It was an ordinary school morning. As the sun rose between the skyscrapers of Seoul, the capital of South Korea, Irem-Jin Hoo and her friends, including Jin Hoo, were walking into the school building. The breaks filled with laughter and jokes were the most enjoyable parts of the day. But this ordinary day would soon turn into a horrible nightmare.
When the bell rang for recess, one of Irem's friends went to the restroom. A few minutes later, screams echoing from the hallway startled everyone. Irem and Jin Hoo ran in a panic toward the sound, their friends' eyes wide with shock. The restroom door was locked, and muffled noises from inside heightened their anxiety. When Irem forced the door open and entered, she was left speechless by the scene: a lifeless body of a boy lying on the floor, and standing over him were three terrifying Orks with huge axes in their hands.The Orks' eyes were fixed on the terrified girl. One of them roared, "Tell me the King's location!" The girl started to cry and beg, trembling. As the Orks raised their massive axes to kill her, Irem-Jin Hoo burst through the door, grabbed her friend's hand, and yelled, "Come on, let's run!" The Orks let out an enraged roar and swung their bloodied axes at them. At that moment, a hand appeared in front of the restroom door, caught the flying axes, and shattered them like paper.Suddenly, Neroth and his 5,000 soldiers appeared behind Irem as if from thin air. Neroth's deadly gaze sent shivers of fear down the Orks' spines. They tried to escape, but at Neroth's command, the restroom door locked. Neroth turned to Irem and said in a gentle voice, "Young lady, please go to the classroom with your friend. The soldiers will escort you, and I will be there shortly." Irem nodded and left the restroom under the soldiers' protection. Inside, Neroth tortured the Orks to death and roared. This roar was so powerful that the school building shook to its foundations.Neroth took the shaken and terrified Irem-Jin Hoo home and told her brother, Omer-Jin Hoo, what had happened the moment the door opened. Irem hugged her brother tightly and expressed the fear she had experienced. As Omer hugged his sister, he whispered, "You don't need to be afraid, little sister. I will always be here for you. My generals will always be by your side." Then, he gave Neroth a deadly look and asked, "Who did this?" Neroth replied, "My King, they were three Orks, and I killed all three of them. But I don't know where they came from, I apologize." Omer-Jin Hoo's eyes burned with rage. "No need. I will find them."
Simultaneously, thousands of kilometers away in the freezing forests of Canada, an ordinary dungeon mission was nearing its end. A group of seasoned Hunters had reached the end of this underground labyrinth, filled with creatures they had been fighting for days. They had finally managed to take down the massive and terrifying Boss after a great struggle. Cheers of victory revitalized their tired bodies, and a smile of relief appeared on their faces. Everything had gone as planned.However, their joy didn't last long. From the pitch-black darkness behind the Boss's lifeless body, a silhouette appeared. The Hunters initially thought it was just a part of the dungeon until the figure slowly began to move toward them. The silhouette stood out with its long, disheveled hair and a thick beard. The cool, long, black coat it wore gave its movements a mysterious air. Most striking was the yellow aura that surrounded it. This aura could only belong to a powerful mage or an extraordinary being.The Hunters raised their weapons and got into a defensive stance. But the silhouette, instead of attacking them, simply gave them a single look. This gaze was not a physical blow but an assault that went directly to the soul. Even the strongest of the Hunters couldn't withstand this spiritual pressure. Their minds clouded, their consciousness shut down, and they all collapsed to the ground. The mysterious figure looked at the unconscious Hunters and a slight smile appeared on its face.It smiled and snapped its fingers. Right in front of it, a swirling portal that looked like it was made of darkness opened. A cold wind blew from the portal, carrying the scent of a deep and unknown world. The silhouette stepped into the portal, leaving the unconscious Hunters behind, and vanished in an instant.No one knew who it was or what its purpose was. But one thing was for sure: this figure had come from a place even darker than the dungeon itself. The only thing it had done was to send a message to humanity: "An unknown power is now in motion."Months later, the eyes of the entire world were on Washington Dulles International Airport. The airport was bustling not just with regular flight traffic, but with the excitement of a major conference set to host the world's most powerful Hunters. On the giant screens, information about arriving flights and the names of important guests flashed.
First, a plane bearing the South Korean flag and the emblem of the Aytul Guild touched down. The figure who slowly descended the stairs took everyone's breath away. With his muscular body visible under a pristine white shirt, black trousers, and classic black leather Oxford shoes, he looked like a work of art. This person was none other than the hero of South Korea, Omer-Jin Hoo. The powerful aura he exuded mesmerized fans and journalists alike. Flashes popped and screams erupted. As Omer-Jin Hoo advanced with slow steps, he proved once again how significant this conference was.
Before the airport could quiet down, another magnificent plane, this one bearing the Chinese flag, landed. The figure who descended the stairs this time was as grand as Omer-Jin Hoo, but with a different air. He had long, black hair tied back in a ponytail, and wore a red shirt and black trousers. The prominent veins on his arms and his black glasses showed just how powerful he was. This was China's national-level Hunter, Xu Liangchen. All the flashes now turned to him. His fans were screaming for an autograph.
As Xu Liangchen advanced, ignoring the crowd, a shadowy silhouette appeared beside him, seemingly gliding through the air. This shadow belonged to the American national-level Hunter, Troy Vance, but he was now a shadow soldier under Xu Liangchen's command. The shadow whispered his name: Nyvance.Xu Liangchen turned to Nyvance and commanded, "Do what's necessary." Nyvance replied with an invisible smile, "As you wish, My King."The airport was witnessing the meeting of representatives from two superpowers. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the conference, wondering what would unfold. However, very few were aware that a much larger game had just begun behind the scenes of this meeting