Here's Chapter 11: System 15 Creates Undead Farm to Train Low-Level Beasts:
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Chapter 11: System 15 Creates Undead Farm to Train Low-Level Beasts
Ray spent the next few days in a daze, piecing together the revelations from the conversation with his family. The weight of his heritage, his exile, and the growing powers inside him made his mind race. He was beginning to understand just how complicated his path was—and how little control he had over it. His family had been kept in the shadows for so long, and now, with his abilities growing daily, it felt like the foundation of everything he knew was crumbling beneath him.
Yet, amid the chaos of his thoughts, a sense of purpose began to settle in. He couldn't afford to be passive anymore. His family had suffered, but it was time for him to carve his own path.
As his thoughts began to solidify, System 15 chose that moment to make its presence known.
System 15:
"Ray, I've been thinking. It's about time we upgraded your undead capabilities."
Ray blinked, his eyes narrowing in irritation as he leaned back in his chair. The sarcastic voice echoed through his mind, familiar but always grating.
Ray (mentally):
"Upgrade, huh? Did you come up with that all on your own, or did you have some divine intervention?"
System 15:
"Oh, don't flatter yourself. I just thought you'd enjoy having an undead army that actually works in more efficient ways. I mean, I'd rather not watch you drag those low-level grunts around forever. Let's give them a place to grow."
Ray's eyebrows furrowed. "You have an idea, don't you?"
System 15:
"Yes, yes I do. What if I create an undead farm inside your Domain? A place where the low-level undead can gather, rest, and train. An automated setup for growth. The more you need them, the more they'll be able to function without you micromanaging everything. Think of it as a boot camp for your undead army."
Ray smirked despite himself. He was starting to get the hang of System 15's antics. "So, what are you suggesting? A training ground for my zombies and skeletons? What's next, a spa retreat for my undead warriors?"
System 15:
"Not quite, but close. It'll be an entire farm setup. Low-level undead won't just sit around and rot anymore. They'll train, get stronger, and become more useful in the long run. You'll get a steady stream of competent soldiers as your resources grow. I'm even adding some specialized features to enhance training speed. How's that for an upgrade?"
Ray leaned forward, intrigued by the possibilities. "Alright, that sounds promising. But… what exactly are you adding? I'm not letting you turn my Domain into some sort of… undead amusement park."
System 15:
"Relax, Ray. I'm not adding roller coasters. But I'll add a few interesting things: automated beast training zones, an undead regeneration pool, and specialized feeding grounds for the more specialized creatures—like that wolf you've been keeping around. You'll even get a few of those extra-level beast trees to grow your undead strength naturally. And, oh, you'll get to monitor everything from the comfort of your command chair. Still skeptical?"
Ray exhaled slowly. It wasn't like he had much choice. With everything happening, he needed an edge, something that would give him an advantage over the other families and forces vying for control. This farm, whatever it was, could give him the leverage he needed.
"Fine," Ray muttered. "Make it happen."
System 15:
"Excellent. I'm already working on the logistics. This is going to be fun."
Ray could almost hear the smugness in System 15's voice as it spoke. As much as the system grated on his nerves, he couldn't deny that its ideas were often useful.
Within moments, a glowing interface appeared in front of Ray, outlining the details of the undead farm. The screen displayed a blueprint: rows of darkened fields surrounded by towering skeletal trees, with what appeared to be pits for training. Alongside these, there were pools of eerie green water that shimmered, indicating some form of regenerative process for his undead. A small undead beast pen was included, where Ray could store various beasts to be raised.
System 15's voice continued to echo in Ray's mind, detailing the features and capabilities of the farm as it began to take shape in the Domain. This wasn't just an ordinary farm—it was going to be a strategic resource that could change the way Ray built his army.
System 15:
"Alright, Ray. I've finished the first phase. The undead farm is operational. Your low-level beasts can now train and improve without constant supervision. You'll get notifications for every growth milestone. Not only that, but I've built in a few extra benefits like boosting your undead's ability to learn combat tactics and get stronger faster. Oh, and the best part? The more undead you train here, the more resources you'll gather for your Domain. It's a win-win."
Ray couldn't help but smile. This was exactly the kind of system upgrade he needed to get ahead. It was time to see just how well System 15 could deliver.
"Let's see what kind of results this farm gives me, then," Ray said, standing up. "But don't get too cocky. I still haven't forgotten your last 'helpful' suggestions."
System 15:
"You're welcome for the free power boost, by the way. But hey, I'm not here to cause trouble. You just keep collecting the undead, and I'll handle the rest. Ready for the next phase, Ray? The real fun begins now."
Ray nodded, his thoughts shifting. This was only the beginning. He had a long way to go, but with the undead farm in place, he was one step closer to building the army he needed to take control of his future.
And the first step toward reclaiming what was lost.
