[: 3rd POV :]
As the world struggled to regain its balance in the aftermath of the Apocalypse, a cacophony of reactions erupted across continents.
Yet, high above the chaos, Daniel remained suspended in serenity, lost in the overwhelming spectacle of rewards he had just received.
"Isn't this a little bit overkill…?" he pondered aloud, the irony of his words echoing in the solitude of the sky.
He felt a maelstrom of emotions—was he truly shocked by the sheer magnitude of the rewards, or should this to be expected?
After all, with the World Artifacts fused with his unique skills, it was hard to fathom any lesser outcome.
The number of monsters he had slain loomed before him in a shadowy abstraction, a statistic so vast it felt surreal.
[: Congratulations, you have slain 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 and 40 Apocalyptic Monsters :]
