In a losing war, Alex Liefield, known only in whispers as Deathwhisper, dies a legend and awakens a mystery. Once a royal assassin forged through relentless suffering and a father's impossible promise, Alex wakes in a new world—alone, wounded, but alive.
But this is no ordinary world.
Here, a System governs strength, levels, and power. As Alex begins to uncover its secrets, he realizes that his past was only preparation for what lies ahead. Each kill strengthens him. Each moment of pain sharpens his edge. With instinct honed through years of brutal training, he cuts a bloody path through creatures and men alike, slowly climbing toward power.
Yet this story is more than just about a system.
It is about pain, the kind that carves scars into your soul. It’s about courage, the kind that makes you fight monsters even when you know you’ll lose. It’s about death, both suffered and delivered. It is about evolving character. The man who has always been alone all his life will know the value of bonds. He will know the good that is left in the world.
But above all—
It is about power.
The power to break chains. The power to challenge fate. The power to stand before monsters—both in the shadows and wearing crowns—and say, “Kneel.”
Alex will soon realize that the enemies he faces are more than beasts and humans. They are forces that shape the world. Gods. And to survive, he will gather a force unlike any before—though he knows the final enemy may be beyond even his reach.
But he will fight.
Because even if he can't win… he refuses to lose.

The first chamber was deceptively quiet. A rectangular space littered with decaying crates.


Shadow Creepers. Four-legged, low-bodied creatures with glistening black carapace and venomous barbs.


Before Alex could speak, Raven was already moving—his sword slicing through two creepers in a clean horizontal arc.


The remaining creepers twitched, confused. One lunged forward—


Only to be impaled from behind. Silent. Clean.


They cleared the room without a scratch.


"Easy peasy" Raven grinned while Alex moved forward silently.


Roots veined the walls, pulsing with dim red light.


Raven glanced at him. "Alright, serious question—why are you even in this dungeon? It's not exactly a walk in the park for someone stuck at the level cap."


Alex exhaled slowly. "I hit Level 10. Then it stopped. No experience. No updates. I came here for answers."


"You—wait—" He bent over, holding his side. "You really thought you could just keep grinding? Man, you really are new here."


Alex gave him a deadpan look. "Is that so strange?"


"It's not strange. It's dumb." Raven smirked. "You hit Level 10, the system locks. You don't level until you get a Class."


Alex's eyes narrowed. "And how do you get one?"


"You get a Main Quest—assigned by the system itself. It's not random. It's personal. Based on your life, your impact, your path. Something meaningful."


Alex considered that. "And if you never get a quest?"


Raven shrugged. "Then you're stuck at Level 10 forever. Happens all the time to common folks. And You my friend does not look common to me. So do not rush, you will get one soon."


Alex was about to reply—when suddenly, a familiar chime echoed in his mind.


System Notification: Main Quest Detected


[Analyzing Host Behavior, Impact, History…]


[Quest Assigned – Kill One of Thorne's Fang]


[Quest Description: The balance of power is controlled through fear. Break it. Kill one of the Fangs.


Warning: Failure to complete the quest will result in a permanent Class lock.


Reward: Class Unlock – Unique Path Detected.


The system screen pulsed before his eyes. His fingers clenched slowly.


Raven's eyes widened. "Already? What is it?"


Raven sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.


"Clear this dungeon. That's it. That's my Main Quest. I've been planning it for weeks. They said only Fangs are allowed inside—now I know why. This place is hiding something."


"But hey—you're helping me with mine… I'll help you with yours after."


Chapter 23 - Deeper into Dungeon and The Truth