The Helper Who Hunted S Rank Gate Keepers
A warm evening sun painted the Agneyastra Guild rooftop in hues of gold. The wind was calm, but the air between the three friends buzzed with tension.
Satya leaned over a scroll of hunter logs and anomalies. "So… what's the plan? We know someone's feeding intel to the outside. Traitors are in the system. But how do we smoke them out?"
Vaidehi, arms crossed and deep in thought, spoke first.
"We start by tracking behavior anomalies. Gated missions where records don't match. Late call-ins. Changed gate clear times."
Yug nodded. "Gate energy signatures, too. I've marked four C-rank missions where the mana pattern resembled a mutated S-rank core. No one noticed."
Vaidehi added, "Which reminds me—we never talked about this... What role did you apply for, Satya?"
Satya casually picked at a biscuit. "I applied as a helper."
The silence was sharp.
Then—
"WHAT!?"
Vaidehi's jaw dropped. Yug blinked twice, then burst into laughter."Wait, wait—THE Satya. Mr. Garud. Mr. Beat-S rank gate keepers -in-Chappals applied to be a helper?!"
"You mean the people who carry food packs, med kits, spare swords and throw water bottles during raids?" Vaidehi asked, half-laughing, half-staring.
"Exactly," Satya replied, totally unfazed. "No combat role. Just support. I'll carry your bags."
They both rolled on the floor, clutching their sides.
"So the guy holding Garud's Power is going to throw band-aids mid-fight!?"
"He's going to fetch arrows while we blast ogres!"
"Helper-samaaa~ bless us with your bandages!"
Satya deadpanned, "Done mocking?"
They wiped tears from their eyes, still giggling.
"I did it to stay invisible," Satya said, voice dropping. "Fighters get tracked. Specialists are observed. Helpers? Ignored. I can move between squads, enter gates with different teams. I can listen, watch, trace behaviors—undetected."
Suddenly, the joke melted. Their eyes turned serious.
"Smart," Yug muttered. "You're playing the long game."
"We'll help from the inside," Vaidehi added. "Clean this rot out."
Then Satya leaned forward.His voice was quiet, but there was a glint of curiosity in it.
"By the way... how did you two even pass the Guild Exam?"
Flashback: Vaidehi's Guild Test – Labyrinth of the Leviathan
A pitch-black chamber pulsed with crushing water pressure. The floor beneath her feet shifted constantly, and she had only minutes of borrowed oxygen. No light. No direction. Just intuition.
Vaidehi closed her eyes.
Water is not meant to be controlled. It's meant to be understood.
She raised her hand and the entire labyrinth lit up with glowing blue veins.It wasn't magic. It was hydrosense—her ability to feel every droplet, every tunnel, every heartbeat inside water.
As stone doors slammed shut behind her, monstrous serpents slithered through the currents, cloaked in liquid stealth.
She smiled.
"Found you."
With a snap of her fingers, the water around her froze into mirror-like spears. She danced through the dark like a river—dodging attacks with liquid grace, her bare feet skimming over surfaces like lotus petals.
When the Kraken rose in the final chamber—its arms large enough to crush ships—Vaidehi didn't fight with brute strength.
She whispered something ancient.
The surrounding water compressed into a spinning drill of superdense pressure, the air vibrating as it launched forward—
BOOM!
The Kraken exploded from the inside, blood coloring the ocean like ink.
The test proctor stood stunned.
"She didn't just command water. She became it."
Result: A Rank Hunter.
⚡ Flashback: Yug's Guild Test – Trial of the Four Cores
Lava fell from the ceiling like flaming arrows. The trial grounds were inside a volcano, and the path was designed to kill.
Most candidates had failed before even entering the second zone.
But Yug walked in whistling.
A C-rank hunter cried for help, pinned beneath molten debris. Yug snapped his fingers—the ground bent itself, forming a stone cradle to lift him out.
Another hunter was choking on fumes.
