"The cost of power is never paid in gold, but in the blood of others—and eventually, in your own."
Steven stared at the freshly slain Dire Bear, its massive body slowly stiffening in death. The weight of its power pulsed within him, an intoxicating surge of raw strength, resilience, and something far more valuable—**healing**. He could already feel the deep gash in his side closing, the torn flesh knitting itself together as if the wound had never happened. The pain receded, replaced by a sense of invulnerability that was almost addictive.
He couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face. The system, this world—everything had given him a new chance. Not to survive, but to dominate. He could feel it in his bones now, the taste of power, of strength, unlike anything he'd ever known in his old, miserable life. The Steven from Earth had died, but here, something much more dangerous had been born.
And yet, even as the euphoria of victory coursed through him, a cold realization crept in. Power came at a price. The Dire Bear's strength wasn't just a gift—it was a challenge. The system had rewarded him for killing a lesser beast, but there were greater creatures out there, more powerful enemies that wouldn't fall so easily. He was still at the bottom of the food chain. For now.
Steven walked through the darkening forest, the adrenaline of the fight fading, replaced by the quiet solitude of nature. The trees loomed tall around him, casting long shadows as the sun dipped below the horizon. His heightened senses picked up every sound—the rustle of leaves in the wind, the scurrying of small creatures in the underbrush. It was almost overwhelming, his mind constantly processing information, analyzing threats.
But there was one sound that kept his attention: the distant hum of running water. A river or stream. Water meant survival, not just for drinking, but for finding food, and it would serve as a natural boundary for anything or anyone trying to sneak up on him.
He made his way toward the sound, his pace quick and steady. The trees thinned out, and soon he emerged at the edge of a riverbank. The water rushed by, clear and cold, a welcome sight in the growing gloom.
Steven knelt by the river, splashing water on his face and hands. The coolness of it grounded him, reminding him that no matter how strong he felt, he was still human. He couldn't get complacent. This world was full of dangers far worse than wolves and bears.
His mind drifted back to the system, the constant stream of updates and notifications that guided his every move. It was a tool, a powerful one, but it wasn't perfect. There were gaps in the information it provided—things it didn't tell him unless he earned it. The more he learned, the more he realized he was playing a game where the rules were hidden, and the stakes were his life.
But he had the key to leveling the playing field: **Assimilation**. With each creature he killed, he gained their strength, their abilities. It wasn't just about physical power—it was about adaptability. And with that, he could rise above anyone who tried to stand in his way.
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**[New Quest Unlocked: The Hunt for Power]**
**[Objective: Assimilate three unique creatures within one week.]**
**[Reward: Skill Upgrade – Enhanced Assimilation]**
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The notification flashed before his eyes, and Steven's grin returned. The system wasn't just rewarding him for survival—it was pushing him to grow, to evolve. Three unique creatures in one week? He could do that. He'd already taken down two; the third would be just another stepping stone on his path to domination.
But first, he needed to find it.
He turned away from the river, scanning the surrounding forest. His enhanced senses could pick up traces of life nearby, but nothing that felt like a challenge. The wolves and smaller beasts would be too easy, and the system likely wouldn't count them as unique. He needed something more. Something stronger.
Steven began to move again, this time following the river upstream. His instincts told him that the deeper he went into the wilderness, the more dangerous—and rewarding—the creatures would become. And if he wanted to rise quickly, he couldn't afford to waste time.
As the sun set, casting a crimson hue over the horizon, Steven's mind drifted to the people of this world. What were they like? He had yet to encounter any humans, but he knew they had to be out there. Were they fighters, warriors who lived and died by the sword? Or were they mages, wielding the strange, mystical powers that governed this reality? Either way, they would be potential threats—or allies, if he could manipulate them right.
But that depended on what he found next. He needed to understand the world better before he made any moves. And he needed more power before he faced anything that could match him in strength.
Just then, his senses tingled. Steven froze, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the dense forest around him. Something was watching him. He could feel it, the weight of a presence hidden in the shadows.
He slowly unsheathed his short sword, the blade glinting faintly in the twilight. His heartbeat quickened, but his mind remained calm, calculating. Whatever was out there, it was biding its time, waiting for the right moment to strike.
A low growl echoed through the trees, and Steven caught a glimpse of movement—a flash of red eyes, a shifting shadow. It was fast, almost too fast for him to track. But he didn't panic. He let his senses guide him, feeling the creature's movements before it attacked.
And then, with a snarl, it leaped.
Steven dodged to the side, just barely avoiding the creature's fangs as it lunged at him from the underbrush. He spun around, slashing with his sword, but the beast was already gone, disappearing into the shadows as quickly as it had appeared.
"Damn," Steven muttered under his breath, his heart racing. The thing was faster than the wolves—smarter, too. It was toying with him, testing his reactions. But he could feel its presence now, circling him like a predator stalking its prey.
