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Ochi Nakagura, known as "The Dead Man," has lived for centuries, a broken soul bound by an unrelenting curse that grants him immortality and the power to battle the darkest creatures of the Abyss. With every battle fought and every life taken, he grows stronger, but the price of this power is heavy—the endless cycle of pain, loss, and isolation.

Driven by an unwavering desire to reunite with the family he lost long ago, Ochi embarks on a dangerous journey through the Abyss, a dark realm teeming with unimaginable horrors. As he faces countless monstrous beings, Ochi's power grows, but so does the cost. The Abyss demands everything from him—his soul, his sanity, and the very essence of his being.

Along the way, Ochi discovers that his true enemy is not just the darkness outside, but the darkness within himself. To reclaim what he has lost, he must confront the price of his immortality and the choice that will define his fate. Will he sacrifice his humanity to gain the power needed to bring his family back, or will the Abyss consume him, leaving him a hollow shell of the man he once was?

In this epic tale of sacrifice, strength, and the enduring power of love, Ochi Nakagura must face the ultimate test: will he conquer the Abyss, or will it consume him entirely?

In the end, there is only one question left to answer: what is Ochi willing to sacrifice for the family he has lost?

the man of a thousand years and battles

Dawn broke over the horizon, bathing the war camp in golden light. The Draken Empire's army stood ready, a sea of soldiers stretching as far as the eye could see. Banners snapped in the wind, the steel of countless blades reflecting the morning sun. At the front, atop a black warhorse, General Raikou raised his sword.

The earth trembled as thousands of boots moved as one, advancing toward Black Hollow Pass. The Dominion's forces had already fortified their position within the mountain gorge, turning the natural choke point into a death trap. But the Draken Army had numbers. And Ochi Nakagura had something far more valuable.

Objective: Kill 100 enemy soldiers.

Reward: +10 Strength, +10 Agility, Skill Unlock (Blood Oath).

Ochi narrowed his eyes. The System was pushing him forward, feeding him its demands. In the past, he had ignored it, resisted its pull. But now? Now, it was his greatest weapon.

The battlefield neared. The Dominion's forces stood in formation at the pass, their armor gleaming silver, their banners bearing the sigil of a golden sun. And at the center of their ranks, a lone figure stood atop a hill. Cloaked in white, unmoving.

Ochi's breath hitched. Even from this distance, he could feel it—the same presence that had haunted him for centuries. The weight of immortality. The burden of eternity.

The warhorns sounded. Arrows darkened the sky. Then came the charge.

A Dominion soldier lunged at him, spear poised to strike. Ochi sidestepped, his sword flashing in an arc. Blood sprayed across the dirt, the soldier collapsing before he even realized he was dead.

Another came. Then another. Ochi moved through them like a specter, his sword cutting down enemies like a farmer harvesting wheat.

He could feel it. His body adapting, his movements sharpening, the System feeding him strength with every life he took.

An enemy knight swung a massive axe at him. Ochi caught the weapon mid-swing, the force sending tremors through his arm. He twisted, snapping the knight's wrist before plunging his sword through his chest.

His heartbeat quickened. His muscles burned, not from exhaustion, but from power surging through them.

[Quest Completed: Engage in Battle]

Rewards: +10 Strength, +10 Agility, Skill Unlock (Blood Oath).

A sudden pressure filled his chest. A new power unfurling inside him.

Blood Oath (Active): Sacrifice HP to temporarily double all stats. Duration: 30 seconds.

Ochi exhaled. His fingers twitched, eager to test it, but now was not the time.

Because beyond the battlefield, atop that distant hill, the Eternal Saint was finally moving.

He raised a single hand. The Dominion soldiers around him roared, their bodies glowing with golden light. Their wounds healed. Their speed increased. Their strength doubled.

The realization sent a thrill through his bones.

The Eternal Saint descended the hill, his white cloak billowing. His gaze locked onto Ochi.

Black hollow pass