Yug raised his hand and pulled air from cracks in the earth, creating a wind tunnel that delivered oxygen directly to the lungs of everyone present.
And then came the monster: a Magma Drake with skin of fire and eyes of molten gold.
Yug didn't flinch.
He closed his fists—and the lava beneath his feet cooled into obsidian, locking the beast in place. But it breathed hellfire onto him.
That's when they saw it.
His healing light wasn't golden—it was silver. Divine. Ancient.
His burns reversed in seconds. Wounds closed. Even the stone under him repaired itself.
Then with his right hand, he pulled moisture from the atmosphere, hardened it into a blade of crystal, and with one strike—
Crack! The Magma Drake turned to ash.
Yug stood tall, wind and stone swirling around him like loyal pets.
"Four elements. Two seconds. One healer."
The judges were speechless.
"He's not a support mage. He's a one-man natural disaster."
Result: A Rank – Elemental Healer.
Later that week, Satya stood at the edge of a crimson vortex—an S-Rank gate glowing like a burning sun.
A squad of elite National Hunters waited nearby, all in sleek custom armor.
"Helper, huh?" one of them smirked. "Don't fall behind."
The air crackled with sulfur and static. Obsidian cliffs rose like jagged teeth. Lava veins pulsed beneath the cracked floor, casting a hellish glow.
Dozens of ash demons, spined ogres, and serpent hounds roamed ahead—each exuding mana spikes that would terrify even A-rank squads.
Satya, wearing the badge of a "Helper," stood in the rear with supply bags, quietly activating his passive scan.
But then he saw them move.
🌀 Ishaan "Skyfury" Raut – Wind Emperor
He didn't walk. He vanished.
A sonic boom echoed as he reappeared midair, a thousand feet above, twin chakrams glowing on his arms.
"Wind Scythe Barrage: Vortex Overload."
He spun.
A tornado formed instantly, then splintered into invisible blades.
Below, dozens of serpent hounds were sliced mid-pounce, their bodies falling apart before they even landed.One ogre raised a shield, and Ishaan smirked.
"Nice try."
With a flick, he inverted the air pressure, crushing the shield inward like paper.His precision wasn't flashy. It was surgical violence.
🔥 Shravani "Soulfire" Bendre – Spirit Pyromancer
She walked slowly, whispering to flames floating like butterflies around her.
Each one had a name.
"Ashva, Miran, Delka—burn with me."
The fire spirits giggle—then erupt into shape-shifting beasts: one becomes a lion, one a falcon, another a serpent.
They didn't just burn.
They thought.They planned.They outsmarted the enemy.
When a trio of demons tried flanking her, one of her fire spirits mimicked her body, drew their attacks—and then exploded, creating a vacuum.
Shravani's eyes glowed silver as she launched her signature:
"Soulfire Lattice!"
A net of living fire wrapped around the battlefield, trapping monsters in a burning maze that reformed with every step they took.
Satya shivered.
"Her fire doesn't obey physics… it obeys her emotions."
🛡️ Colonel Dhruv "Juggernaut" Arora – Iron Sentinel
He stood still as an Ogre King barreled toward him—axe the size of a house.
BOOM!
The axe hit his chest—and bent.
The ground cratered under Dhruv's feet but he didn't flinch.He lifted his arm—like a tank cannon—and backhanded the Ogre.
The creature flew 300 feet, slamming into the cliff wall with the sound of snapping bone and splattering lava.
His skin had turned to plated metal. Ancient sigils glowed at each joint.
"Tactical Line Breach. Activating Fortress Mode."
He stomped once.
A shockwave of kinetic force blasted outward. The incoming wave of monsters was reduced to twitching corpses.
He was the wall.He was the army.He was the punishment.
⏳ Nila "Chrono" Bose – Time Dancer
Elegant. Lethal. She moved like a silk ribbon in the wind.But Satya couldn't understand how she moved—until he looked closer.
