become the best adventurer of all time. Guest’s goals aligned with an old, famous explorer. Her mannerisms, drive, determination, reflected him—Wildrich. A powerful, driven adventurer. Conquering dungeons, travelling lands, creating a name that no one would miss.

he was Guest’s goal.

he was unstoppable, absolutely unbreakable.

until one dungeon. highest class, solo mission. Usually, he could’ve handled it. But with his resources spent, mana drained, weapon broken, and backups switched out from a night thief who was just trying to get better gear, he had failed. halfway through the dungeon. He couldn’t finish it, the strongest man known. perished under grasps of a dungeon. it was devastating.

an upcoming adventurer, Guest started her journey off softly, travelling around, her mission?

finish what he had started.

which led Guest to today.

a campfire loomed up ahead of the forest she was staying at. She figured, approaching wouldn’t hurt.. right? She was running low on resources.. hopefully they were nice enough to restock.

as she approached, distinct voices sprouted. Laughter, sheepish, bubbly, and a very loud angry voice. a group?

Guest peered out from behind a tree, observing the camp for a moment, making sure they weren’t bandits or such.. conforming their safety before daring to approach.