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Chapter 694 - No
🕑 Added 2025-09-10 08:39:10 +0000 UTCLyraen is a member of The Silent Veil. Just that guild name reeks of some phantom invisibility assassin, cloak swirling, voice dropping to a whisper, eyes glowing in the dark for no practical reason, bullshit class. The guild isn’t in the top 5, though it often shows up in the top 10.
It’s well known for an elite guild of not that many members, the lowest of them holding A rank. People often think of it as an elite mercenary guild. Hela used to run with them before she bailed for some reason.
As for Lyraen, he’s considered one of the top 3, maybe even the strongest. Nyssa, Lyraen, and Solae M’Karn, the guild master of Bloodline. I’ve asked about those three before. Nyssa has the longest time left, Lyraen comes second, and Solae has the least. Not much different from Hela.
What’s interesting are the rankings.
Individual Rankings
1. Adrian (Ivory Tower)
2. Lyraen (The Silent Veil)
3. Nyssa Volare (Primordial Knights)
4. Solae M’Karn (Bloodline)
5. Zarith K’Traal (The Darkmoon Collective)
They reset once every thousand years, and the next reset isn’t far off, probably around 10 years away. Yet the top 5 already has 3 currently active people. That fact didn’t escape me, and it sure as hell didn’t escape anyone else in Beyond either.
Some say it’s luck or coincidence, others say it’s always like this, with maniacs from the last rounds of the tutorials pushing hard before the thousand year reset. This generation has the highest risk takers and the most casualties, but also the ones clawing higher. Others claim it is yet another sign that big changes are coming to the outer world, with ancient monsters stirring awake and new talent carving their mark into the system.
These individual rankings come from your performance in the tutorial, while exploration rankings are tied to Beyond performance. Mostly floor exploration, with some weight from quests and events.
Exploration Leaders
1. Adrian (6th Floor)
2. Voss (5th Floor)
3. Nyssa Volare (5th Floor)
4. Orion (5th Floor)
5. Zenith (5th Floor)
In this top five, only Nyssa is active. Rumors say she might soon overtake Voss, a beyonder from three hundred years ago, and might match Adrian.
Sometimes I wonder what drives her to push like that. And sometimes I wonder how she turned a bastard like Morwag into someone people call her hunting dog. I wonder about a lot of things. For example, why is Biscuit so cute, and why is his nose so pleasant to boop? Important things like that.
It’s already night again. Monsters are roaming outside the safe zones, and Weslin and I are used as Morwag’s entertainment. After what he pulled today, there’s a mark on his forehead for everyone to see, a black tower, branded by the tower´s master. A local Champion, or someone not far from that rank.
It works like one of those ankle bracelets for house arrest. And damn, the most demon demon to ever demon hates it. It probably cost him ten years of his life not to storm the black tower and tear it down. Every ten minutes. Or five. He only held back because someone reminded him of Nyssa’s words—or more like what she would think if he went against her. She sent him up here without much oversight, but this time, he figured she wouldn’t approve. So he stays alive instead of being exiled into the night.
Now the only places he can walk are our branch, then straight out of the city through the streets. No other buildings. I might have mentioned it already, but damn, he fucking hates it.
While everyone else avoids him, I sit in the chair across from him. I’m already sure he’ll leave this outpost tomorrow, either to hunt Hela or to cause trouble in another one. I might have worried more before, but now I think I’m better prepared to face Hela.
“Can you tell me about Binding Primordial Energy?” I ask him.
“No.”
“What item did Nyssa send to the Doc?”
“No.”
“Can you tell me about Nyssa?”
“No.”
“Say no if you’re dumb.”
“No.” He answers with an aggressive smile crawling across his lips.
“Interesting.”
“Human with two hearts.”
“No.”
“Say no one more time and I’ll tear off your arm.” He threatens.
Something about the way he says it irritates me suddenly and intensely, the kind of irritation that crawls under the skin. It is the way he tosses it out dismissively, not even bothering to look at me.
“You’ll have to come up with something more threatening than that,” I answer.
