The Golem Dungeon (3)

At this point, killing became so boring because he gained nothing out of it. Every time the golems went down, they just went down and it was a whole desert swarming with golems. The more he killed them, the more they erupted.

He did play dying scenarios a few times, but it was not enjoyable to willingly throw himself at death like that.

He needed a drive

They had to be something.

Something that he desperately wants to overcome.

'...That guy...Thard-Harl...' Raith covered half of his face as the corner of his lips arched up upon mentioning his name.

'Damn, Thard-Harl really did a number on me...'

[You have died]

[Level Up!!!]

[You have gained +4 stat points]

[Due to the title effect of One Who Devours Death, you will be revived]

He stood up slowly, all his clothes were tattered, especially that last attack where the golem smashed its leg on his back and his spinal cords broke right before he died.