Never treat the Land of Origin like a game.
It was a phrase Michael had seen countless times on the forums.
It was also a mantra he'd repeated to himself after nearly losing his life to an acid slime just a few days ago.
Never treat the Land of Origin like a game.
But only now was Michael beginning to grasp its true meaning.
The Land of Origin, at the end of the day, wasn't just a game or a simulation.
It was real—as real as the world he had come from.
"I almost died..." Michael murmured, the words heavy on his lips.
The thought still felt surreal.
The reality of it lingered in his mind like a stubborn shadow, filling him with a deep, gnawing insecurity he had never felt before.
Yet as much as that realization rattled him, Michael knew there were more immediate concerns to address.
"{Undead Summoning}."
