Entering the Dungeon

Vesa's warning lingered in Alex's mind. The Dragon race was an enemy. That meant he had to be extra careful if he ever set foot in that world. If his identity as a Vampire Progenitor was exposed, it would be a disaster. He had no idea how powerful the Dragon race truly was, but one thing was clear—they were out of his league for now.

Alex sighed, shifting his gaze toward the paper bag sitting on the table. His fingers curled into a fist. His eyes burned with determination. "It was too risky for me to go there before…" His grip tightened. "But now… it's different. I'll bring you back, Dad. Dead or alive." With that, he pushed his thoughts aside and started unpacking his meal.

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