Limitless Ascension:The System Chosen

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The air grew colder the deeper they went.

Torches flickered along the Dungeon's stone walls, casting dancing shadows on the faces of Orario's strongest adventurers. Their steps echoed through the narrow stairwells, boots steady, nerves taut. The deeper floors had always been treacherous—but now, something else crept beneath the surface.

Ethan walked near the front, flanked by Finn and Riveria, his eyes scanning every corner. Lili followed just behind, her crossbow loaded, her body tense. She wasn't used to this many high-level adventurers gathered in one place—each one capable of wiping out entire squads solo.

He wasn't either.

"Feels heavier down here," Gareth muttered from behind, his massive axe resting on his shoulder. "Almost like the air's soaked in mana."

Riveria narrowed her eyes. "It's not just mana. It's wild. Chaotic. This isn't the Dungeon as we know it. It's evolving."

They reached the edge of the 22nd floor, where the expedition would split into scouting parties. Each group had a role—to investigate, to fight, to survive.

Ethan's team included:Finn, leader of Loki Familia. Calm and razor-sharp.Riveria, the elf archmage whose power few could match.Aisha Belka, a warrior with unmatched brute strength and cunning.Lili, acting as support and logistics.Ethan, not the strongest… but the only one who had felt that strange pressure first-hand.They moved through winding corridors. The usual monsters—Ligerfangs, Skull Sheep, Poison Lizards—were nowhere to be seen.

What replaced them… was unnatural.

The First Encounter

It began with a stench.

Rot and sulfur, thick and cloying.

Then came the growling.

A twisted howl echoed through the corridor, followed by something that looked like a War Shadow—but it was wrong. Its limbs were longer, bones exposed through skin that pulsed unnaturally. Its eyes glowed crimson, dripping with black ichor.

Three more followed.

Riveria stepped forward. "Not natural. Not summoned. These are corrupted."

Finn didn't hesitate. "Engage."

Ethan lunged forward with practiced footwork, slashing through the closest one with his twin blades. The creature shrieked, but didn't fall. Its severed arm reformed—flesh bubbling, bones snapping back in place.

"What the hell—?" Ethan muttered.

"Magic!" Riveria shouted. "Cover me!"

While Ethan and Aisha held the line, Riveria began chanting.

"Elrant Ar Flame—"

A mutated beast charged toward Lili—who aimed and fired a bolt straight into its eye. The beast screeched, staggering—just as Ethan cleaved through its neck, severing it cleanly this time.

Then came Riveria's spell.

"—FLARE BIND!"

A massive burst of fire erupted, consuming two of the beasts, the magic binding them in chains of flame. They howled and writhed before finally collapsing into ash.

The last beast tried to flee—but Aisha hurled her axe, splitting it in half with brutal precision.

Silence returned.

But the tension remained.

"These monsters regenerate," Ethan muttered, breathing hard. "That's not normal."

"No," Riveria said. "This is a curse. Something is warping the Dungeon's very essence."

Lili knelt beside the ashes. "Even their drops are strange. They don't turn into crystals. Just… this."

She held up a piece of bone. It pulsed faintly with dark energy.

Finn frowned. "Take it. We'll let the Guild analyze it."

Moving Deeper

After the encounter, the group moved with heightened awareness. Ethan found his instincts sharper than ever. Every flicker of shadow, every breath of wind—it all felt like a warning.

But they weren't the only ones fighting.

From a distance, they heard other parties battling—clashes of steel, roars of magic, explosions echoing through the stone.

Riveria tapped her earring. "Unit two—status?"

"Three mutated ogres," came the voice. "Defeated. Minimal injuries."

She turned to Finn. "So far, we're holding."

Finn nodded. "Let's not get cocky. These things are testing us. It's like they're learning."

Ethan tightened his grip on his blade.

That feeling was back—that same sensation from when he first encountered the mutant Minotaur.

Not fear.

Something else.

Recognition.

Echoes in the Dark

As they descended further, they found signs of combat—scorched stone, bloodstains, broken weapons. The deeper regions were growing unstable.

"Over here!" Lili called out, pointing toward a wide cavern.

The group entered cautiously.

In the center of the chamber was a mound of monster corpses.

Dozens of them—Ligerfangs, Orcs, Killer Ants—stacked unnaturally, their bodies mutilated, their eyes gouged out.

Ethan felt something crawl down his spine.

"…This wasn't a battle," Aisha muttered.

"No," Riveria said coldly. "It was a warning."

Finn's eyes narrowed. "Or a message."

A low growl echoed from beyond the tunnel ahead.

Then another.

Dozens.

Dozens of growls.

Red eyes lit the darkness like dying embers.

Ethan stepped forward.

The air felt wrong again.

Familiar.

Like something was watching.

And waiting.

"…Get ready," Finn said, drawing his spear. "This isn't over."

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