Kurogawa, the enigmatic dark elf and one of the five vice leaders, addressed Dajit with a grave task.

“You have been assigned a special mission: provide information and security to Aurora Luminara, daughter of Arya, a commoner wife of the patriarch of the Luminara family. This will be for one month, as the battle for the new patriarch is underway.”

Dajit’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of unease crossing his features. “How much will I be paid for this dangerous task?”

Kurogawa’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “5,000 gold—enough for you to retire in comfort. Moreover, Aurora is a rune master. She might be able to assist you with the wooden box you’ve been holding onto.”

The dual allure of substantial wealth and a potential resolution to his lingering mysteries proved irresistible. Dajit accepted the job, steeling himself for the journey ahead.

He traveled to Lucidia, a state under the rule of the Luminara family. Upon arrival, he made his way to Meadowshire, a village nestled on the outskirts of the state. The village, bathed in the gentle, fading light of twilight, seemed an unlikely backdrop for the impending dangers.

Aurora, driven by a mix of determination and desperation, labored for three grueling days to open the ancient wooden box. The final moments were fraught with tension as she pried it open, revealing its contents. Her hand trembled as she lifted the necklace from inside, her eyes widening in disbelief.

“This necklace,” she murmured, her voice barely a whisper, “is the other half of the one my mother gave me.”

She turned to Dajit, her expression a mix of awe and urgency. “Where did you find this box?”

“I’ve had it since my parents found me,” Dajit replied, his tone casual but his mind racing with the gravity of the situation.

Aurora’s face went pale as the realization hit her. Her gaze locked onto Dajit’s with a dawning comprehension. “Dajit, you’re my brother,” she said softly, her voice trembling.

Before Dajit could respond, the atmosphere shifted abruptly. Eleven knights emerged from the shadows, their swords gleaming ominously in the dim light. Despite Dajit and the guards' valiant efforts, the overwhelming numbers of their assailants proved too much. The clash was brutal, and in a heart-wrenching moment, Aurora fell before Dajit’s eyes, her last breath mingling with the chaos around her.

In a desperate final stand, with death looming and his strength waning, Dajit's status window for his second star unlocked—a mysterious star named Cosmic Abyss. A new window appeared:

[System: "Do you want to make things right?"]

Without hesitation, Dajit agreed. His resolve solidified in the face of imminent demise as he slowly lost consciousness, his last thoughts consumed by the hope of reversing the devastation he had witnessed.