As Liv walked on, everything around him disappeared. The fire, the mountains, and the lava all got lost in the darkness. He was stripped of his magic, unable to see, hear, or feel its familiar presence. He was isolated, and emptiness was his only companion, and because of this, his fears began to infiltrate his thoughts.

Not even the pain remained as a harsh reminder of his existence. There was nothing but darkness, leaving him to walk alone with his thoughts. He was filled with fear of what would happen if he failed. What if he had to beg his father for power? What if he fell so low that he had to grovel before his grandmother’s feet?

No, Liv would rather die than live on his knees.

He had already taken so many people’s lives to reach this point, including his own mother, thousands of demonkin, and many of his father’s followers. There was also the child he could have saved during the tutorial but had allowed to perish to gain a stronger ally. Was that all he was? A selfish spawn of the devil who walked the path of blood for power? No, there was more than that inside of him. His mother's light was with him, and he would not be broken as long as he held on to that.

There was hope for him yet.

"So, not only do you deceive others, but now you also deceive yourself?" A familiar voice pierced his thoughts, offering a semblance of company in the emptiness. It was the voice of his friend, Langa, who had seen through his pretences, his lies, and his reluctance to fully embrace his abilities.

"No. I choose to have faith in the person I want to become. I will live a normal life like every other mortal, grow stronger, and Ascend to godhood. I will stop at nothing, even if it means stepping over the bodies of other mortals, but I need someone to keep me grounded," he pleaded, desperately clinging to the notion that this illusion of Langa would stand by his side. “You were the first person to see through my facade.”

"What makes you think I would follow you?" Langa's voice was full of disappointment and pain.

"Because you need me. I have seen glimpses of the Spiritual Paths that your future can take. Without me, you will wander, aimlessly racing against those stronger than you,” Liv told him. “Together, we can build a great kingdom, and you can race against whoever you want with the purpose of Ascending to godhood. The two of us will stand side by side in the realm of the divine."

"You are delusional, Liv'Kungsadu. You are demigod. The power inside you will destroy, like it does every single one of your kind." Langa's laughter was cold in his mind. It did not sound like him at all, so this could not be real. "You are just a child filled with anger towards a world that took your mother and forced you to bear the burden of your father's sins. Deep down, you know your mother only loved you because of her Obsession. If she saw the blood on your hands, she too would cast you aside."

"No!" Liv cried out, refusing to accept the fears that threatened to consume him. "She wouldn't forsake me no matter what I did… and Langa would never say such things to me," he protested, desperately clinging to the hope that his mother would still love him.

“I saw a vision of you, my son. You stood under the sun, protected by its shadow, illuminated by its yellow and blue rays. The sun favoured you, and you bloomed a beautiful gold, like the liva flower. The liva does not fear the darkness, it whithers and becomes poison in it, but just a touch of the sun's rays and it blooms with red gold heat again.” Those were the words that he remembered the most from her. He'd heard them when he was but an egg and he held them dear in his heart.

He had only known Langa for a short time, but he knew him to be a good person who would not intentionally hurt him like this. Logically, Liv knew that these were just his fears, and Langa didn’t know about them, so how could he throw them in his face like this? He knew it was his own mind battling against him but it still hurt to hear.

"I don’t want a future that ties me to a demon like you. Continue to suffer the consequences of your sins alone, Liv'Kungsadu." With those words, the illusion of Langa's voice dissipated, leaving Liv alone once again, abandoned by another person, just like his den-brother.

”When we meet again, I will tell you the truth,” Liv swore to the disappearing illusion of his friend.

Alone once more, the darkness engulfed him, as sorrow, pain and fear were slowly replaced by anger. So what if he was abandoned? In the darkness, his karma overflowed, and he could feel the demonic aura inside him starting to accumulate. He felt like a child again, newly born, and the first thing he saw was overflowing darkness as he crawled over his mother's dead body.

