??? AM – The First Taste of Strength
🔹 [You Have Killed Bloodfang Burrower – Level 14.]
🔹 [EXP Calculation in Progress…]
Kyung-min's vision blurred as a deep chime echoed inside his skull.
Then—
🔹 [EXP Gained: 980 XP.]
🔹 [Level Up! You Are Now Level 2.]
🔹 [All Stats +1. HP & MP Restored by 30%.]
🔹 [EXP Gained: 780 XP.]
🔹 [Level Up! You Are Now Level 3.]
🔹 [All Stats +1.]
🔹 [EXP Gained: 580 XP.]
🔹 [Level Up! You Are Now Level 4.]
🔹 [EXP Gained: 380 XP.]
🔹 [Level Up! You Are Now Level 5.]
🔹 [EXP Gained: 180 XP.]
🔹 [Level Up! You Are Now Level 6.]
🔹 [Current XP: 180/900 to Level 7.]
His breath steadied.
His wounds, though still raw, were no longer bleeding out.
But the pain was still there.
It hadn't erased what happened. It had only given him enough to keep going.
His grip tightened.
"This isn't enough."
He needed more.
More power.
More strength.
More reasons to kill.
To survive.
??? AM – The Hunger Remains
Kyung-min's gaze fell to the corpse.
The Bloodfang Burrower's red eyes had dulled.
Its fangs, still wet with saliva, were frozen in a permanent snarl.
It was dead.
And yet—
It still felt dangerous.
Like if he looked away for too long, it would move again.
His stomach twisted.
Not with fear.
But with hunger.
He swallowed hard.
"I have to eat."
The thought made his skin crawl.
But it was the truth.
He had been running on empty. Starving. Weak.
He could feel his body breaking down. His stamina dropping with every breath.
If he didn't eat now, then he wouldn't make it to the next fight.
His hands shook as he reached forward.
The fur was rough.
The flesh was warm.
"Just meat. It's just meat."
His teeth sank in.
The taste was—
Wrong.
Bitter.
Like iron and decay.
He almost gagged. His body rejected it immediately.
But he forced himself to chew.
To swallow.
🔹 [Hunger Sated – Minor Fatigue Recovery.]
A warmth spread through his chest.
Not comfort.
Just fuel.
That was all he needed.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
??? AM – The Evolution That Shouldn't Have Started
Then—
🔹 [Grave Reaver Awakening: 18% Completion.]
His breath hitched.
"What?!"
He had expected progress.
A small notification. Maybe 1% or 2% growth.
But 18%?
"How?"
He hadn't killed the monster himself.
His summon had done most of the work.
And yet—
"Wait."
His eyes widened.
It wasn't just his kill.
It was his summon's kill.
The moment it had drawn blood, the moment it had fought—
It had counted.
"My summons gain experience too."
The realization hit him hard.
This wasn't just about him leveling up.
His class—Grave Reaver—wasn't like a normal combat class.
It wasn't about personal strength.
It was about using the dead.
Using them to fight for him.
His evolution wasn't based on kills alone.
It was based on how much his summons fought and endured.
And that changed everything.
??? AM – A Predator in the Dark
Kyung-min wiped the blood from his lips.
His stamina was still low.
His MP was still drained.
🔹 [MP: 80/250.]
He needed to rest.
To plan.
But the Bloodfang Burrowers were still outside.
Waiting.
They had been hunting him.
But now—
He was hunting them.
"I can't fight head-on. But I don't need to."
He had time.
He had shadows.
And now—
He had a plan.
🔹 [Corpse Reclamation Available.]
Kyung-min pressed his hand to the corpse.
The dead twitched.
Then—
It rose again.
Still weak.
Still slow.
But now—
It wasn't alone.
🔹 [You Have Summoned: Bloodfang Burrower (Undead)]
🔹 [XP Share Active: Summons Will Gain Growth Through Combat.]
Kyung-min's eyes gleamed.
"Let's see how strong I can make you."
And the hunt truly began.
??? AM – A Pact With the Dead
The Bloodfang Burrower twitched as the necrotic energy forced its body to move once more.
Its fur had dulled to an unnatural gray, patches of flesh peeling from its limbs.
The fangs that had once gleamed with hunger now dripped with something else—death itself.
Kyung-min exhaled, his fingers still tingling from the mana cost.
🔹 [MP: 80 → 60.]
"Twenty MP per summon. If I push past this, I won't have enough left to escape."
The knowledge settled deep in his chest.
This wasn't just about summoning an undead.
It was about knowing its limits.
How much could it fight before breaking?
