Chapter 8: The Door That Shouldn’t Exist

A few hours later, Lucian collapsed onto the training ground floor, sweat dripping from his chin. His muscles burned, his arms felt like lead, but the counters had all hit their mark.

“Alright… quest complete.” He exhaled and waited.

Nothing happened.

Lucian frowned. “Uh… screen? Appear?”

Silence.

“Hey! Red bright thing, where are you? Quest giver? Hello?” He waved his hands like a madman.

Nothing.

The silence stretched long enough for a familiar panic to start building in his chest. His breathing quickened. Don’t tell me it’s gone… no, no, no—

Suddenly, the crimson glow flickered to life before his eyes. Relief washed over him.

≡ DAILY QUEST ≡

100 / 100 Push-ups

100 / 100 Pull-ups

5 / 5 km Run

100 / 100 Squats

100 / 100 Sit-ups

Reward: [Basic Blood Potion]  

[Quest Complete]

*Just summon me by my name: "Scroll"*

A small glass vial materialized in his palm — its contents a deep crimson that shimmered faintly.

Lucian’s eyes widened. “You can… give physical items?” Without thinking, he popped the cork and drank it in one gulp.

The taste wasn’t metallic or bitter like he’d expected — it was oddly sweet. A warm rush of energy surged through his body, and he felt his mana sphere swell slightly in his abdomen.

The screen shifted again.

≡ MAIN QUEST ≡

[Gain Your Honor, by Rule: 45]

*Main Quest has begun. Please follow the guide.*

The display changed once more, now showing a glowing red arrow in midair, pointing to his left.

Lucian groaned. “I just finished my daily quest and now this? You’re gonna kill me with work…” Still, the memory of the blood world’s torture kept his mouth shut. He followed the arrow without complaint.

The arrow led him across the estate, past the gardens, past the unused servants’ quarters… until it finally stopped at a dusty old storeroom door.

“…This? This is what all that walking was for?” Lucian muttered, staring at the warped wooden frame.

Before he could turn away, the air in front of the door warped. 

"WHAT THE-," Lucian exclaimed in pure horror.