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End of Chapter 11: System 15 Creates Undead Farm to Train Low-Level Beasts.
Would you like to continue with Chapter 12: Ray explores Domain further. Hears voice from Beast Tree seed?Chapter 12: Ray Explores Domain Further. Hears Voice from Beast Tree Seed
Ray stood at the edge of the newly constructed undead farm, watching as skeletal figures and zombies shuffled around, following the automated training regimens. The air was thick with the energy of the Domain, and the unmistakable scent of death hung in the distance, like a natural part of the landscape. But it wasn't just the farm that caught Ray's attention. It was the entire Domain.
Now that the undead farm was up and running, Ray had more time to focus on other aspects of his rapidly expanding territory. He had the feeling that there was something lurking just beyond the horizon of his understanding. He could feel the hum of potential within the Domain itself—a deep, primal force that echoed with power.
He glanced at the sapling that stood near the center of his Domain. The No-Bark Tree had been growing steadily since it had appeared, its twisted bark now showing faint signs of something more substantial, more alive. It was strange—something about the tree didn't seem to fit within the usual patterns of nature. It was... different. Something ancient.
Ray had visited it a few times already, inspecting it carefully, but today he felt a strange pull toward it, like a magnetic force pulling at his very being. Without thinking, he began to walk toward the tree, his boots crunching on the soft, dark earth beneath him.
As he approached, the air around the tree shifted, becoming cooler, more charged with energy. It was as though the very atmosphere was reacting to his presence. He stopped just before the tree's thick trunk and placed a hand on its surface. The bark was cool, its texture rough yet strangely soothing. Ray felt a slight pulse under his hand, a faint rhythmic beat that seemed to echo through his chest.
And then, just as his fingers brushed the bark, he heard it.
A voice. Soft, almost a whisper, but unmistakable.
Voice from the Tree:
"You… are the one… chosen. You who walks between the realms, the one who binds the dead."
Ray blinked, his heart skipping a beat. He wasn't imagining it. The voice was real. He pulled his hand away, looking at the tree with wide eyes.
"What the hell…?" he muttered to himself, trying to process the situation.
Voice from the Tree:
"Do not fear, mortal. I am but a seed, a dormant power. I have been waiting for you."
Ray took a cautious step back. "Waiting for me? You're a tree… a damn tree!" His voice had a sharp edge to it, disbelief and annoyance clear in his tone. "I'm the one with a system and an army of undead, not some random talking plant. What do you want with me?"
The voice didn't seem disturbed by his harshness. If anything, it grew more curious, more intrigued.
Voice from the Tree:
"Not just any tree. I am the Beast Tree, the progenitor of beasts, of all that stalk the wild. My seed was planted by hands far older than yours, and I have long slumbered, waiting for the right soul to awaken me. That soul is you."
Ray's brows furrowed in confusion. A Beast Tree? What was it talking about? His thoughts began to race, trying to make sense of the cryptic words.
"What does that mean for me?" he asked, his voice quieter now, a hint of curiosity seeping through despite himself.
The voice responded with a calm certainty.
Voice from the Tree:
"You will find that we are linked, you and I. I am the root of power, the foundation of beasts, and you will be the one who commands them. Your undead, your beasts—they will become stronger, guided by me. In time, I will awaken fully, and together, we will bring forth a new era for this world."
Ray's eyes narrowed. He'd already seen how his undead could grow and evolve with System 15's help. But this… this was something different. A Beast Tree. A living force connected to the creatures of the wild.
"Wait," he said slowly. "So you're saying that I'm supposed to… what? Use you to control beasts? More beasts for my army?"
Voice from the Tree:
"Not just any beasts. The greatest of beasts. The ones that roam the wilds and tear through the realms. Those who are born of the primal forces. They will be yours to command, should you choose it."
Ray stood silently for a moment, absorbing the information. It felt like the world was getting larger, like the possibilities were expanding in ways he hadn't even considered. He had the undead, but real beasts… this was something else entirely.
"This is… a bit much to take in all at once," Ray admitted. "But I guess I don't have a choice. You're already connected to my Domain."
The voice in the tree seemed to chuckle, a sound that made Ray's skin crawl in the most unsettling of ways.
Voice from the Tree:
"Indeed, you have no choice. But you will find that I am a valuable ally. Should you wish to make use of the powers I offer, you must nurture me. I will grow in strength with you. And, in turn, you will gain power over the wild creatures that roam the realms."
Ray's mind raced. The potential of this new connection was enormous. He was being offered power beyond anything he had ever dreamed of, and yet there was a part of him that couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The Beast Tree's words, the eerie calm of its voice—it was all so overwhelming.
"Alright," Ray said finally, his voice resolute. "I'll see where this goes. But don't expect me to just follow blindly."
Voice from the Tree:
"Good. I would expect nothing less. In time, you will understand the true power that lies within me. And together, we will forge something great."
