Chapter 10: The Stranger Who Returned

The dungeon cracked open like a wound.

A rift tore through the cursed stone as Ren forced his way up through layers of darkness and death. His body was shredded—claws had torn his back, his arms were laced with cuts that never fully closed, and the power inside him screamed with each step forward.

But he emerged.

The surface air hit him like a hammer. Cold. Bright. Wrong. He collapsed outside the mouth of the ruined dungeon, crawling through the dirt, bleeding shadows.

He passed out.

News spread fast: a figure, cloaked in darkness and barely alive, had appeared outside the city walls. He looked nothing like a man. Tall. Gaunt. Eyes like glowing embers. Veins blackened. Bones pronounced. Burned symbols scarred his skin.

No one recognized him.

Not the guards. Not the enforcers. Not even Kaede.

She stood over his unconscious body in the medical ward, arms crossed, unease knotting her chest. Her instincts screamed that something about this man was familiar. But she couldn't place it.

"He's been in the lower depths," one of the medics said. "His body's laced with abyssal toxins... and something else. Something we've never seen."

Kaede narrowed her eyes. "He's not dead?"

"Barely alive," the medic replied. "But he shouldn't be."

Kaede leaned in closer. "Who are you...?"

Across the city, life had changed.

Yui had awakened. Her power had flared violently in the middle of a street market. A healing aura with unpredictable surges—one moment soothing, the next burning through stone. She'd been taken in for training by the city's guild.

She cried herself to sleep every night, clutching the old scarf Ren had left behind.

Their mother's condition had worsened. Her body was failing. She barely had the strength to get out of bed. The illness had reached its final stage.

Kaede, now recognized as the strongest hunter in the city, carried the burden of defending the outer rings. Monsters were getting bolder. The dungeon doors were growing unstable. Something was stirring beneath the world.

But she couldn't shake the feeling that the man in the clinic—the one everyone thought was a monster—was the key.

Three nights passed.

And on the fourth, the man opened his eyes.

"Yui..." he whispered.

Kaede froze.

"…Mother…"

She stepped closer. "Ren?"

His eyes flickered toward her. Bloodshot. Exhausted. But real.

"…Kaede?"

And then he passed out again.

The world would never be the same.