Veyrin nodded, his expression softening for the first time. "Good. Remember, George, the path forward will not only define your strength, it will define who you are. Choose wisely, for the weight of the relics grows heavier with each step."
As Veyrin's form faded into the shadows, George became more determined. Time quickly passed, and the effect of the beasts seemed to decrease in the area around, George decided to leave and explore further places, but the growth rate slowed down.
"It seems like the stronger we grow, the less enemies around our level." George said to his companions.
As the strongest humans around were about George's current power level, he could figure out that the beasts could not be much stronger currently.
A blur of countless adventures and monster hunting passed by.
6 months later:
