With Leon's increasing fame and popularity, a darker side of human nature began to surface—jealousy and resentment.

As much as people admired his courage, resourcefulness, kindness, and luck, there were always those who couldn't stand to see someone else succeed where they might have failed.

The whispers of doubt started small, but they grew louder with each passing day.

"Sure, he's clever, but he's not invincible." a skeptic posted on a forum, the comment quickly gaining traction. "What happens when he faces someone just as smart but far more ruthless?"

"Leon’s been lucky so far, but that luck won’t hold forever." another critic tweeted, the sentiment echoed by many.

"He’s in a cruel world where people will do anything to survive. How long before he has to make the ultimate choice?"

The question that began to haunt the discussions wasn’t about Leon’s ability to survive the monsters or navigate the dangers of the dungeon.

It was something more sinister—something that cut to the core of one's humanity.

"But does he have the will to do what’s necessary when the time comes? Can he kill another person if it means saving his own life?"

It was a question that resonated deeply with those watching.

For all of Leon’s admirable qualities, there was an undeniable truth about the world he was in—a world where kindness could be a weakness, and empathy could get you killed.

"He's shown he can survive against monsters." a viewer commented during a heated online debate.

"But what about other adventurers? When push comes to shove, does he have it in him to take a life?"

The thought lingered to all.

Yes, he had outsmarted and outmaneuvered his enemies.

Yes, he had shown bravery in the face of overwhelming odds.

But doubts spread, the question hanging in the air: Could Leon kill if he had to?

It wasn’t long before that burning question was answered.

The moment that would define Leon's true nature, the one everyone had been anticipating, finally arrived.

And it came with Earth’s first introduction to another species outside of their own—the gnome.

The small girl, Lila, caught the hearts of many the instant she appeared on the screen.

She was tiny, vulnerable, and in desperate need of protection.

The world collectively held its breath, their focus glued to the broadcast.

Could Leon protect her? Would he be willing to kill to save both their lives?

This was it—the very moment when his humanity was on the line. And as the scene unfolded, the answer became shockingly clear.

Silence fell over the world as people watched, mouths agape, hearts pounding. Everything happened so quickly. There was no hesitation, no nerves. Leon had already acted.

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Using his newly upgraded skill, Summon Slime of Shapeshifting, for the first time, Leon showcased its deadly effectiveness.

The mage, positioned at the back of the hostile group, was the first to fall. A slime, hidden and waiting above, struck with precision, impaling the mage before he even knew what hit him.

The rogue and the warrior soon followed, their deaths swift and brutal.

The warrior had no chance to react before a slime latched onto his face, suffocating him by blocking his respiratory passages.

Leon’s slime forced its way into his body, filling every crevice with its gelatinous mass, causing the man to choke and writhe in agony before finally succumbing.

The scene was beyond anything anyone had expected. It was raw, visceral, and terrifying.

The sheer brutality of Leon’s actions left many viewers in shock.

Some couldn’t bear to watch—vomiting, crying, or shivering as they witnessed the horror unfold.

This was the moment when the world realized that Leon had what it took to go beyond his humanity.

The doubts, the mocking, the skepticism—all of it vanished in an instant.

The internet, once flooded with naysayers who doubted his resolve, fell silent.

Leon had proven himself in the most brutal way imaginable.

At that moment, everyone knew—Leon was the right choice, the champion who would represent Earth.

He had the strategic mind to operate under immense pressure, the compassion to protect the innocent, the courage to face monsters head-on, and, most importantly, the willingness to do whatever it took to eliminate any threat to his life—and, by extension, humanity’s survival.

Leon wasn’t just a player in this game; he was a true champion, worthy of representing Earth in the fight for its future.

Days turned into weeks as the world continued to follow Leon’s every move with bated breath.

The broadcast had become a global phenomenon, captivating billions as they watched his harrowing journey unfold.

But nothing had gripped the world more than his recent encounter with Ragnok.

The footage of their brutal confrontation played on an endless loop, analyzed and dissected by experts, fans, and critics alike.

They marveled at how Leon's slime had managed to save his life in the most unfathomable way.

The way it reattached his severed arm, the way it absorbed the healing potions, and how it acted with a consciousness all its own... It was nothing short of miraculous.

One popular gaming podcast had dedicated an entire episode to the confrontation.

The hosts, a mix of seasoned gamers and analysts, were deep in discussion.

“So, let’s talk about Ragnok,” one of the hosts, a veteran gamer known for his in-depth analysis of RPG mechanics, began. “All of his skills match the theme of a bull—Bull Charge, Bullhorn Throw, and the last skill he had shown, Minotaur's Mighty Cleave. It’s not just thematic, it’s a reflection of his character.”

“Yeah, exactly.” another host chimed in. “Think about it—Ragnok is like a bull in every sense. He’s relentless, powerful, and almost unstoppable when he’s charging at his target. The way he uses his skills... it’s not just about brute force, it’s about embodying that unstoppable, primal rage.”

“You could see it in his temperament too.” a third host added. “He’s single-minded, stubborn, and doesn’t back down, no matter what. That’s why he waited for Leon for so long, even when the others gave up. It’s like he’s driven by this primal need to dominate, to crush anything in his way.”

“It’s fascinating, really.” the first host continued. “Ragnok’s skills aren’t just random abilities—they’re a perfect match for his personality. The Bull Charge, for instance, isn’t just a speed boost; it’s a representation of how he attacks life head-on, without hesitation. And the Bullhorn Throw? That’s his way of asserting dominance, of throwing his power out there for everyone to see.”

“And then there’s the Minotaur's Mighty Cleave.” the second host said, his tone dropping to a more serious note. “That move is pure destruction. It’s the culmination of all that power, all that rage, focused into one deadly blow. It’s no wonder Leon was barely able to survive it. The fact that he did... it’s a testament to his luck.”

“Luck or not.” the third host interjected, “Leon’s slime quick action saved him. But let’s not forget, he’s lying in bed right now, unconscious. It just shows how close to death he really was.”

The discussion faded out as the scene shifted back to Leon, still lying unconscious in bed.

The world had watched as Leon, after surviving the unimaginable, succumbed to his injuries and exhaustion.

He had lost consciousness, collapsing at the feet of the woman who had saved him from Ragnok’s final blow.

Leon was lying in bed somewhere, his face pale and still, his body bandaged and at rest. The room around him was dimly lit, the atmosphere calm.

The world watched in silence, waiting for what would come next.