She was blinking through micro-moments of time.
"Temporal Fracture: Phase Slice."
A troll screamed, mid-swing.
But its head was already rolling.
Nila hadn't dodged.She had stopped time, walked behind the troll, and sliced it in .2 seconds.
In one part of the field, three enemies froze mid-motion, eyes wide in horror.
In another, she caught a fireball—reversed its time flow—and threw it back as raw mana into a charging elemental.
Satya whispered, awe-struck:
"She's not moving fast… she's breaking causality."
⚫ Anwar "Null Void" Khan – Anti-Magic Specialist
Satya felt it before he saw it.
The world around Anwar became dead silent. No magic. No mana. Not even light dared linger.
He walked toward a summoned flame beast.
The beast flickered… then snuffed out like a candle.
"Null Zone: Sphere of Oblivion."
Magic-based monsters simply ceased to exist near him.
An ancient lich raised its staff. Spells began forming.Anwar stared. The staff rusted, the spell unraveled, and the lich collapsed in pieces.
He didn't kill.He deleted.
Even enchanted weapons held by enemies disenchanted mid-swing near him.
Satya's system buzzed:
❗ Warning: Absolute Magic Vacuum Detected. Maintain Distance.
🎯 Final Boss: Phase-Shifting Wyrm
The entire dungeon trembled.
A magma wyrm, 200 meters long, burst from the lava pits—its body coated in obsidian armor, eyes glowing like twin suns.
"Phase 1: Burrow and Blast."
The wyrm dove, causing volcanic eruptions to spiral toward the team.
Nila blinked them all to safety mid-eruption.Shravani's spirits redirected lava into heat-seeking meteors.
"Phase 2: Shadow Split."
The wyrm multiplied—three copies now fought.
Juggernaut drew all aggro, shielding the team as Ishaan's blades spiraled between dimensions, cutting all three heads simultaneously.
"Phase 3: Reality Twist."
The wyrm tried reversing time—trying to undo its death.
But then came Anwar.He stepped forward and whispered:
"No magic. Not today."
The wyrm shuddered, destabilized, and shattered.
He crouched near their supply crates, hands steady—unnaturally so. Not from fear. Not from fatigue.
But from something deeper:
Clarity.
The battle was over. The wyrm had fallen. Lava slowly cooled into blackened glass. Ash hung in the air like snow.
Satya stood amid legends—National Hunters whose names shook borders and broke siege records.
And yet…
His eyes narrowed.
"So this… this is what the world has become?"
He had faced demons before—Ravanox, gatekeepers that laughed at A-Ranks, beasts that tore cities apart.But what he saw today wasn't just power.
It was evolution. On both sides.
⚔️ Hunters: Reforged by Fire
The National Team didn't just fight with strength.
They moved like living techniques, like the very embodiment of elemental laws made flesh.
Wind that sliced spacetime.
Fire that thought.
Time that danced.
Metal that endured.
Silence that devoured magic.
Satya watched, not as a boy in awe, but as a specter from an older world, a shadow walking among titans.
"When did the Hunter Association evolve this far?"
The systems had changed.
Combat coordination, elemental fusion, timed phasing, intelligent support AI—it was no longer about rank.
It was about war science.
"They're not just hunters anymore. They're weapons built to counter evolution itself."
🩸 Demons: No Longer Beasts, but Armies
The enemies had adapted too.
No longer the mindless roars of yesterday.
Wolf packs moved in platoon formations, flanking with discipline.
Trolls cast healing glyphs mid-fight, sacrificing limbs to regrow allies.
Wyrms now had boss phases, like evolving game bosses—adapting per encounter, changing magic types and resisting prior damage.
"The DDA has changed…"
Demons had become generals.Beasts had become sentient.Chaos had become structured war.
"This is no longer just a dungeon breakout problem… This is a battlefield preparing for a larger war."
"If this is the standard now… how long do I have before my secret burns too bright to hide?"