Darkness had been his home inside his mavale cell. For years, he was alone, with nothing but his father's grating voice and his turbulent karma to keep him company. Back in those days, whenever his karma overflowed to a point where he could no longer contain it in his weak body, the explosion would be reflected at him by the enchantments on the cell, causing him unimaginable pain. If not for his den-brother, he might have gone fucking insane from the pain alone.

Now, though, just as his stamina and resolve reached their limits, the darkness surrounding him disappeared, and there was light once more. However, the darkness building up inside him intensified as the straight path led him up a mountain. He no longer felt the burn in his feet, even though his scales had long burned away. In the light, he opened his eyes and looked around. He was still surrounded by mountains, but there was no river of lava this time.

Instead, a new illusion blocked his path.

Spread out in front of him, hundreds of Valac demonkin stood in battle formation, led by the former demonkin priestess of The Living Wing. Anger was visible in their collective gazes as they watched him approach. He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it was incredibly obvious that they were upset at Liv.

"Our spirits have not found peace, so we will take your soul as payment for Death to set us free," the priestess said when Liv reached the horde. "Before that, tell us, why did you take our lives, cursed spawn of the devil?"

Their sheer audacity made the demonic aura inside Liv build up even more, fuelled by his tumultuous karma. A laugh drew itself from his lungs, an empty sound devoid of mirth, “Why did I kill you? Because I wanted to," he said. His parched voice came out dry and cold. "It wasn't the reason why I snapped, but surely you haven't forgotten what you all did to me for the ritual."

“The children were-“ the priestess started, but he cut her off.

“Innocent?” Liv laughed again, but there was still only emptiness in his voice. “Was I not a child when you strung me up every auspicious month with my grandmother’s blessing and bled me dry? Was I not innocent because I was the child of the demon god who abandoned you? Was I not innocent because the karma from the demonic aura in my blood could be used to heal your worthless bodies and give you vitality?”

There was silence for a moment as the priestess stared at him, her anger momentarily replaced by uncertainty. But then the anger returned, burning in all of their eyes like the lava that had surrounded him before.

"There were many ways you could have judged us, but you chose the path of blood." The priestess raised her staff, a ball of arcane magic forming at its tip. "You are an unnatural child of darkness that is to be shunned, yet you walk in the light, pretending to be normal."

"I chose the path of blood because that was the only path I learned from you." Liv's eyes narrowed. His fears of who he was were once again projected in front of him. This trial angered him, and the karma rippled inside him, seeking release. "Perhaps I am a monster. But I will no longer be anyone's victim."

War cries rang out in the ranks of the demonkin as their bodies twisted and contorted into hideous forms. In his mind, they were nothing but mere stepping stones to be crushed beneath his heel. So them being here as if they had any right to even stand in his presence infuriated him to no end. Liv glanced down at his trembling hands, he could feel his excessive karma fuelling his mana as it coursed through his unstable mana core. His demonic aura, once stable and controlled, now flickered violently, matching the turbulence within him. The ring that sealed his mana core weakened with every passing moment.

Desperation filled Liv's heart as he realised he could no longer contain the growing tempest within him. His attempts at suppressing the demonic aura would only intensify it, like a volcano ready to erupt. He knew that he needed release—a way to regain control before continuing on the path to power. If he did not release it, the karma would implode inside him.

The priestess stepped back, and her guards, over a hundred demonkin tanks clad in heavy plate mail, rushed to the front, their large shields raised. The priestess and her mages stood at the very back, behind the midrange fighters in the middle, trying to gang up on Liv. Hexes, arrows, and bolts of magic started flying through the air as Liv finally gave himself over to his demonic aura.

He couldn't even see them; all he could feel was the power bursting at the seams of his being. Liv threw his head back and let out an agonising scream. It tore through the mountains as if it were a reflection of his frustrations and anger. The sound was primal, a pained dragon’s roar that unleashed not only his aura but his deepest emotions, the fear long suppressed and now demanding to be heard.

Blood red aura enveloped his entire body, and his Bloodraven sword danced with glee that it was about to feed.

