Descent into the Negative Floor
Audi opened his eyes to a place unlike any he had seen before. Shadows stretched unnaturally, twisting and shifting like living entities. The air was thick with a cold, oppressive energy that gnawed at his undead flesh. Before him stood five towering statues, each sculpted from dark obsidian, their forms imposing and almost lifelike. As he stepped forward, the statues' eyes flickered with eerie light, and one by one, they spoke.
"I am the Gravewalker Courier."
"I traverse the forsaken lands, delivering messages and packages through perilous undead-infested zones. I cannot be harmed as others can, for my nature renders me immune to the grasp of the fallen."
"I am the Necro-Butcher."
"A craftsman of the dead. I carve through corpses to harvest the most valuable parts—bones, sinew, and flesh—for alchemy, necromancy, or trade in the darkest markets."
"I am the Plague Knight."
"A harbinger of controlled affliction. I wield diseases as weapons, spreading decay to enemies while fortifying my allies against the same fate."
"I am the Corpse Forger."
"From the remains of the fallen, I craft unholy weapons and armor. The dead are my resources, their bones my metal, their tendons my wire."
"I am the Ghoul Tamer."
"Master of the lesser undead, I bend mindless creatures to my will, forging an army of tireless minions."
Audi listened, weighing his options. Each choice offered its own power, its own path—but before he could decide, the ground trembled. A new statue rose from the depths of the darkened chamber, its presence overwhelming, its form darker than the void itself. When it spoke, its voice resonated through the very fabric of the Negative Floor.
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"I am the Deathbound Ascendant."
"I defy stagnation. Unlike others who wither and rot, I consume and evolve. I devour the strong and the weak alike, taking their essence, their skills, their knowledge. There is no limit to my growth, no end to my ascent."
Audi’s undead heart pulsed with something close to excitement. The words called to him, promising limitless power. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and placed his hand on the dark statue.
Job Acquired: Deathbound Ascendant
Key Traits:
Infinite Growth – No level cap. Gains experience through existence itself. Skill Assimilation – Absorbs abilities from any defeated foe—human, beast, or divine. Job Mastery – Can merge all job classes, evolving into higher forms. Undying Evolution – Death is only a stepping stone; each defeat fuels a greater resurrection.
Final Evolution Possibilities:
Necrotic Overlord – Commander of the dead, ruling with absolute dominion. Plagueborn Saint – The fusion of life and death, an immortal anomaly. Primordial Devourer – A force beyond comprehension, consuming all in its path.
A whisper echoed through the chamber, soft yet heavy with meaning.
“If you wish to unlock the true potential of this job, seek out Hel. Descend to Floor 90. There, within the corpse of a fallen Deathbound Ascendant, the answers await.”
Audi's stomach rumbled. He clutched his bag, pulling it open—only two steaks remained. A grimace crossed his undead face.
"I'm hungry…" he muttered, his voice hollow yet laced with frustration. "How do I even get out of this place?"
His first problem wasn’t strength, nor was it survival. It was food. If he wanted to keep moving forward, he needed to return to the Greatness Floor. Higher floors meant better food, and without sustenance, even an undead like him would struggle.
With a sigh, Audi turned his gaze toward the abyss below. The path forward was set. Now, he just had to survive the descent.
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