Novel & Cerita Apparently Disillusioned Adventurers Will Save The World

I’m running as fast as I can through the trees, my heart is racing. I feel like it will explode any minute. I can see the opening in the gate, my escape isn’t far off. I hear people yelling dogs barking, I know they are searching for me. I’m almost to the exit, my freedom, “Stop right there!!!” The guard yelled. I keep running, there’s a gunshot and it all goes black.

“I don’t think that’s a deal you want to make. My shits pretty heavy.” He spits on his hand. “I, Aidan Gabriels, will be your hell buddy, Freya Hanning. For worse or the worst.” I spit on my hand and shake his. “And I, Freya Hanning, will be your hell buddy, Aidan Gabriels. To the depths of darkness and back.”

Bob adds "The important thing is what he told us" Hiraku clears his throat "the world I will send you to is dominated by beasts, magical beings and it's very perilous. Humanity is doomed to extinction. Your mission will be to save humanity and guide mankind to an era of peace and prosperity. This world is more advanced than yours, not in technology, but in energy. The presence of mana makes possible all kinds of phenomena that you will not understand, so it will be difficult for you to survive until you learn the basics.

"You can only choose how the 'Credits' roll." --- The "Liquidator"—a manifestation of the System’s final cleanup—has arrived at the border! The world outside has been deleted, and now the "Void" is eating the Iron Mountain itself. Elara and Silas are ruling a kingdom that is literally shrinking by the second. How do you fight a ghost who holds the watch that counts down to the end of time?**

He did. He’s no longer hiding in dreams. No longer smoothing. No longer manipulating from shadows. He just tried to claim the Key in front of the world. And failed. Aidan opens his eyes slowly. “They saw,” he whispers. “Yes.” “They’ll ask questions.” “Yes.” He exhales shakily. “He won’t offer again.” “No.” The sky didn’t just open. It fractured the illusion of normalcy. And now The world knows something is wrong. Which means the next move won’t be subtle.

Our swords met again and again. Moonlight clashed with corrupted moonfire. Neither blade yielded. Around us, the realm shifted constantly. Each collision revealed another vision. Kingdoms consumed by war. Friends turning against one another. Entire worlds swallowed by darkness. "They're trying to distract us," Wesley called. "No." I blocked another strike. "They're trying to make us believe these futures are unavoidable." The false Emilia smiled. "Because they are." She thrust her blade forward. I barely parried. "You cannot save everyone."

Outside the window, the collapse of the world intensified. Skyscrapers fell one after another. The ground split open with massive cracks, where rivers of molten lava gushed out, staining half the sky a burning red. The wind howled violently. Rain poured down in sheets. Hailstones crashed against everything in sight. The entire world was shaking and falling apart. The cries of people grew fainter and fainter until they eventually disappeared completely. Those who had slandered me, those who had hurt me, and those who had once mocked me had all turned to dust in this disaster.

The kind that doesn't fade when the mission ends. The kind that builds something from ruin. SETUP: Shadows Stir As Eden stepped into the sunlight, her phone buzzed with an encrypted message. “You did well. But the game is far from over. Watch your back.” No signature. No sender. Her fingers trembled as she replied, “Who is this?” No response. Behind her, the city buzzed—alive, unaware. But in the depths of forgotten places, new players were already moving. Lucien’s empire had fractured, but its pieces were lethal—and hungry.

“We’ve started something new. Something fragile. Something strong. The world won’t accept it overnight. And that’s okay.” “I’m not your savior. I’m not your enemy.” “I’m a builder. And I will keep building—until no one can sell your soul in exchange for convenience.” “If you believe in that, stand with us. Not behind. Beside.”

The young woman’s words sent a chill through the group. She was right. The monster never slaughtered them all at once. Each time it appeared, it selected a few and left the rest alive, like livestock. When hunger struck, it killed a couple and let the others keep breathing. "We're done," the young woman said as she broke down. "There's no hope left. There won't be any rescue. This world is finished." Christopher clenched his teeth. "There will be. There has to be. We're elites. The best of society. People like us don't just die here."