In an instant, the unleashed aura exploded from within Liv, erupting like a bomb. The shockwave ripped through the mountains, engulfing the demonkin tanks in its destructive attack. It ate away at their life force, feeding their spirit energy back to Liv. Their shields were useless, and they died screaming.

Blood propelled him forward into the mess of dead and screaming bodies. Every time his sword slashed through flesh, Liv bathed in ecstasy, craving more blood, his unending path. He slashed through the mages, barely registering any pain as their attacks converged on him.

He had transformed into the hideous abomination his grandmother tried to suppress. What else but a monstrous horror could come from a child carrying the blood of the cursed dragons, the fallen demons, and the divine gods?

So the blue-scaled, purple-eyed, double-horned, and black-winged monster named Liv’Kingsadu stood before the priestess, children huddling behind her in terror.

There was nothing she could do as the demonic aura engulfed her, and all of them as the karma buildup began to overwhelm the monster’s body. Even as he burned his life force to drain theirs, Liv was free. Their ghastly forms let out pained screams as the power that had slayed them when they were still alive disintegrated their tormented souls.

Once the remnants of the blast faded away, Liv stood in the middle of the dissipating smoke, his chest heaving with exertion. Liberation washed over him, as if the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders. The unstable aura that had plagued him moments ago now settled into a calm, steady breath. It was a good thing that it hit him when he was alone, and no actual innocent people were hurt by the explosion. But would he always have to live his life like this? Taking lives in order to regain a semblance of control?

Liv looked around at the desolate landscape as he caught his breath and saw his handiwork. He could feel how pleased his father was to see him use his power. At the moment, it was freeing, but in the aftermath, Liv hated the monster he became. He wanted to be nothing like his father in his heart. He would forge his own path, one that led away from the torment and towards a future of his own making.

He let go of his transformation and returned to his mortal form. He took a step forward, away from the darkness. This was his choice; he would no longer be defined by his past, but by the choices he made in the present. The path to power was not an easy one, but he had walked it, and he would continue to walk it until he reached the end. As he walked over the corpses, in the distance, the orange glow of the rising sun overshadowed everything else. Liv hastily ran towards that horizon. He knew that was his destination, the end of the trial.

When he reached that point, he found that it was not the sun he had seen but a being glowing with orange light.

The figure stood on the horizon in front of him, three heads protruding from her body—those of a fierce bull, a cunning goat, and a majestic lion. Two wings extended from her back, adding to her imposing height, which surpassed even his own. A surge of overwhelming karma emanated from the being, compelling Liv to kneel before her. However, his attribute rose within him, refusing to yield. His attribute reminded him that his Path was not one of subservience; it was a path that demanded reverence.

But Liv knew that this was not the time to assert his dominance, thus suppressing his inner aura, Liv reluctantly sank to the ground, his gaze fixed on the formidable figure before him. Was this an Incarnation? Had he finally reached the end of the trial?

”Do not be afraid, player. I am Nasira, the Sun God's lowest-level constellation. In this lowly Tower of yours, I am the only one of his constellations who possesses low enough karma to act as his pseudo-Incarnation," the three voices spoke in unison.

Liv concealed his surprise. He knew that the Deiwos Clan was relatively young, having only been formed about 10 000 years ago. Nevertheless, the immense amount of karma exuded by even the lowest-ranking constellation of The Sun God exceeded his expectations. It felt only a little lower than what he had felt from the leader of the Deiwos Clan. Her karma forced him to keep his head down. He had a lot of karma himself, he was unsure of the exact value of his total karma since the system never showed it to him, but if she decided to exert even a millimetre of karma pressure on him, he was done for.

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"No matter what protection we give you, you will not survive a trip to his domain. Lower your head and prepare to receive The Sun God's edict," Nasira commanded. "He will not be able to manifest through my body for long."

"I receive it," Liv said, head bowed, his heart racing in anticipation. When she spoke again, it was no longer her, but a voice that resounded throughout the entire landscape.