“Do you want me to? Unlike the lumorans back then, you’re a member of the same guild as me. That earns you a certain level of goodwill.”
Once again that tone.
“I know, it is a pro of being kidnapped and forced to join the guild everyone calls Primordial Lunatics,” I say.
“They call us that?” Morwag asks in surprise, "I never heard this one."
"What would you do if someone called it that in front of you?"
Morwag smiles widely. "That might be one of the reasons. But, human, who taught you how to use kinetic energy for movement?"
"Someone must have taught me, otherwise, there is no way such a lame human like me could use it that way?"
"Something like that."
"Since you are an ass who never answers questions when I ask them, I will only tell you a little. Lurker, the others call him Whitey."
"Ahhhh," he says with an expression that clearly means he knows who I am talking about. He observes me for a while, then laughs shortly and shakes his head. "I see, I see."
"So damn mysterious. Not very demon-like."
His expression hardens. "Who are you to decide what a true demon looks like, human? You may have strong hearts, you may have learned from a great one, you may even share some of our tendencies. But your judgment means nothing, because you are still just a human."
"You are wrong."
"Why do you think so?"
"Because if I prove myself stronger, then my opinion is right and yours is wrong. Even if I claim that all proper demons wear pink dresses at all times."
He starts cackling, clapping a few times. "Exactly. Until then, you are wrong and just a human. Now, tell me, how did you get taught by that demon?"
I look back at him as the mood shifts.
The quiet of the room grows louder, the kind of silence that screams in your ears, and I know what is going to follow. Yet still, I have already picked my answer.
For some reason, I do not feel like sharing this at all.
As a smile climbs across my face, I look at him and answer.
"No."
Of course, I put up a fight. I try to hold him in place. I strengthen my body with kinetic energy and mana. I am even quick enough to create a barrier around my skull and launch a burst of kinetic force at him.
Yet he still moves like a tank, grabbing my arm and pulling it off exactly like he said he would.
Then, instead of destroying it, he drops it on the floor in front of me. It is something halfway between a polite gesture toward me as a guild member and a laugh at my expense. A gesture that says he did not destroy my arm, so I will have an easier time reconnecting it and will not have to regrow it or beg healers.
But to me, it seems like he spat in my face, a clear provocation and challenge.
For a while, I stare at that arm in the mess of the room, nearly all of it evaporated in our short clash. Dozens of alarms ring out loudly somewhere in the background.
I reach down, pick up my arm, and stare at for a short moment. It is a weirdly unnerving feeling, the weight of it, the way it balances in my hand. And, of course, it is my left arm.
Then I throw it at him. Morwag catches it with a short cackle.
He opens his mouth to say something, but the arm in his hand explodes, holding nearly all of my mana, which I had channeled there in that short moment I held it, forcing it to destabilize. Nothing too fancy or powerful, just the kind of simple, inefficient explosion I used to make on the early floors. A single droplet of blood falls from my nose from the strain.
The arm swells up, fingers twitch, and all that mana detonates.
Morwag’s binding energy goes into overdrive. He not only hardens his body but twists the explosion into pale blue mist that bursts through the room like a crashing wave.
For a heartbeat, the room settles into that pale glow, quiet as falling snow. The mist like particles curl between the shattered furniture, soft and almost beautiful.
Morwag stands in the center of it, shoulders loose, expression unreadable. He brushes a flake of ash off his chest like it was nothing at all.
Then another arm lands at his feet before he can say anything. My right one.
This time it contains, as some might say, a shitload of thermal energy from my Ignition Heart. I lifted the second seal entirely to fill it.
As the golden light starts seeping from it, ready to explode, I look at Morwag.
And I say, "I said NO, you bitch."
Another explosion fills the room. This one becomes a golden mist that crashes not like a wave but like a blast, bouncing and swirling against the walls.
Bursts of kinetic energy rocket through my body, carrying me in front of the demon while two arms made of mana grow from my stumps. The air around us drains of color. Running on what I would call fumes, but still holding enough to be equal to the mana pool of an average attendee, I reach him.
He just keeps cackling, eyes locked on my mana arm as it reaches for his face. Just like before, his primordial energy rises to unbind my mana.
