What exactly did I tell you?

"I'm finally here," Eecher murmured, stretching.

He was now in the city, specifically the eastern district.

He was heading toward the Hunter Base to report.

Hunter Association Branch Base.

Front Desk.

Eecher walked in.

"I can finally play. Hope I didn't miss any limited-time events," Eecher said lazily.

"Fufu, Eecher, I'm glad you returned so quickly and safely."

Eecher paused, subconsciously turning to greet the speaker, but before he could speak, he choked.

Standing before him was Aimy. She wore a gentle smile, but her eyes were so cold they could freeze the air around her.

Coughing violently, Eecher stammered, "Good day, Miss Aimy. You're as beautiful as ever."

Aimy ignored his flattery and responded coolly, "Fufu, what exactly did I tell you earlier? I seem to have forgotten. Can you remind me?"

Her voice, soft but chilling, sent shivers down Eecher's spine.

"Oh, look at the time! I need to get back to work. See you later, Miss Aimy," Eecher blurted before hurriedly teleporting, disappearing right in front of her.

Aimy snorted, then turned and resumed her work at the counter.

Western District, atop a three-story building. A man suddenly appeared, it was Eecher, having teleported to escape his fearsome adviser.

Sighing, he muttered, "Almost didn't make it. Now, how can I meet her expectations? Otherwise, I'm lion food."

With another sigh, Eecher disappeared again, reappearing above the clouds. He surveyed the damage the world had suffered in the war against the Ambist.

"I need to use that secret weapon. But can I even call it a secret if everyone already knows about it?"

"Never mind, I need to focus," he said, pulling a sword made of purple crystal from his inventory. This was no ordinary weapon, it was the Nen Sword, a rare hunter weapon with a will and soul of its own. Its soul mastered a unique Nen ability, one beyond comprehension.

"First Step, Release. Wishing Dragon, Ados!" As the chant left his lips, time stopped. The entire world, galaxy, and even the universe were frozen, the halt extending across the multiverse, dimensions, and realms until all of reality was encapsulated in this moment.

The Crystal sword transformed into a huge bronze sword, and from it a colossal serpentine creature emerged, soaring through the atmosphere and continuing to grow. This was a red dragon, its body like a snake's, its scales like a fish's, claws of an eagle, horns of a deer, and the face of a camel.

The dragon left the planet, then the universe, and even the omniverse, until it was beyond reality itself. Its size now rivaled all creation as it wrapped around reality itself, this was Ados, the Wishing Dragon, the soul of Eecher's Nen Sword.

For perspective, if viewed beyond reality. The appearance of reality is similar to a bubble with countless sparkling lights inside of it, each of those lights has an infinite number of realms, and each of the realms contains an infinite number of Omniverses, each omniverse has an infinite number of dimensions, and each dimension has an infinite number of megaverses each megaverse contain an infinite number of gigaverse, each gigaverse contain an infinite number of multiverse and each multiverse contain an infinite number of universe and each universe contains an infinite number of worlds/planets and each planet contains an indefinite to an infinite number of pocket dimensions, the size of pocket dimensions is infinite and the number of pocket dimensions that the planet has. Depends on the planet's evolutional stage.

The dragon stared at a particular spot within reality, at Eecher.

"What is your wish, Master?" Ados's voice echoed across reality.

In the world of Danmachi, the sky remained unchanged. The Mystic Castle in the sky, located at the universe's center, was still there, though the faint outline of a massive dragon's head could be seen in the background, its red eyes fixed on Eecher.

"Your arrival is too dramatic. This is just your first release—what happens when I unlock the 10th or even the 100,000,000,000,000,000th seal?" Eecher complained.

"This is my base form, Master. If you want to change it, you'll need to use a wish and wait a millennium before wishing again. You'll lose your daily wish for that duration. So, is that your wish?"

Eecher paled. "Hey, hey, don't jump to conclusions, that's not my wish!"

"I'm merely confirming, Master."

Ignoring Ados's words, Eecher ranted. Ados sighed inwardly.

"So, what is your wish, Master?" Ados asked again, cutting him off.

Finally composed, Eecher cleared his throat. "My wish is to restore everything damaged in the war and resurrect everyone who died, except for the Ambist."

"That's two wishes, Master. Would you like to use tomorrow's wish as well?"

"Tsk, he caught that," Eecher muttered, kicking a stone.

Ados, unbothered by Eecher's antics, asked once more, "Shall I proceed?"

"Yes, do it."

Ados's eyes glowed briefly. "Wish granted. I'll take my leave."

With a flash of golden light, Ados vanished, returning to the Nen Sword. As he disappeared, time resumed, and reality began to move once more.

Simultaneously, Eecher's wish came true. All those who perished, except the Ambist, were resurrected, and everything destroyed was restored as if nothing had ever happened.

In distant lands.

"Huh, weren't we dead?"

"What just happened?"

"Mom, you're alive! Thank the gods!"

"I'm alive! I'm alive!"

"Weren't we supposed to be dead?"

"Look! The city is back!"

"How is this even possible?"

Confusion, joy, excitement, and cheers erupted across the continent and beyond. The war's devastation had vanished, and those lost to the Ambist were alive once more.

People celebrated their survival from the apocalypse brought on by the war between the Horde of Ambist and Blue Rose City.

No one knew the true cause of the disaster, but it didn't matter. Survival was all that counted. Knowing more would only bring fear and despair.

Eecher returned his Nen Sword to his inventory, teleporting back to the Hunter Association Branch Base.