"I am Amun-Ra, The Sun God, The Neutriarch of Fire, and the god of the sun, light, fire, wind, creation, aura, and nature," the voice declared. "Why have you completed my Trial, child of Aapep?"

Liv raised his head. The eyes of the constellation had turned white, and her entire demeanour had changed. The Sun God had Descended into her body.

"Greetings, Great Neutriarch. I humbly come to you because I want power, and I pray for sanctuary from The Demon Reaper's aura and karma under your sun," Liv said confidently, still on his knees.

"Humbly? I can feel the defiance in your attribute, foolish child. The offspring of the demon god who has inflicted suffering upon my people across countless realms, ravaged the underworld, defied me relentlessly, and stole the life of my beloved Visage seeks my sponsorship?" The Sun God's incredulous voice asked.

The watchful gazes of numerous deities were upon the scene, and Liv also felt his father's anger burn within him. His choice to bow down before his greatest enemy instead of seeking solace from his own father had ignited The Demon Reaper's fury. "I am not just The Demon Reaper's child. I am Zindiphaveskka's child too, your Visage. She told me that you would accept me before she died."

"Before she died?" Bitterness dripped from the god's tone. "You speak as if your existence was not the cause of my beloved Visage's death."

The air around the pseudo-Incarnation heated up, and the anger in The Sun God's karma washed over Liv like the scorching rays of a blue sun in the middle of the hottest day in the multiverse. Those rays pieced deeper into his skin than the lava from the volcanoes had, the wrath in his words striking deeper than the fear and darkness that Liv had barely managed to endure throughout this entire trial. He was already on his knees, yet it felt like he ought to sink into the ground to escape The Sun God's anger. However, his attribute, his willpower and his heart may have allowed him to humble himself for power, but he would not run or cower, not before anyone.

Instead of cowering in fear and begging for mercy, Liv only averted his eyes.

"Impressive," the god said, watching his reaction. "Aapep has always been a mere nuisance at my side for millions of years, striving to usurp my throne and failing every time. He and his agents continuously provoke my Ter Netjer Pantheon. He used his serpentine cunning to stir up tensions between Set and Osiris using Nephthys' indiscretions. That is an unending cycle, though…. One of the only few times he ever struck a blow that landed was when he severed my connection to Zindiphaveskka. I loved that child, and he seduced her with deceitful whispers of love and family, knowing that she was Obsessed with finding that. He cut her off from me, and she died alone, giving you life. What makes you think I want any association with you, the one who took my dear child from me?"

Liv knew that the bond between a god and a Visage was said to be the greatest bond in all of existence, surpassing any other existing bond, whether between parent and child, siblings, family, or friends. So he knew that this god had truly cared for his mother.

He gritted his teeth, "I'm not asking you to love me or take responsibility for me. If you won't show me grace as the child of your Visage, then use me against my father. He took someone precious from you, so take something from him too. I am his only living trueborn mortal son, and he has many plans for me. The loss will hurt him," Liv pleaded. He could feel his father's wrath taking root inside of him, and he held it down.

The Sun God's laughter filled the air, sending shivers down Liv's spine. "Truly, you are your father's child. A cunning demon. Very well, Liv'Kungsadu, what is it that you seek?"

"All I want is power and control. That is the only path I am willing to take," Liv stated confidently.

"That is not a lie, but it is not the truth either. Perhaps you are not ready to admit what you truly want," the god murmured thoughtfully. "Liv'Kungsadu—your grandmother must have hated you to give you such a pitiful name—the flower of the sun and the cursed spawn of the devil. Which of the two do you wish to be? Demon or dragon, what lies within you?"

"I am both, and I am neither," Liv said. "Like the dragonkin, I am Obsessed, and I want to rule over others, to exert dominion over them. But like the demonkin, I want to underhandedly destroy my enemies and bring them to their knees before me. I am a demigod cursed with power too immense for my mortal body to bear. I want to create a new path for demigods like me—one where we are not tied to our godly parents for karma stability. Please, Sun God, lend me your divine power."

