The final day of Stage-1.
Suho stood at the very edge of the safe room, his gaze locked on the glowing horizon of the battlefield he had conquered countless times. His level had finally reached **59**.
A confident expression drew across his face. He bent slightly forward, lowering his center of gravity like a marathon runner ready to begin the race of his life.
Behind him—
Millions of undead answered his silent command.
The ground trembled.
A vast sea of **skeletons**, **tamed beasts**, and **boss monsters** stood in formation, shoulder to shoulder. Each one of them was a remnant of Stage-1's history—creatures that had once ruled their own dungeons but now marched under a single master.
> *"Move."*
The moment Suho's thought echoed, the army surged forward.
Bones rattled. Heavy footsteps thundered. Magic sparks painted the dim corridor in red and gold.
The **march of the dead** had begun.
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Flames burst ahead.
On the backs of skeletal **trolls** and **dragons**, squads of **Goblin Mages** and **Skeleton Mages** were chanting in eerie harmony.
They could only cast *basic-tier spells*—weak on their own—but Suho had drilled them to perfection.
Now, dozens of synchronized *Fireballs* exploded like artillery shells across the battlefield.
> *"Fireball!"*
> *"Fireball!"*
> *"Fireball!"*
Each explosion overlapped, magnifying the damage far beyond their base power. What had once been a trickle of weak magic was now a storm of coordinated destruction.
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In the midst of it all, **Miho** and **Veno** sprinted at Suho's side.
The two skeletons—Suho's first creations—had grown stronger than most living warriors.
Their **aura control** was precise, refined through endless repetition.
By channeling aura to their legs, they could leap across ravines and move at inhuman speed, darting between enemy ranks like shadows of light.
---
Even the old dungeon bosses marched with them.
* **Big Wild Hog** — former Level-2 Boss, body wreathed in fire.
* **Porcoporco** — Level-3 Boss, its entire frame armored with razor-sharp thorns.
* **Spider Queen** — Level-5 Boss, her webs glimmering faintly in death.
* **Monkey Keu** — Level-7 Boss, a hulking giant that could crush boulders with a single leap.
* **Goblin Lord** — Level-10 Boss, once master of the final floor, body reinforced by aura and regeneration.
Once, they had been terrifying enemies.
Now, they knelt before the Necromancer who had slain and revived them.
Though their skeletal forms could not wield their original powers, Suho had found a way around that. By **combining their respawn fragments**,And also tamed there respawn versions, he allowed traces of their past strength to linger—enough to make them formidable once again.
---
The war raged on.
Suho cut through monsters like a storm incarnate. Every time his body was torn or burned, he simply raised his hand—and a wave of **holy light** closed his wounds.
The aura coursing through his veins granted him inhuman strength, but controlling it still took time. The power was immense—yet volatile.
Even now, his **Fireball** spells took long seconds to form, mana surging wildly within his unstable circuits.
But it didn't matter.
Because his army filled the gaps.
Every creature that fell rose again under his command, the tide of bones swallowing the world.
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Hours passed.
Mountains of corpses turned to dust beneath their feet.
The sky of Stage-1 began to flicker—a sign that the realm itself was collapsing.
And at last—
A gigantic **blue portal** appeared before them.
> [Portal to Stage-2 — Activated]
Suho stopped, breathing heavily but smiling faintly.
He had done it.
He had **cleared Stage-1** completely.
Yet as the shimmering portal expanded, another problem dawned on him.
His army was too large.
There were **millions** of them now—every boss, every beast, every skeleton he had ever raised. Even the empty dungeons of Stage-1 were overflowing with his troops.
He had no **skill** or **item** to store them.
His **inventory** was already full—stuffed with **treasures**, **hidden materials**, **staffs**, and **rare weapons** looted from every corner of this stage.
Suho had taken everything Stage-1 had to offer.
There was nothing left.
So he simply smiled.
> "Then let's take it all… together."
With that quiet murmur, he stepped into the portal—and his entire army followed.
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The world turned black.
Everything dissolved into silence.
And then—
> [Authority — Ignored by Universal $##??! — Activated]
A cold line of text appeared before Suho's eyes.
> *"…What?"*
More messages flooded in one after another.
> [You have ignored the regression system of the Gods.]
> [You cannot see the future like other players.]
> [Reporting to higher being…]
> [Authority — Ignored by Universal $##??! — Activated]
> [Report failed.]
> [Player has been removed from all regressor worlds.]
> [Chance to alter future — 0.0000001%]
> [Class Analysis: Non-Class Player]
> [Conclusion: No threat to the timeline.]
> [By the rule of Player Protection — Earth God]
> [Transferring Player Suho to Stage-2.]
Suho blinked.
He couldn't understand half of it. *Regression system? Future?*
For a moment, a chill crawled down his spine.
It felt as if someone—or something—had just tried to erase him from existence.
But then the notifications vanished.
And light returned.
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When Suho opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a **new Safe Room**.
The walls shimmered with a different color—pale blue instead of white. The air was thicker, colder.
Around him, his army stood silently, unharmed, filling the entire room from end to end.
> *"…We made it."*
A long exhale escaped his lips.
Stage-1 was over.
And **Stage-2**—
had just begun.
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⚡ **End of Chapter 11**
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