He couldn't let it control the fight. If he wanted to win, he had to go on the offensive.
With a sudden burst of speed, Steven charged into the trees, his enhanced senses guiding him toward the creature's movements. He could hear its rapid breathing, its claws scratching against the bark as it moved through the forest. It was fast, but he was faster now.
He spotted the creature again—a blur of black fur and red eyes, darting between the trees. Without hesitation, Steven threw his knife, aiming for the beast's flank. The blade found its mark, sinking into the creature's side with a satisfying thud.
The beast let out a pained yelp, stumbling as it tried to flee. Steven didn't give it the chance. He closed the distance in seconds, his sword raised high. With one swift strike, he drove the blade into the creature's neck, severing its spine.
The beast collapsed, its body twitching as the last traces of life left it. Steven stood over it, breathing heavily as the adrenaline surged through his veins.
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**[Exp gained: 30]**
**[Exp required for next level: 10]**
**[Quest Progress: The Hunt for Power – 2/3 Unique Creatures Assimilated]**
**[New Ability Available for Assimilation: Shadow Step]**
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Steven's eyes widened as the notification appeared. **Shadow Step**. He had seen the creature use it—moving through the darkness with unnatural speed, almost like it was slipping between the shadows themselves. And now that ability was his for the taking.
He placed his hand on the beast's body, feeling the familiar warmth of its essence flowing into him. The sensation was different this time—colder, sharper, like a whisper of darkness creeping through his veins.
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**[Assimilation Complete: Shadow Beast's Essence absorbed.]**
**[New Ability Acquired: Shadow Step – Allows short-distance teleportation through shadows.]**
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Steven grinned, testing the new power as he felt it pulse within him. Shadow Step. He could move through the shadows now, just like the beast had. With this, he would be even harder to track, even harder to kill.
He activated the ability, stepping into the nearest shadow. For a brief moment, everything went dark—cold, empty, and weightless. Then, in an instant, he reappeared a few meters away, stepping out of the shadow of a nearby tree.
The power was exhilarating, a new tool to add to his growing arsenal. He could feel the strength building inside him with every new ability he absorbed. And soon, he would have enough to take on anything this world threw at him.
Steven glanced at the sky, where the last traces of daylight were fading into the deep indigo of night. There was one more creature to find, one more essence to claim before he could complete his quest. And with Shadow Step at his disposal, nothing would stop him.
He turned back to the forest, his eyes gleaming with determination.
The hunt continued.
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As the night deepened, Steven moved through the forest with renewed purpose, slipping between the shadows like a phantom. He was faster, stronger, more dangerous than ever before. And he knew that with each kill, with each new ability, he was one step closer to his ultimate goal: to ascend beyond the limits of this world and become something more.
The **Ascendancy of the Infinite Forge** had begun.
And Steven Notch wouldbe its master, its architect, and its ultimate weapon.
The forest seemed to grow quieter, darker, as if the very air had shifted in response to his newfound power. Steven's senses were heightened beyond anything he had ever experienced, the world around him a tapestry of sounds, smells, and movements. Every rustle of leaves, every whisper of wind through the trees, every heartbeat of the creatures hidden in the shadows—they were all part of him now. He was no longer prey; he was the predator.
And the hunt wasn't over.
With two out of the three unique creatures required by the system already assimilated, Steven felt a surge of momentum. The final creature, whatever it was, would complete this step in his quest, and the promised reward of an upgraded **Assimilation** ability loomed before him like a beacon. Enhanced Assimilation—just the name hinted at what it could do. Would he be able to take on more powerful traits, absorb abilities faster, or perhaps gain multiple essences at once? The possibilities were tantalizing.
But first, he had to find the third target.
He moved swiftly along the riverbank, the night enveloping him like a cloak as he slipped in and out of the shadows with **Shadow Step**. The teleportation was still new, and it took effort to control the exact distance he moved, but Steven could already tell how invaluable it would be in combat. Not just for escaping, but for closing the distance between himself and an enemy in the blink of an eye.
As he crossed a shallow bend in the river, Steven's heightened senses picked up a faint scent on the wind—something acrid and metallic, like blood but not quite. It was distant, carried on the night breeze from deeper within the forest. His instincts flared, and his body tensed. There was something out there, something far different from the beasts he had faced so far.
He followed the scent, moving through the dense underbrush with silent precision. The terrain became rockier as he climbed a small ridge, and the trees grew more gnarled and twisted. Steven's eyes narrowed as he noticed something odd: the ground was scorched in places, patches of earth blackened as if burned by fire. Yet the trees were untouched.
There was no sound of flames, no crackling of a distant fire, but the air was thick with the scent of ash. It was strange, almost otherworldly. And that only made Steven more determined. Whatever caused this would be his third target.