"You are a conceited child. The infinite multiverse has existed for 27 trillion years since The First Divine Summit, and you believe you can change the cursed path of demigods?" The Sun God's gaze bore into Liv, assessing his sincerity.

"I will rise above the norm. Millions of years from today, mortals will praise me for changing the multiverse. The Unrivalled will add my accomplishments to her Relgte, and to the system, the law of the multiverse itself, just like she did for all The Neutriarchs. My name, Liv'Kungsadu, will be remembered among the greatest of the multiverse," Liv declared unflinching.

After a moment of silence, The Sun God spoke once again. "Your words hold conviction, Liv'Kungsadu," he said, his voice carrying both interest and curiosity. "Along with Aapep's conceit, cunning, and arrogance, you possess the fire of ambition and the strength of conviction, just like Zindiphaveskka. Very well, I shall accept you but heed my warning, my power will not be able to completely temper Aapep's demonic aura and the godly karma inside you. That is a strength you will have to find by yourself, you must choose what anchors you to your mortality. All I can do is suppress it with my essence."

Liv's heart swelled with a mixture of relief and gratitude. He had expected to be rejected by his mother's god, but The Sun God seemed to have taken a liking to him. Bowing his head once more, Liv replied, "I understand, Lord Amun-Ra. Thank you."

A powerful burst of energy coursed through Liv's veins, his body trembling as the Sun God's divine essence merged with his mortal form. Nasira's body shook as The Sun God's presence grew stronger within her.

"You shall be my vessel, Liv'Kungsadu," the Sun God declared. "Carry my power and wield it wisely. Your path shall not be an easy one, but I can see that you have the potential to overcome it. Since you chose to defy your father, you need to find an anchor that you trust to help you control your karma, mana and aura expenditure, and it has to be someone strong enough to take you down when you lose control. "

"I don't trust anyone," Liv said. He had sought power his whole life, but now that he had it, he needed to give some of the control of it to someone else. He hated that. Granted, he would not have needed to follow that path if he had just given control to his father.

"And yet you have already Chosen someone," The Sun God said. "Just remember, you must show your Chosen your true soul if he is to be able to keep you anchored to your mortality."

On the first day of the tutorial, Liv had not been planning to leave the safe zone when he'd reached it, but something kept nagging in the back of his mind, that if he did not go out there, he would lose something important to his future. His instincts had screamed at him to go back to the red zone, and that was where he had found Langa and saved his life.

Liv knew that he had chosen his anchor somewhat impulsively because Langa was the first person to see through his pretence. He knew that the person to stand at his right hand, the person to whom he would willingly give power over himself, should be chosen with more care and selection, but he was a demigod, and instinct won over reason every time. He had seen glimpses of Langa's possible Paths with his attribute, and while he was not in every single one of them, the Paths where Langa and Liv worked together showed him the most stable version of himself. According to his attribute, Spiritual Paths, Langa following him would be good for Liv's growth and development.

"The real question is whether following you would be good for him," The Sun God told him.

Liv jolted. He had not thought about that. "It doesn't matter, all that matters is that he is the one I Chose."

"Then you better hope that he agrees to follow you and that you both pass the Soul's Trial of Trust. Now that my time is almost up, let us proceed with the contract," he said, his eyes flickering between black and white as his power grew.

[The Sun God, Amun-Ra has proposed a Sponsorship Contract for you.

Contract Type: Avatar

For more information on the rules and regulations for Avatars, as well as the specifics of this type of sponsorship contract, please read The Relgte of The Unrivalled Tower Master Scroll 4: Chapter 5

Time Limit: 13 minutes]

Liv did not need to read up on the details of sponsorships. This was even better than he had hoped. He had been praying for Disciple, but to think he got an offer to be the Avatar of a Neutriarch!

"I accept!" he said immediately.

