An Empire crumbles from within as a young man with unstoppable potential rises towards a destiny ordained by fate. Bearing a weapon forged from the seed of a Dungeon Core that allows him to absorb into himself slain monsters, Daniel Richards embarks on the journey of a lifetime.

An ancient seal unlocked.

Daniel holds the secret to the survival of the nation, a secret kept from him since birth. Fighting against tradition and an unforgiving system, Daniel must discover the true meaning of thrice blessed if he is to save his homeland from the gathering storm of enemies.

Essence Weaver

 Walking up the stairs, Daniel grabbed the metal door handle and swung it open. A bell rang above the door frame, alerting whoever was managing the shop that they had a customer. Looking around, Daniel couldn't help but wonder what kind of supplies the store sold. Underneath his nose, Daniel was confident he got the undercurrents of thyme, rosemary, and fennel. 


 Scanning the shop, Daniel didn't see anyone. That’s odd. They must have heard me. A cash register sat atop a counter in the back right-hand corner of the room. The register was unattended. Uncertain of what to do or how to proceed, Daniel decided to enjoy his time and browse the wares. 


 On the left-hand side of the shop, Daniel could see rows of pots, burners, vials, and measuring equipment. Likely for the brewing of potions or poisons. It was a dark and morbid thought that Daniel wasn’t particularly proud of having and was a reflection of his general mood. 


Chapter 15: The Golem