He crested the ridge and found himself overlooking a small clearing, bathed in the pale light of the moon. In the center of the clearing stood a creature unlike any Steven had ever seen.
It was tall, towering over any normal human, its body covered in a thick, armor-like hide that glowed faintly with veins of molten light running through it. Its head was horned, its face twisted in a grotesque snarl, and its eyes burned with a fiery, unnatural glow. The creature's massive hands crackled with energy, arcs of electricity dancing between its clawed fingers.
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**[Greater Beast Identified: Elemental Juggernaut]**
**[Difficulty: High]**
**[Reward: Elemental Resistance, Energy Manipulation, Arcane Vitality]**
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Steven's pulse quickened. This wasn't just some wild beast; it was a monster. A **Greater Beast**. And the rewards for killing it were beyond anything he had imagined. **Energy Manipulation**—he could harness the raw power of the elements themselves. But the system had marked it as a high-difficulty target for a reason.
This was no ordinary fight.
The Elemental Juggernaut seemed to sense his presence, its burning eyes locking onto him with a predatory intensity. Steven gripped his sword, the cold metal reassuring in his hand, but he knew it wouldn't be enough to take down something of this magnitude. He needed to outsmart it, exploit its weaknesses.
The creature roared, and with a single step, the ground trembled beneath its weight. It raised one massive arm, and arcs of lightning surged from its claws, crackling through the air toward Steven.
He didn't hesitate.
Activating **Shadow Step**, Steven vanished from the Juggernaut's line of sight, reappearing behind a large boulder at the edge of the clearing. The lightning struck where he had been standing a second ago, exploding in a shower of sparks and molten earth. The force of the blast was enough to send rocks flying in every direction, but Steven stayed low, using the boulder as cover.
"Alright, big guy," Steven muttered under his breath, his mind racing. "Let's see what you're made of."
The Juggernaut let out another roar, the sound shaking the air around them as it began to move toward him, each step causing the ground to smolder under its fiery presence. Steven knew he couldn't face it head-on; its elemental abilities would overwhelm him in seconds. But if he could get close enough, if he could strike at the right moment…
His mind flashed to the new ability he had gained from the Shadow Beast. **Shadow Step** would be key. He could use the shadows to close the distance, to get behind the Juggernaut before it could react. But he needed to be precise—one mistake, and it would crush him.
Steven darted from his cover, moving swiftly between the trees at the edge of the clearing. The Juggernaut followed, its movements slow but deliberate, its claws sparking with raw energy. He had to keep it distracted, had to make it believe he was still within range of its lightning strikes.
Another burst of energy crackled through the air, and Steven dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the blast. The force of it sent a wave of heat washing over him, and he could feel his skin prickling from the sheer intensity of the elemental power.
But the Juggernaut was slower than he was. Its size and power made it a lumbering beast, and that was his advantage. He circled the clearing, keeping just out of its range, waiting for the right moment.
The Juggernaut raised both arms this time, arcs of lightning and fire coiling around its claws as it prepared to unleash a devastating attack. Steven's heart raced, his instincts screaming at him to move.
And then he saw it—the opening.
Just as the Juggernaut brought its arms down, unleashing a torrent of elemental energy toward him, Steven activated **Shadow Step**. He vanished into the darkness, slipping between the shadows, and reappeared directly behind the massive creature.
The Juggernaut's attack blasted through the trees, obliterating everything in its path, but Steven was already moving. He lunged forward, his sword raised high, and with all his strength, he drove the blade into the creature's back, aiming for the gap between the molten veins running through its armor-like hide.
The sword sank in, and the Juggernaut let out a deafening roar of pain. Its body convulsed, the elemental energy within it surging wildly, and for a moment, Steven thought the creature might explode.
But instead, it staggered, its movements growing sluggish as it tried to turn and face him. Steven didn't give it the chance. He yanked the sword free and struck again, this time aiming for the creature's neck.
With a final, ear-splitting roar, the Juggernaut collapsed, its massive body crashing to the ground. The molten veins dimmed, the fiery glow in its eyes fading as the last traces of life left it.
Steven stood over the fallen beast, panting, his heart still racing from the intensity of the fight. He had done it. He had killed a Greater Beast.
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**[Exp gained: 100]**
**[Exp required for next level: 50]**
**[Quest Complete: The Hunt for Power – 3/3 Unique Creatures Assimilated]**
**[Reward: Skill Upgrade – Enhanced Assimilation]**
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As the familiar warmth of the essence flowed into him, Steven felt something shift deep within his core. This time, it wasn't just strength or abilities—it was something more. The system pulsed with energy, and he could feel the new upgrade taking effect.
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**[Enhanced Assimilation Unlocked: Ability to absorb multiple essences at once. Stronger abilities gained from higher-tier creatures.]**
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Steven's eyes gleamed. This was it. The next step in his evolution.
And there was no one in this world, or any other, that could stop him now.