[Congratulations! You are now The Avatar of The Sun God.

+1000 Karma

+1 Resurrection Stone

+1 Divine Skill (Solar Constructs)

+ 1 Blessing

+1 Relgte of The Sun God

+1 Class Change]

[You have gained a new Faith Level]

[Current Faith Levels:

Aapep, The True Deathbringer of The Demon Reaper: Blessed One Level -3

Amun-Ra, The Sun God, Neutriarch of Fire: Avatar Level 1]

[As an Avatar, you are a representative of your patron deity, and must always act in a way that shows the glory and splendour of your deity.

You are entitled to:

+The right to participate in any divine wars for the Ter Netjer Pantheon from Tier 3 (level 30) and above.

+ Maximum of 1 divine skill every odd tier, 1 active skill every even tier, and 2 total passive skills from your patron deity from Tier 0 up to Tier 10 (level 100).

+ 1 resurrection stone with a maximum of (4) respawns per Floor.

Restrictions:

-5% of all karma earned will automatically be given to the patron deity. This amount of karma will be already deducted by the time you receive system announcements of karma earned.

-1 worthy offering must be made to your patron deity to strengthen your faith at every Tier.

-You are forbidden from learning ANY divine skills from other deities without prior approval from your patron deity.]

[You have been granted the protection of the Divine Shroud of The Sun God. Those who wish to see your details with the system scan or other identifying abilities will be unable to do so unless you permit them. This Shroud is only effective against mortals bound to deities ranked lower than your patron deity.]

[Legendary Achievement! You are the first player in all of the 1773 Deiwos Towers to receive sponsorship from a Neutriarch God!

+2 565 Karma]

[Legendary Achievement! By binding to a Neutriarch God, you have brought the Deiwos Clan into the sights of the rest of the Neutriarchs! The Reputation of The Deiwos Clan has grown!

+?????????? Karma to all the gods of The Deiwos Clan.

+???????? Karma to all the constellations of The Deiwos Clan.]

[For your Legendary Achievement and your contribution to the growth of the Deiwos Clan, The Red Flaming Blade of Menika has given you a (10 000) Karma Voucher to spend on any item in The Deiwos Tower Karma Store.]

[For your Legendary Achievement, a system announcement will be broadcast to all the mortals in every Deiwos Tower. Would you like to change your announced name to a pseudonym or a title?]

Liv smiled with satisfaction. He had a Legendary Achievement, not just in this Tower, but in all the Towers of The Deiwos Clan!

"I want my name, Liv'Kungsadu, to be known throughout all the Deiwos Towers," he said without hesitation. His karma would be increasing either way soon, as well as his renown. If the system allowed The Flaming Blade to give him a karma voucher worth that much, that meant that his achievement had really elevated the Deiwos Clan. If he had been at a higher level, he would probably have received more karma, but there was a cap per Tier on the amount of karma that could be received at once. And of course, the system did not let him get that karma directly, but as a voucher instead. Well, he would have to buy himself something nice then.

[The Sun God would like to change your class to 'Solar Paladin'. Accept: Y/N?]

[You have chosen the class: Solar Paladin

+2 STR, +3 VIT, +2 Special Stat: AURA

This is a Rare Class. At Tier 1, on every level up, you receive +2 STR, +3 VIT, +2 Special Stat: AURA, and 3 free attribute points.

This class is upgradeable at Tier 10.]

[Class Name: Solar Paladin

Rank: Rare

Description:

The Solar Paladin is a crusader of The Sun God, who serves as a frontline warrior, proficient in taking damage, martial arts, and divine magic. They embody the characteristics of dusk and dawn, with an aura that inspires allies and intimidates enemies. They gain the special stat: Endurance, that boosts their stamina and aura. If the player already has this special stat, they gain +1 to it.

Restrictions: Only those Chosen by The Sun God, Must possess the Special Stat: Aura.]

