In the brilliant white capital of Valorica, [High-King] Arthur Pendrakon was currently discussing one of the most important decisions he could make, whether to summon [Heroes] to deal with the new High-Adamantine Dungeon that had been reported in the western waste, One of the [Bishops] from the Church of Mechkron “My Liege if we are to summon [Heroes] than I believe one from a Technological World trapped by War would be ideal for destroying the dungeon, they would already have the training, and if they bring along any advance weaponry we can have our [Artificers] reverse engineer them to strengthen our nation!” Another one this time from the Church of the Light and Flame proposed a different option, “I suggest we summon elemental heroes from the Plane of Light and the Plane of Fire, with their class, we can use their dependence on their element to force them to follow, then we can return them to their Elemental Plane.”

The third [Bishop] from the Holy Order proposed another option, “Your majesty I ask that we summon teenagers, around twelve to fifteen summers old, we can indoctrinate them, ensuring their loyalty to the Church and kingdom, as for the world I propose a mana-starved world so that we may be able to teach them, and potentially undermine them if they attempt to rebel.” Each of the [Bishops] had provided good points but Arthur immediately dismissed the Holy Order’s proposal, he wouldn’t rip innocent children away from their families and the previous [High-King] had nearly been overthrown by [Heroes] of that type.

Elementals were known to be problematic when summoned and there was no guarantee that they would survive a day on the Mortal Plane, so they were out of the question. The Church of Mechkron had the most sound idea, it provided a way to ensure that Arthur considered semi-moral, and the technology they would bring could help gain an edge over the Endless Empire or the Khanate.

Suddenly a [Messenger] burst through the door, he was a thin scrawny man with white hair and brilliant blue eyes, they sprinted up to Arthur, “State your name, class, and reason for being here.” “My liege”, said the messenger “I swear upon Class, Skills, and Levels that my name is Orthon Waxon, my class is [Messenger], and I come bearing a guild report from the Eastern Razorclaw Mountains, may I share it?” Arthur was surprised that he had used an Oath to authenticate himself as a messenger but it was helpful since an Oath if broken would strip the user of their Class, Skills, and levels, “Speak Orthon, what message do you bear?” The [Messenger] shared a system message and three screens that immediately shocked him,

[Raid Boss Identified, Species: Purple Worm, Name: Barukan the Endless Devourer, Class: Greater Absolute Vemonous Devourer (Mythic), WARNING LOW-OBDURIUM RANKED THREAT DETECTED!

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[Boss Identified, Species: Blood Reaver Mantis, Name: The Twin of Chaos, Pluto, Class: Bloodly Wrathful Reaver (Legendary), WARNING MID-ADAMANTINE RANKED THREAT DETECTED!]

[Boss Identified, Species: Blood Reaver Mantis, Name: The Twin of Chaos, Hades, Class: Bloody Deathless Reaver (Legendary), WARNING MID-ADAMANTINE RANKED THREAT DETECTED!]

[Hello your Majesty, my name is Johnathan Wington, and I was part of a party sent by the Endless Empire to subjugate a newfound Dungeon, now dubbed the Crypt of the Forsaken, however, we found that we were outmatched, we initially believed the Dungeon to be High-Orichalcum, however on each of our delves we discovered that dungeon bosses are at the lowest, Mid-Adamantine threats, and the highest, Low-Obdurium, we were forced to change the threat level to Peak-Adamantine. We have secured permission from the Endless Emperor to propose joint custody of the dungeon town, as it borders both our nations we hoped for your help in subjugating it.

Best Regards - The Endless Empire]

A Peak-Adamantine ranked dungeon, which was a grave threat in the best of times, with a Low-Obdurium ranked Raid-Boss, it was no wonder that they had asked for help, the last time a dungeon of that rank was found, it had led to the Great Cataclysm, a disaster that had created the Western Waste, and with a High-Adamantine and a Peak-Adamantine dungeon appearing so soon, they to summon the [Heroes] soon.

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Yvonne was itching to go into the dungeon but it was too risky since the Guild had recently changed the Crypt of the Forsaken to Peak-Adamantine. She also knew that it had been two weeks since the Guilf had hired the [Messenger] Orthon Waxon. He was a well-known figure in the Endless Empire, known for being quick, reliable, and most importantly having connections with most nobility in all of the three Great Powers which were the Endless Empire, Valorica, and the Khanate. Combined with being relatively unknown to even the Kings and Emperors of the three Great Powers, well they had probably discovered something that could destroy them or something that could help them seize power, the next few months would be a doozy.

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Mayor Callum Yorgen was terrified over the fate of the burgeoning town that he had control over, they had gotten so far over the last month and a half. They had paved stone roads, and large homes for a hundred civilians that lived here, they had received enough seeds and grain from the Empire to facilitate a vast range of crops for the next few years, and since they were next to a Dungeon it would provide a large array of goods, from gemstones, to monster parts, to even rare foods. By all means, Callum should have been happy to be assigned to such a goldmine, but he couldn’t help but feel a looming shadow over him, the vast mountain that loomed over them held the dungeon, how long before monsters rushed out of its depths, how long before he would be force to watch as his life burned? He was determined to ensure that no matter what this town would prosper, and that of the dungeon attacked, that he would be the one to ensure that his citizens escaped. He was entrusted with the fate of this town, so he would do an amazing job with it. Today would be the start of his efforts.

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His greatest fear would be proven true as lightning rained from the sky.