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In a world where nearly everyone awakens to powerful abilities at the age of fourteen, Ren Kisaragi remains powerless. Scarred by the trauma of his father’s death in a dungeon collapse, his awakening never comes, leaving him to survive as a scavenger—harvesting monster corpses to support his ailing mother and little sister, Yui.
Looked down on by hunters and ignored by society, Ren bears the weight of his family’s survival with quiet determination. But everything changes the day he encounters a forgotten creature deep within a dungeon. Marked by a strange symbol, Ren unlocks a terrifying new power—not from the world of light, but from the void itself.
As dungeons grow unstable and ancient threats awaken, Ren begins a dangerous descent—not just into the depths of the earth, but into the heart of what he truly is. Guided by pain, grounded by love, and shadowed by a power that could consume him, Ren must forge his own path. Not as a hero. Not as a monster.
But as the boy who refused to break.

Dungeons Scavenger:The Boy Who Couldn’t Awaken

The streets were quieter than usual. Night had fallen by the time Ren returned to the city, and though the marketplace was still open, an uneasy tension lingered in the air. More patrols than usual. More whispers in the alleyways. Something had happened.

Ren barely had time to process the shift in atmosphere before he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. His body tensed, fingers inching toward the knife hidden at his waist. But the grip wasn't hostile—at least, not immediately.

"Ren Kisaragi," a rough voice said. "Come with us."

He turned his head slightly, catching sight of two men in dark uniforms—enforcers. Not ordinary guards, but dungeon authority. The kind that only got involved when something serious went down.

"I don't have time for this," Ren muttered, trying to pull away. "I've got a family to—"

"You'll want to make time." The second man, taller and more imposing, stepped in front of him. "There was an incident in the dungeon today. A scavenger was found torn apart. And you were there."

Ren's stomach dropped. He had seen nothing unusual. Just the usual routine: dead monsters, picking the remains clean, avoiding trouble. But a scavenger being killed?

"That has nothing to do with me," he said firmly.

"Maybe," the first enforcer said. "But you're coming in for questioning."

Ren could argue. He could run. But neither option would end well. With a suppressed sigh, he nodded and allowed himself to be led away.

Kaede was waiting for him outside the main district office. Her arms were crossed, her expression unreadable.

She nodded. "They're saying something's wrong with the dungeons. That monsters are acting strange. Stronger. More aggressive. Some hunters didn't make it back today."

Ren exhaled slowly. The world was changing. The balance that had kept hunters, scavengers, and civilians alive was shifting.

Chapter 2: A World That Won’t Wait