[Along with following the laws set by The Relgte of The Sun God, as a Paladin, there are (5) Divine Commandments that you must strictly adhere to. Failure to follow The Sun God's Divine Commandments will result in severe penalties.

Ray of Sunshine: All paladins of the Sun God must be perceived as warm protectors of justice, their presence must invoke trust from the innocent. The paladin must be publicly observed to follow the path of honour, honesty, courage, and compassion for the weak.

Beacon of Light: All paladins of the Sun God must maintain a Neutral to Positive alignment. Failure to do so means no divine skills may be accessed at negative or voident alignments until neutral alignment is once again reached.

Radiance: All paladins of the Sun God must always stand in the limelight, prominent in their achievements, and their deeds must be widely known throughout the Towers and the multiverse as a whole in order to bring glory to The Sun God.

Dawnbringer: All paladins of the Sun God must be perceived as foes of dark forces. They must constantly be seen to fight against corruption and bring about healing and restorative light.

Dusk Concealed: All paladins of The Sun God must know that the brighter the sun, the longer the shadows. All activities performed by the paladin that go against The Principles of The Sun God must be hidden in the shadows of the sun. If these dark deeds are revealed to the public, the paladin’s faith level will decrease, and their access to the divine skills of The Sun God will be limited.]

Following those commandments was going to be very hard for Liv, but he was grateful that the rules clearly stated that he did not have to be a good person with a good heart, he just needed to pretend he was. He could do that. He had been doing it his entire life.

"My Descent is coming to an end; I have given you everything I can at your Tier," The Sun God said.

Liv put his hands together and bowed his head gratefully. He could no longer hear his father's voice in his mind now, thanks to the Blessing of the Sun God. "Thank you, Lord Amun-Ra," he said. This was the only being worthy of being his master, and the only being in existence that he would bow down to. "I will not disappoint you."

"Very well, child of my beloved child. Prove your worth to me. Prove that your light will shine brighter than any other demigod and that you will not burn out rapidly. Prove to me that you are worthy of your desire to have your name read in the same sentence as The Neutriarchs," The Sun God said. "Build your foundation, child."

[The Neutriarch of Fire, The Sun God, would like to offer you a quest. Accept: Y/N?]

"Accept!" Liv said without hesitation.

Prove Your Worth: Quest (1)

Quest Rank: S

Any leader worth his name must build his own organisation. In order to begin your leadership journey, The Sun God would like to see what kind of leader you wish to be. Lead a party of capable players to slay the 1st Floor Boss: Funduvas the Cleaver and obtain her treasure. Quest Objectives:

-Clear the Gate

-Kill the Maestril Gatekeeper

-Obtain her treasure

Time Limit: 26 days Optional Quest Objective: Complete the Soul Trial of Trust Quest Limitations:

Level Restriction: Min 11, Max 13

Minimum Party Members: 4

Maximum Party Members: 6

Cautions: All party members must not belong to any guild. Quest Rewards:

-??? EXP

- Title (Rank dependent on contribution)

- Guild Creation Token

-??? Karma

-??? Renown

-??? Faith

Failure Penalty:

This quest cannot be repeated

Loss of The Sun God's favour

"I gave you my Relgte for a reason; read it and understand what I expect of you as my Avatar. I am not a forgiving god. I can see how strong your will is and how defiant your attribute is, but I expect respect and subservience from you. Follow my laws, child of Aapep, and do not stray from the straight path," The Sun God said before he and Nasira's body disappeared.

Liv rose from his knees, his heart filled with purpose. Slaying the Floor Boss of the First Floor was always optional for players, unlike the other Floors that had Floor Bosses. After a Floor Boss was killed, it took 13 days for a new maestril to rise to the same rank. Slaying a Floor Boss was the only way to obtain a guild creation token. Liv knew that he had to form a party and slay the maestril as soon as possible before anyone from his tutorial batch did it first. He wanted to be the first person in his tutorial batch to form a guild.

Together with the one that he Chose to stand by his side, Liv was determined to carve a legacy that would forever change the multiverse.