How much damage could it take before falling apart?
Kyung-min's fingers twitched.
"This isn't a pet. It's a tool."
A weapon.
And if he wanted to survive this hell—
He would have to use it properly.
??? AM – The Second Kill
The Bloodfang Burrowers outside were still pacing.
Waiting.
They knew something had changed.
Kyung-min could feel their hesitation.
But hesitation wasn't fear.
And soon—
One of them took a step forward.
Then another.
Kyung-min narrowed his eyes.
"They don't know what undeath is."
These monsters—they weren't intelligent.
They were driven by hunger. By instinct.
And instinct didn't account for what was already dead.
He whispered a command.
"Kill it."
The undead lurched forward.
Not fast. Not smooth.
But relentless.
The living Bloodfang Burrower twitched—too late.
The undead rabbit clamped its rotting jaws down on its throat.
A guttural shriek tore through the cavern.
The living monster thrashed. It twisted, its powerful hind legs kicking wildly, slashing into the undead's ribcage.
🔹 [Your Summon Has Taken 35 Damage.]
Kyung-min gritted his teeth.
"Hold it."
The undead rabbit's jaws locked tighter.
And then—
🔹 [You Have Killed Bloodfang Burrower – Level 12.]
🔹 [EXP Gained: 720.]
🔹 [Level Up! You Are Now Level 8.]
🔹 [Current XP: 0/1200 to Level 9.]
A second corpse hit the floor.
And just like that—
The balance shifted.
??? AM – The Prey Becomes the Hunter
The remaining Bloodfang Burrowers froze.
For the first time—
They hesitated.
Kyung-min could feel it.
A shift in the dynamic.
A moment ago, he had been cornered.
Trapped.
But now—
They were the ones trapped with him.
He stepped forward.
A slow, deliberate movement.
Not to charge.
Not to fight.
But to see how they reacted.
The Bloodfang Burrowers twitched.
They backed away.
"They're smart enough to understand what just happened."
But not smart enough to leave.
His fingers curled into fists.
🔹 [Corpse Reclamation Available.]
A second undead rabbit rose beside the first.
Kyung-min's grin was cold.
"Let's test something."
And the slaughter continued.
??? AM – Awakening Creeps Forward
By the time the last Bloodfang Burrower had stopped twitching—
Kyung-min's hands were slick with blood.
Most of it wasn't his.
But some of it was.
🔹 [HP: 95 → 88.] (Minor Injuries)
His breathing was ragged.
His MP was low.
🔹 [MP: 40/250.]
But the gains—
The gains were undeniable.
🔹 [You Have Killed Bloodfang Burrower – Level 15.]
🔹 [EXP Gained: 1100 XP.]
🔹 [Current XP: 1100/1200 to Level 9.]
🔹 [All Stats +2.]
🔹 [Grave Reaver Awakening: 27% Completion.]
His vision flickered as the system updates rushed through him.
A warmth spread through his limbs, dulling the pain.
But it didn't erase it.
"27%… this still isn't enough."
He had killed four monsters—stronger than him.
And yet, his evolution bar had barely moved.
"My summons need to fight longer."
This wasn't about how many kills he stole.
It was about how much they endured.
How much they suffered before death.
He exhaled sharply.
"Then I'll make them suffer longer."
??? AM – The Fire of Defiance
The cavern was quiet now.
Only the flickering glow of his small fire remained.
It had taken most of his tattered clothing to start.
Fabric. A few dry bones. Scraps of fur from the rabbits.
It wasn't much.
But it was warm.
And that was all that mattered.
Kyung-min sat near the flame, the charred remains of monster meat skewered over it.
The scent was sickly sweet.
His stomach twisted.
Even cooked, the flesh still smelled wrong.
But he didn't care.
He forced himself to eat.
And with every bite—
His hatred burned hotter.
The Silver-Haired Woman.
Seok-hoon.
Min-jun.
Tae-sik.
Ji-hye.
The people he had called friends.
The ones who had stood over his body as he bled out.
The ones who had called his death necessary.
Kyung-min clenched his jaw.
His fingers dug into the flesh of the rabbit he was holding.
"You should have killed me properly."
His gaze flickered to the rising undead beside him.
The reanimated Bloodfang Burrower twitched in silence.
Its glowing, soulless eyes locked onto him.
Kyung-min smirked.
🔹 [You Have Earned a New Title – Harbinger of the Unresting.]
🔹 [Your Undead Will Now Grow Stronger With Each Resurrection.]
"Let's make them regret it."
And the fire crackled in agreement.