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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 path ahead was unlike anything Ren had ever seen. It pulsed—not with light, but with memory. Walls of black crystal shimmered with faint echoes of voices, flickers of faces, moments stolen from countless beings who had passed through the void.

Ren walked slowly, every step carrying weight. Not just physical—but cosmic. Something in him had changed the moment he rejected the First Hunger's will.

The mark on his chest had deepened, spreading into intricate patterns across his arms and neck, glowing softly like burning ink.

He could feel it now—Void not as a curse, but a force.

He lifted his hand. The shadows responded instantly, swirling around his fingers like smoke given form. He clenched his fist, and they condensed into a jagged shard of obsidian—solid and sharp.

He released it, and it dissolved into mist.

With a breath, he whispered a thought—and the mist reformed into a shield, then a spear, then a shifting cloak that wrapped around him.

The void was infinite. Formless. Hungry.

"Let's see what you can really do," he muttered.

Further ahead, shapes began to emerge—monsters unlike any from the upper dungeons. They didn't roar. They didn't charge.

Ren stepped forward, the shadows rising with him.

They attacked as one, a blur of claws and shrieks—and Ren responded in kind.

The void surged around him, forming blades, tendrils, barriers. He weaved through them like a ghost, his mind split across dozens of paths at once. Where once he struggled to survive, now he commanded.

Without turning, Ren extended his hand—and the beast was devoured, reduced to ash.

But Ren remembered Yui's voice. Kaede's warnings. His mother's touch.

He stood among the corpses of creatures that had never known fear—until now.

"I'm not the boy who couldn't awaken," he whispered. "I'm the one who mastered the dark."

Chapter 27: Bound by the Void