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In a world where cultivation determines one's fate, Leon Voss was cast aside, branded a failure, and left to die. Betrayed by those he trusted, he awakens in a forgotten ruin, where an ancient system integrates with his soul. With a past shrouded in darkness and a thirst for vengeance, he embarks on a ruthless path of power, unraveling the secrets of the Ascension System while battling enemies, fate, and his own inner demons.

As his strength grows, so do the dangers, and the line between salvation and destruction blurs. Alongside unlikely allies and a love that could either redeem or destroy him, Leon must decide-will he rise as a savior or become the nightmare that reshapes the world?

Ascension Of The Forsaken

Leon stepped deeper into the Abyssal Ruins, the air thick with an eerie silence. His latest system

prompt had given him a clear goal-hunt and eliminate five Abyssal Beasts to advance. But he

quickly realized this was no ordinary test.

The first creature he encountered was a Feral Abyss Wolf , its red eyes glowing in the darkness.

It lunged at him without hesitation, its claws aiming for his throat. Leon barely dodged, his rusted

sword flashing as he counterattacked. The blade met the beast's hide with a dull scrape-it wasn't

Realizing brute force wasn't enough, Leon relied on Void Requiem, a skill he barely understood.

The moment he activated it, tendrils of dark energy extended from his body, sapping the beast's

strength. The wolf howled in pain before collapsing, its life force drained.

Encouraged by his victory, Leon pressed on. Each battle taught him something new-how to

anticipate attacks, how to exploit weaknesses.

Leon moved deeper into the Abyssal Ruins searching for the final Abyssal Beast, confidence in his steps having slain 4 Abyssal Beast .

By the time he reached the final beast, his movements had become more refined, his control over Void Requiem sharper.

But the final opponent wasn't like the others.

A Dreadclaw Ravager emerged from the shadows, twice the size of the wolves. Its dark scales

gleamed under the cavern's dim light, and its massive claws looked capable of tearing through

Leon tightened his grip on his sword.

The Hunt Begins