The Labyrinth City, Orario.
A city steeped in ancient history, its origins tracing back to a time even before the gods descended to the mortal realm. Today, it stands as one of the most renowned cities in the world, a beacon for adventurers and dreamers alike.
What sets Orario apart from every other city is the Dungeon—a vast, treacherous labyrinth that lies beneath its streets. It is the only place in the world where such a dungeon exists, drawing adventurers from every corner of the globe. For many, Orario is not just a city; it is the center of the world.
The city is encircled by towering walls, its outer districts filled with high-rise buildings and spires that scrape the sky. But as one moves closer to the heart of Orario, the buildings grow shorter, giving way to a sprawling central square.
At the very center of the city, rising like a monolith, stands Babel Tower. A colossal structure of white and gray stone, it pierces the heavens, dwarfing every other building in Orario—and indeed, the world.
Babel Tower is more than just a landmark; it is the gateway to the Dungeon.
The Dungeon is the birthplace of monsters, creatures that once roamed freely across the surface, spreading chaos and destruction. Before the gods descended and granted mortals the power to fight back, these monsters were an unstoppable force.
Even now, with the gods' blessings and the strength of adventurers, the Dungeon remains a constant threat. While the people of Orario have managed to suppress the monsters, those that escaped in the past continue to breed and roam the world beyond the city's walls.
To prevent further invasions, Babel Tower was built directly over the Dungeon's entrance, acting as a seal to keep the monsters at bay. For any adventurer seeking to challenge the Dungeon, Babel Tower is the first and only point of entry.
The tower sits at the convergence of eight major streets that radiate outward like the spokes of a wheel. No matter which path you take, all roads lead to Babel Tower—and to the central square that surrounds it.
It is here, on one of these streets, that Blake now walks, his destination clear.
After resolving matters with Ais and thanking his ever-helpful half-elf advisor, Eina, Blake had accompanied Hestia to purchase a home. Though he lacked the local currency, Vallis, fortune had favored him. Upon arriving in this world, Blake had received a stunning blue sapphire through a system lottery. Exchanging it had netted him a staggering sum—10 million Vallis.
Without hesitation, Blake invested in a spacious villa. For him, comfort and quality of life were paramount. Money, after all, was merely a tool.
Hestia, overjoyed at the sudden windfall, had nearly clung to him in excitement. "Finally, I have someone to support me!" she had exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.
Blake had chuckled at her antics. While he appreciated her enthusiasm, he couldn't help but remind her—playfully, of course—that it was *his* money. Still, compared to the whimsical loli goddess, material wealth mattered little. It was a means to an end, nothing more.
With everything settled, Blake had taken a moment to breathe. He purchased a sturdy longsword and set his sights on Babel Tower, ready to take his first steps into the Dungeon.
As he approached the tower, a girl with dull gray hair tied into a ponytail caught his eye. Her delicate features and innocent demeanor made her look like the girl next door, playful and approachable.
"This guest…!" she called out, stretching her hand toward him.
But Blake, focused on his goal, bypassed her without a second glance, disappearing into the bustling crowd.
"Syr, are you waiting for someone?"
A clear voice called out from behind the girl, drawing her attention. It came from a nearby tavern, its sign reading "Hostess of Fertility." A cat-eared maid stepped out, her expression puzzled.
Syr had been standing outside for over an hour, and the staff couldn't help but wonder what she was up to.
"It's nothing," Syr replied with a soft sigh. She quietly clutched a small purple magic stone in her hand before turning and heading back toward the tavern.
"Meow?"
The cat-eared maid tilted her head, confused. She couldn't quite grasp what Syr was thinking.
Inside the tavern, a beautiful elven maid with green hair and piercing blue eyes watched Syr with curiosity. She had been present the previous night when the incident occurred. Could it be that Syr had developed feelings for that silver-haired young man?
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Meanwhile, completely unaware of the girls' thoughts, Blake arrived at the central square.
"Ah—! Help!"
A sudden scream pierced the air. Blake turned to see a large man collapse to the ground, blood streaming from his seven orifices. It was the same man who had lost 42 luck points to Blake the previous night, just before he met Hestia.
The surrounding adventurers scattered in fear, unwilling to get involved. Within moments, the man was dead, his body consumed by grotesque insects that emerged from within him, devouring him in a horrifying display.
The death of this minor character, a consequence of losing 42 luck points, was undeniably cruel. But Blake felt no pity. The man had brought it upon himself, especially after bullying a loli.
With a final, indifferent glance at the corpse, Blake calmly stepped into Babel Tower, the entrance to the Dungeon.
At the same time, a tall, lean figure in the crowd subtly gestured in several directions, signaling to unseen accomplices. With a greedy glint in his eyes, he followed Blake into the tower.
The Dungeon awaited, and with it, untold dangers and opportunities. For Blake, this was just the beginning.
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