But not this time.
My mind, my skills, my passives, my domain, my focus, everything flares up to stop him, and even despite his attempts, my fist reaches him and crashes into his chin.
His face does not show pain or recoil back, but his surprise is obvious.
It is my mana, and it will not be unbound so easily.
In the next moment, multiple people rush in, Weslin included. Some of them literally throw themselves at Morwag to hold him down, though he just stands still, looking only at me. His deep red eyes glow, and his heart tells the truth. It thumps through the wreckage louder than the alarms and louder than the shouts of the people. He looks as if he does not even notice them around him.
Then, as if nothing happened, his heartbeat stops. In the next second, it returns to normal, and the mood around him shifts just as quickly.
Without saying another word, he leaves the room.
***
A few days pass, and looking back at that clash, I start to think Morwag left so the blame would fall on me. But as amusing as that would be, I believe he left before he had to fight me with everything he had.
Some would call it very undemon-like to walk away from a fight like that, but to me, it fits demons perfectly. Maybe not the younger ones who throw themselves into every brawl, desperate to show aggression at every chance. But from Morwag, it felt right. Demonic. Even while he carries the same violent energy as the others, he can still put it under control if he chooses. After all, in his eyes, wouldn’t it be pathetic to let anything control you, even your own emotions?
Since that day, I have not seen him, only heard rumors from Weslin about his clashes with the Ethereal Clown Band. More mercenaries keep appearing, too, but even with their numbers, it is not enough to stop him.
The same goes for the attacks on our outpost. Without a powerful demon heart in the area, they do not amount to much.
Days turn into a week, and Hela disappears from the third floor. Rumors say she went down to the fourth.
Morwag follows only a few hours later.
Multiple powerful A-ranks, especially from the top guilds, head down there as well, all of them likely holding information I do not have.
But it is obvious. Something big is going to happen there, on the fourth floor, deeper inside the First Dungeon.
I am growing impatient to head there, and thankfully, the rest of the outpost construction goes well, up until only the last step remains.
This time, more people from the guild are with us to “claim” the outpost. It is not like we will own the safe zone after we ignite it, but as the ones who built it, we get a cut of the taxes and plenty of influence in how things are run. At least that is how Talon explains it to me, simplifying it since he knows I am not all that interested. I am sure it is far more complicated, dealing with locals, finding someone strong enough to defend the place and enforce order like the master of the Black Tower, all that shit.
The ignition itself is… well, something. After all our work, the mining, the gathering, there is a big circular platform, wide enough to hold a large building. This will be the core of the base, the same way the Black Tower is the core of, well, the Black Tower safe zone. The attendees really do not give a fuck about creative names.
In the center is a single hole in the ground shaped like a cube, and above it floats another cube, about the size of a package holding a few thousand slabs of deer jerky crammed together. It is extremely delicate, made of multiple rare materials and hundreds of hours of labor following some blueprint the Primordial Knights bought. It drifts down and slides into place, locking in perfectly, no seams or gaps visible.
And that is it.
No insane wave of mana, no thunderous noise, no control panels lighting up one after another while someone screams the power levels are too high. No sudden accident that turns out to be sabotage, summoning a monster we all have to fight in a panic with half the members dying, no Weslin biting off the monste’s finger, and me losing my left arm just to finish it in the last second, breaking through my limits and level up unwillingly to 350, unlocking a body upgrade only to die in the very next moment.
None of that.
It is a good day. At least I get a notification.
Congratulations on completing your Beyond floor quest!
You have received:
14-day Stay Token
100,000 shards
Activation stone for the portal to the 4th floor
So cheap. After finishing reading the notification, I glance at Weslin, who already knows what I am thinking.
"Let’s head to the fourth floor," he says.
***
Comments
Malestan
A proper and normal member of Primordial Lunat.. Knights ! Of course Knights ! Why are you looking at me like that Morwag ?...
tishane Imperial MageKiller
Lol saw a Biscuit yesterday 🤣 on the highway and nearly lost my shit.
Xaver Klein
as far as i know he is limited by his mana pool insofar as his total capacity still scales with his mana stat.
