THE ABYSS REBORN

The Rank F HunterDarren Kim stared at the notification window floating in front of him, the digital display mocking him with its bright red text:[Failed Quest]He sighed, lowering his head. The other hunters in the room threw him looks filled with a mixture of pity and annoyance. They were already used to it—Darren failing quests was nothing new. He was an F-Rank, the lowest of the low. His inability to keep up in raids was a common joke in the Association."Hey, Kim!" A voice called out from across the room. It was Joon Lee, an arrogant Rank C who loved to remind Darren of his place. "You still alive? I thought you'd quit by now. An F-Rank like you is lucky to even be here."Laughter rippled through the room, but Darren didn't respond. He had learned long ago that arguing wouldn't change anything. What could he say? He knew he was weak. Ever since he'd Awakened three years ago, he had been stuck at the bottom, unable to rise. His "Sense Danger" ability was barely useful in most raids, and no matter how hard he trained, the System never rewarded him with anything more than minimal stats.In this world, power was everything. After the Great Awakening, dungeons had begun to appear across the globe, and with them came monsters—creatures that threatened humanity itself. But alongside the dungeons came a gift, the System. People who were Awakened gained the ability to grow stronger, to fight monsters, to level up.But not everyone was lucky.Darren had Awakened as one of the weakest. While others were granted incredible abilities and high ranks, he was left behind. Forgotten. And the only reason he still joined raids was to make enough money to survive.But the humiliation, the constant failures—it was starting to weigh on him."Hey, Darren!" Joon shouted again, his tone mocking. "Why don't you sit this one out, huh? We can't have you dragging us down again."Darren clenched his fists, feeling the familiar sting of shame. He wanted to say something, to fight back, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, he just nodded and walked toward the back of the group. As usual, he'd take on the least dangerous role. He wasn't here to fight—just to survive.The raid party moved toward the dungeon entrance, their faces glowing with confidence and excitement. For most of them, this was just another payday. But for Darren, it was a matter of life or death. One mistake, one misstep, and he wouldn't be walking out of the dungeon alive.The gates of the dungeon loomed before them, massive and ancient, carved with symbols that no one could read. The air around them grew heavy, thick with tension. Even the higher-ranked hunters were on edge."This dungeon is supposed to be low-tier, but we don't know what's inside," the raid leader, Captain Hwang, announced. "Stay sharp. Don't let your guard down."The group nodded in unison and began to march into the depths of the dungeon.Darren followed behind, his heart pounding in his chest. His "Sense Danger" ability wasn't giving him any warnings, but that only made him more nervous. The dungeon was unnervingly quiet, the only sound being the echo of their footsteps against the stone floor.The further