Chapter 1

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Zane still couldn't believe how easily everything had went to absolute shit!, no warning, no bad feeling and all it took was a fucking d-ranked saint and an environment that was very happy to help the m*therf*cker.

Who told his superiors entering a damned forest during a dry period was a good idea again!

Even as he ran he could feel the fire spreading swiftly from tree to tree, from fallen branch to dried up grass

This wasn't supposed to happen.

A simple mission with a hundred trained men had turned into a nightmare. How could he have forgotten? War never went as planned. Especially not in this apocalypse.

But still... who the hell had a Saint to spare?

Saints were legends capable of producing miracles of catastrophe, they had gained supernatural abilities by entering these rifts in space that we called gates because that was what they were, gates to other worlds, it could be like a pocket dimension in that case it was a dungeon and a little bit easier than the alternative, a world gate, this gate will connect two worlds and the other worlds were rarely friendly, as of now only 3 world gates had opened up here, one that brought in elves, one that brought in draconian and the last brought in his least Favorite, Goblins.

And they had unfortunately run into the second one.

A Saint. A draconian saint with large scale fire abilities

The bastard had burned the entire forest just to eliminate them.

Zane risked a glance back. He could barely make out a silhouette of the damn thing walking casually through the flames.

Arrogant bastard

That being said his legs never stopped moving for a second though, he knew his abilities he absolutely could not go against a saint even one at a low rank.

But still Fate seemed to be listening to his bitter ex today because that was the only explanation for his series of consecutive bad luck.

"Shit!"

A cliff. Just perfect.

He stopped in time but it was no consolation. He remembered the time he pondered about what choice he would make if he had to choose between dying due to fire or drowning, that choice seemed to easy then to him.

Fire of course, he had always been a man that liked to rip the band aid open than gradually peel it, but that same choice was in front of him now, he didn't feel that boldness.

His gaze darted downward. Maybe he should take his chances? There was a small chance he could theoretically survive, though that will depend on the saint drive to kill him.

As all these thoughts danced through his head he noticed something...

A glow.

He was quite sure that wasn't there a moment ago.

Could it be he was so lucky that a gate happened to open up right under the water where he was going to jump into?

It was too much right?

But it was an undeniable fact that looked him right in the eyes.

There were a few things humanity had managed to learn through blood and sweat, one of those things were the process of Gates.

They appeared mysteriously and quietly and after a certain amount of time if a person did not enter a gate a challenge a trial, yes you heard correct a trial

In dungeons it was quite simple and repetitive, slay the dungeon boss and clear the dungeon and that would be that but in world gates....it was way more random and so nobody had managed to solve one yet hence the invasion of their planet by different beings.

But they were also the source of power. Every Saint had stepped through one to become what they were and survived whatever laid beyond. All human saints had come from Dungeon gates so he hoped desperately this one would be one too.

Even though it was very rare to return even from a Dungeon Gate. But then again, Zane was about to die anyway.

A dry, humourless laugh came out from his lips

Behind him, the fire closed in. He could feel his skin burning. 

Zane could feel the pain from the previous burns but still he grinned. A chance to become a saint!

And then, he jumped.

The wind howled in his ears. The heat disappeared, replaced by a cold rush of air as he plummeted. His body twisted midair, limbs flailing. The water gradually got closer and closer and so did the gate underneath it. He wasn't surprised the water wasn't affected by it, they were to mysterious to be held by common logic.

Then—impact.

Icy water swallowed him whole. His skin screamed in relief and his burns instantly soothed. But something else pulled at him.

The Gate.

A force, impossible to resist, yanked him downward. 

And then—

You have entered a World gate

Selecting trial... match found

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