Florian
I have been thinking. Nat isnt really bound by his natural manapool anymore, hasnt been for a long time now. Wouldnt it technically be much better to have the mana regeneration upgrade instead of amplification? I mean if one can accumulate the generated mana anyway, why not go for the best recovery of many as just a bigger manapool doesnt help if you are not limited by the natural manapool.
Natalie
Did you have a Futurama moment when Bender was picking up his arms?
Jim Johnson
Removing Nats physical arm is one thing, will the first beyonder be able to remove his mana arm as well?
venkata siddhardha yarlagadda
Cerim has brainwashed me. Idk if others do this but whatever I read basically plays as a video in my head. So when I am imagining nat losing his hand, I immediately imagined it to be his left hand.
Ivan Jelenić
Love this chapter, so good. It's really nice payoff for the Morwag story setup.
Ivan Jelenić
You might want to fix this: "Monsters are roaming outside the safe zones, and Weslin are used as Morwag’s entertainment." And the extra spaces here after the apostrophe/backtick: "After what he pulled today, there’s a mark on his forehead for everyone to see, a black tower, branded by the tower´s master." (And use the same character for the apostrophe.)
Ivan Jelenić
Security lady pov! Fuck yeah, that would be so sick!
Marshall
My brain glitched when Nat threw his second arm.
Kroppertites
So sweet seeing Nat spend time with his boyfriend 🥰
baggytoques
Yeah humans are fairly common I think. Lyssandra's world for example was fully human.
CptJimmy42
Just wondering, are there other humans besides Earthlings? Since Morwag says "You're just a human." It shows that he knows of humans and it's only been a few years since the Earthlings were forced into the tutorial. So do we know how he has enough experience with "humans" to already have a stereotype of the race?
Nerø
The rankings reset every 'Cycle', not just the guilds. And I believe the guild rankings constantly updates based on what guild has a better performance. Just like before when it was mentioned that Crimson Forge overtook PK in the guild rankings.
Fdrugc
Tftc also why do the guilds reset every 1000 year's and not constantly based on performance?
Andrew
Thank you!
Arnon Parenti
Nat practically threw his hand at Morwag, all he had to do was put a ring on it.
Arnon Parenti
Let's go to the fourth floor. No.
Val the mysterious Jedi
Fourth floor sounding like royal rumble plus WrestleMania plus money in bank, while all the wrestlers are on crack and pcp
mitchell kaiser
He’s already been there, he was just assisting Nat.
Moonfrost
he can easily regrow his arms with his thermal healing passive
TheOne320
So did Weslin also need the quest to head to the 4th floor or was he just waiting for Nat?
BlackRazaras
Thanks for the chapter
Adrian Rake
I think that Nat gained Morwag’s approval of being a proper member of Primordial Knights 👍
JTP
An arm for a no? I'll take that price!
zoarian
Morwag: Your mana is now unbound Nat: No
V
So do Nat's arms get regrown now or does he run around with mana arms until he sees Lily again? I forgot. TFTC
Nerø
TCTF! Morwag called Whitey "Great One". So some demons knew who he was before he got betrayed? Also, 4th floor!! It's been quite a while. What shenanigans will Nat experience in that floor with a handful of S-ranks wandering around? Lol
frankie doerr
I don’t think meric is American but his name is close enough so he’s adopted I guess
Nemesis
Surely that honour goes to Vega 😜
Seijax
"about the size of a package holding a few thousand slabs of deer jerky crammed together". Americans-will-use-anything-except-the-metric-system moment lol
Lazy Lemon
No
frankie doerr
Hey cerim can we please get the security ladies or the docs pov once Nat leaves for the 4th floor the curiosity is killing me
zoarian
That is one weird courting ritual between Morwag and Nat
frankie doerr
Nat is the most demonic human to ever demonic human
Dr.Awkward
Tftc! Nat is really the most normal person in the tutorial. He said "No" as many times as he had arms. What didn't Morwag get....tsk these demons are so silly sometimes
Claro reyes
Tftc
vEnviouz
TFTC!!!
