In a world where monsters pour through dimensional rifts and hunters are humanity’s last hope, Kael was just another weak scavenger—until the dungeon that should’ve killed him... gave him power.

Left for dead. Betrayed by his own guild. Revived by a System born from the shadows.

Now, Kael doesn’t hunt monsters. He controls them.

With undead guardians at his command and a growing army of souls, Kael will climb through the ranks, infiltrate the corrupt guilds, and face the secret overlords ruling the portals—those known only as the System Lords.

They thought he was dead.
They were right… but something else came back.

Old hunters lit fires in alleys, passing news beneath their breath.


A silent rebellion had begun—not with weapons, but with truth.


Kael's message had reached places no guild dared look—among orphans, rogue mercenaries, and retired hunters. Places the Dragoon Guild no longer controlled.


A nurse, dismissed years ago for testifying against guild cruelty, opened her tablet and found the encrypted video Kael had released.


But because someone had finally stood up.


📍 Kael – Abandoned Station, Zone 5


Multiple guilds were denying the kill orders. The Dragoon Guild had issued a city-wide curfew.


> [Civil Sentiment: 68% Support / 24% Fear / 8% Unknown]


[Status: Rising Icon – Tier D Renegade]


[Hidden System Message: "You have become the symbol of disruption."]


📍 Myrla – Watching the Broadcast from a Church Ruin


Stronger. Sharper. Something broken had reformed as steel.


"I was right," she whispered. "You're not just alive… You're leading something."


A voice came through—a hunter she once trusted, long thought dead.


"Myrla. I want in. If Kael's building a war, I'll join."


"Then meet me at the ruins of Gatepost 4.


"We've lost twenty-five percent of hunter compliance across the eastern sectors."


"Even sponsored guilds are questioning us!"


Elrik's hands trembled as he gripped the edge of the table.


Objective: Deploy Class Lords to track and eliminate Kael Virek


📍 Elsewhere – Dimensional Rift Core


In the deepest part of the city, within a rift no one dared enter, a throne of bone stirred.


A voice—ancient, layered, and inhuman—spoke.


An armored being opened his six burning eyes.


"No," said the voice. "Not yet. Let the Arcontes watch. Let the seeds grow."


📍 Kael – Alley Beneath the Guild Gates


He crouched beside a sleeping orphan, placing a food pouch gently by her side.


Behind him, shadows moved—his servants.


And farther behind… allies were coming.


Chapter 9 - The Silent Rebellion