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This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world.

Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it.

Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

God of Adaptation

…The battle at the Bakurad Fortress is only intensifying as day passes by…

…Due to certain circumstances, I had no choice but to delegate such a dangerous task to my one and only daughter…

…I have specifically chosen your party because of your ages…

…I can't get into too many details, so I hope that you will understand…

…Please protect my daughter until you reach the Bakurad Fortress before escorting her to the rendezvous point indicated in the map attached to this letter…

This is a request from a father.

Regis squinted his eyes as he finished reading the contents of the letter.

A slight frown also appeared on Pandora and Killian's faces as they tried to engrave the information they had just read to their minds.

"We understand." Regis spoke with a smile as he kept the letter.

Preparing for the Journey