "reset," as Ivan called it, they received a 20% boost in their strengths and intelligence.

The "berserker wolves" were "spawning" according to Ivan's strength, which was terrifying when he thought about it, since he was abandoned in a literal Unknown World and yet was under somebody else's radar.

Since everything that was happening to him wasn't really making much sense in the first place, it was easy for him to ignore that matter, and he had completed his dragon heart's vessel and had seemingly broken through the "limits," or so Ivan concluded, because his magic was a lot stronger and purer, the magic power circulation in his body was a lot faster, and the biggest reason for him to conclude that he had broken through the limits was because his Necromancer class had turned into the "Shadow Lord."

He didn't require a "medium" to summon his soldiers now, and even the rest of his abilities received a massive boost, upgrading all of his abilities to match his new "JOB."

Now, he had to kill a monster, and with his ability "Shadow Cut," he was able to "cut" off the shadow's connection with the body and make it into his summon, willingly or forcefully. After storing the bodies for food, he would continue his hunt.

Only after a few years had passed that Ivan noticed he was growing a pair of horns from his forehead, concluding that it had something to do with the dragon's heart, he ignored it.

It was only after the next reset that he began to notice that the monsters, whose shadows he had reaped, remembered him. They remembered about Ivan; it was the same with the dragon.

Since they remembered him, they began to avoid him while some prideful monsters fought against him. Since every monster was avoiding him, he quickly got bored, and a simple slaughter wasn't able to cure his boredom. Bored out of his mind, he decided to order his summons to build him a castle while he planned how it would look and everything else.

Since the "underground" castle was cool, he decided to build exactly that, with ten floors that were designated for different things. Again, after a year passed with the monsters avoiding him, they went berserk, and that war ended after 42 years since the dragon had decided to act last, making Ivan go to her this time around.

Amid the fight, the huffing dragon morphed into a human, slightly taller than him, and for the first time since his arrival at the Unknown World, Ivan's heart thumped against his chest, as if it would pop out.

He couldn't quite understand what he was feeling, but he knew for sure that he was excited to fight against the blood-red-eyed, pitch-black-haired, pale-skinned, naked woman in front of him.

After a few exchanges, "Wait!!!!!!" With a loud yell, he stopped her from lunging at him. He couldn't concentrate on the fight, not one bit! Of course, he couldn't! No matter what, it had been years since he had sex; he certainly had jerked off, but still! This and that are different! He couldn't concentrate on the fight with her bust jiggling left and right at the slightest moment!

"I, I have extra clothes!!!" He said and handed a pair of his clothes made out of monsters' skin to the innocent-looking woman.

BAM!

"Uckh!" And got hit in the face as soon as he got close enough.

With that blow, he was on guard again, but instead of pouncing on him to kill him, she took the clothes and wore them, in a messy way, with her back facing Ivan.

While Ivan, like a gentleman, had turned around not looking at her wear the clothes.

'I don't know why, but I feel like I'll use those prophylactics soon.'