The System's First Challenge - Part 9

A few weeks ago, murder had been questionable. There'd been a slight hesitation to it. Especially against women. It was only his teachings as a raider that made it so digestible. But this… What the System wanted for him. To summon up a monster. To summon up a goblin. Would he even be able to do it? What then? What after he was cleansed of his pain? He would be saddled with something worse, something dirtier – the man that had summoned up the slimy ink of corruption. A defiler. A corrupter.

But that farmhouse was so damn close, and the pain was so unforgiving. Vol could hear the chickens in their hutch, softly hooting, as they settled down for the night, eating the last of their grain.