The tutorial reset again.
The world around Suho shimmered into existence—Stage 1, Level 1.
Same cracked dungeon stones.
Same suffocating silence.
But this time, something felt… off.
The first Goblin Skeleton and the Skeleton Warrior without a word or command, they dropped to their knees and began clawing at the dirt.
Their hands moved fast—mechanical, precise—scraping away soil and stones as if drawn by some unseen instinct.
They were digging.
"Hey… what are you two doing?" Suho frowned, walking closer.
The Skeleton Warrior looked back and made a strange hand gesture—an order to dig deeper.
"What? I'm not your subordinate, you're mine," Suho muttered, still kneeling beside them anyway.
His hands began scooping dirt.
He didn't know why. He just did.
And then—
Crack!
The ground beneath him collapsed.
[You have discovered a Hidden Room]
[You are the first player to find this area]
[Skill Point +1]
"Huh? Skill points? What am I supposed to even do with that?"
Suho grumbled, brushing dirt off his cloak.
The place below was pitch-black. His skeletons dropped in after him, clattering like dry bones.
He lit a small flame in his hand—Fireball.
The flickering light revealed something enormous under his feet.
Cold. Smooth. Metallic.
Suho leaned down, eyes narrowing.
"What is this—"
And then he froze.
A massive dragon's head stared back at him from the darkness, its empty eye sockets glowing faintly with forgotten magic.
"Wh—what the hell…"
He stumbled back, firing the Fireball reflexively.
The explosion lit the entire cavern.
A dragon's corpse.
Chains thicker than boulders pierced through its ribs.
Its chest—hollow, the heart missing.
Runes and battle scars covered its scales.
There was no exit. No door. Only silence and death.
Suho's throat tightened. He stepped forward, placing a trembling hand on the dragon's snout.
"…You must've suffered a lot."
His voice cracked. "Please… rest in peace."
But as he turned to leave—
The runes flared.
[A Vengeful Spirit has witnessed your compassion]
[The Dragon chooses you as its new master]
[Condition: Take revenge in my name]
[Confirmation: Accepted]
"What—No! I didn't agree to—!"
Suho shouted, but the cave roared with black flame.
The dragon's corpse began to move.
With only a faint pulse of Suho's weak dark mana, the bones clattered, rearranged, and rose into a skeletal form—a Dragon of Bones.
"W-Wait! I didn't summon you!"
The dragon roared back in silence, eyes glowing blue.
And then Suho saw it again—
His Goblin Skeleton and Skeleton Warrior bowing before the dragon.
"Why are you ordering them around?! I'm the master here!"
They didn't answer.
Days—resets—passed.
Every time the dungeon reset, the same hidden room appeared.
But the message never did again.
Still, Suho kept awakening the dragon anew.
And now…
He stood in front of the massive boss portal.
[Stage Boss: Spider Queen Nest]
[Recommended Level: 10+]
[Entry: Confirmed]
His army— After using combine on them, fifty skeletal soldiers, three elite warriors, and one undead.
Suho mounted the dragon's back.
"Let's end this."
The doors opened.
An ocean of spiders swarmed the cave walls, hundreds of glowing eyes watching.
And from the ceiling, the Spider Queen descended—her body massive, her maw dripping with venom.
"Attack!"
The skeleton army charged—but the queen moved first.
Webs burst from every direction, covering the army, wrapping them tight.
Even Suho's aura couldn't cut through it.
The skeletal dragon tried to roar—but no flame came. It was powerful, yet flightless.
"Damn it, you're just… bones!"
The queen lunged forward, her enormous jaws snapping shut around Suho.
He screamed—half his body inside her mouth.
But before she could bite down—
Two flashes of red light.
The Goblin Skeleton and Skeleton Warrior appeared before her face, both their swords glowing faintly with aura.
"What—Aura?!"
They slashed.
Their blades tore through the Spider Queen's mouth, blood and ichor spraying.
They grabbed Suho and cut him free, slicing the webs around him in seconds.
[Your Subordinates have unlocked Aura]
[First Goblin Skeleton — Aura Rank: F]
[Skeleton Warrior — Aura Rank: F+]
Suho stared, wide-eyed, as they moved faster than he could see.
Even his aura—weak, flickering—couldn't compare.
The Spider Queen shrieked.
The web walls shook as the skeleton army broke free.
"Everyone—attack!"
The battle turned.
From every direction, sword and fang collided.
Bones cracked, spiders screeched.
Suho, gathering what aura he could, sprinted straight for the queen's chest wound.
He plunged his blade into her abdomen—his red aura flickering weakly.
The queen shrieked and slammed him aside.
He hit the rock wall, coughing blood.
Still, he rose.
The queen turned, enraged.
And behind her—two streaks of red light again.
The Goblin Skeleton and Warrior dashed past her sides, blades glowing.
"Now!"
Suho yelled and drove his sword deeper.
All three attacks landed together.
The Spider Queen let out one final, monstrous scream.
Then silence.
Her body collapsed into dust.
[Boss Defeated]
[Hidden Achievement: "Revenge of the Fallen" unlocked]
[Skill Point +2]
[New Title Obtained: One Who Commands Death]
Suho stood still, chest heaving, staring at his trembling hands.
"...Aura, huh?"
He looked toward his skeletons—
all staring at him in eerie silence, waiting.
A faint chill crept up his spine.
He feared.
Not the dungeon.
Not the monsters that lurked within.
He feared **them**—his own creations.
What if, one day, the same hands that now obeyed him without hesitation turned against him?
What if those hollow eyes, bound by his mana, someday glowed under another's command?
The thought lingered—dark, silent, persistent.
And in the distant future, that fear would come true.
The battlefield was drenched in blue fire.
Cracked bones littered the ground, and among them, Suho stood—bleeding, exhausted, his sword trembling in his grip.
Before him loomed his once-loyal army: the Goblin Skeleton, the Skeleton Warrior, the countless undead he had raised and trusted.
Now, their eyes burned with a crimson light—not his command, but another's.
A figure stood upon the hill of corpses, cloaked in black mist—a High-Class Necromancer, smirking as he twisted Suho's own mana against him.
Suho clenched his teeth, blood dripping down his cheek.
"...So this is what I was afraid of," he muttered, voice breaking through the chaos.
The Skeleton Warrior charged first, its rusted blade swinging toward him with terrifying precision. Suho barely blocked, sparks bursting in the air.
The Goblin Skeleton leapt next, daggers flashing, striking where it once defended him.
Each clash echoed with betrayal.
Each blow was a reminder—these were his.
He parried, staggered, and shouted, his voice lost in the storm of clashing bones.
But deep inside, beneath the pain and fury, a single thought burned bright:
> "If I created you once... I can destroy you again."
The flames roared. The bones screamed.
And in that dying light, the story of a man fighting his own creations was written in blood—
**But that... is a story for another time.**
⚡ **End of Chapter 7**
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