Ray took a step back, looking up at the tree. The once small sapling now seemed even taller, its leaves shimmering with a faint ethereal glow. He didn't know what to make of it yet, but there was no denying that the path ahead was becoming even more complex and dangerous.
"Alright, Beast Tree," Ray muttered, "Let's see what you've got."
With that, he turned and walked away, his mind already racing with plans and possibilities. He had a new ally now—whether he liked it or not.
But one thing was certain: he would use whatever power he had to carve out a future for himself.
And the Beast Tree, with its promises of primal beasts and untapped potential, might just be the key to his success.
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End of Chapter 12: Ray Explores Domain Further. Hears Voice from Beast Tree Seed.
Would you like to continue with Chapter 13: Domain Expands by 1 Acre. Ray Begins Mental Link with Undead?Chapter 13: Domain Expands by 1 Acre. Ray Begins Mental Link with Undead
Ray stood on the edge of his Domain, a place that had already grown beyond what he'd expected in the short time since his rebirth. His mind was still reeling from the strange encounter with the Beast Tree, its eerie voice lingering in the back of his mind. The connection felt more like a promise than a reality, and though it was unsettling, it also offered a tantalizing potential. He didn't have time to dwell on it now, though.
As he gazed across the land, the slight shift in the air caught his attention. His Domain was growing again. The familiar pulse of power vibrated beneath his feet, an unmistakable sign that his territory had expanded by another acre. Ray felt the air thrum with energy, his fingers tingling with the rush of power that accompanied such a change.
His eyes narrowed as he surveyed the new land. It wasn't just a small stretch of empty terrain like before. The expansion felt different this time—he could sense the subtle shift in the nature of the land itself. He could almost feel the boundary between his Domain and the outside world bending, warping around the edges. It was subtle but unmistakable.
System 15:
"Domain expansion complete. New territory added. Additional area available for undead training and beast control."
Ray let out a low hum, contemplating the possibilities. The undead farm would benefit from this increase in space. He could now establish a better training ground for his growing army of undead, particularly now that he was focusing on a more strategic approach to their development.
But that wasn't the most intriguing thing about the expansion. No, it was the feeling he had in the pit of his stomach—the strange, almost sentient sensation that the land itself was beginning to adapt to his needs.
As he stepped forward, his senses heightened, and he felt a subtle pulse. His eyes darted to the far end of the newly expanded territory, where he had planted his first Beast Tree Seed. The small patch of land where it stood now felt different, almost… alive. It was as if the very soil responded to his presence, as though it was anticipating something to grow there.
That's when it happened.
A rush of images, sounds, and sensations flooded his mind in an instant. Ray staggered back, his hand coming up to his forehead as a sudden wave of information overwhelmed him. He felt his connection to the undead surge, growing stronger than ever before.
System 15:
"Mental link established with undead army. Current connection strength: 15%. Link will increase with use."
Ray steadied himself, blinking rapidly as his mind adjusted to the new influx of information. His thoughts were no longer solely his own. He could sense every undead soldier in his army, their movements, their locations, even their faint emotions. A low, pulsing hum of awareness seemed to echo through his mind, filling the silence around him.
It was… unsettling, to say the least.
The first thing Ray noticed was how chaotic it felt. His undead were still at low levels, mostly simple skeletons, zombies, and a few weaker beasts. They lacked the complexity of true sentience, yet he could sense their presence in ways that felt unnervingly intimate. Each of them was like a flickering flame in his mind, their "thoughts" uncoordinated and primal, but there.
Ray
What the hell is this?
The mental link felt like an open channel between him and his army, one that he had never asked for but now had no choice but to manage. It was as if his mind was linked to every one of his undead soldiers, and while that would have been a massive advantage in battle, it was also… overwhelming.
The undead weren't exactly intelligent, but there was a strange, flickering awareness in each of them. And that awareness was being fed into his mind in real-time.
Ray took a deep breath and focused, trying to organize the flood of sensations and thoughts. He could feel his soldiers moving about on the farm, training, sparring with one another. The sounds of metal scraping against bone, the occasional groan of a zombie, and the soft thud of skeletal feet hitting the dirt filled his mind.
But there was something else. A deeper, quieter pulse from the No-Bark Tree. It was like a distant echo in the back of his mind, calling to him. The connection between the tree and his undead soldiers was subtle but growing. He could sense the way the land seemed to feed the growth of the undead, how their spirits were being nourished by the environment.
Ray
What is this? How does the Beast Tree tie into this?
Ray didn't have an immediate answer, but the deeper connection to his undead army made one thing clear: his power was growing. The more he learned to control this mental link, the more precise he could be with his undead army. Every movement, every command could be given with perfect clarity.
He could feel their loyalty, their obedience, even their confusion. A small part of him almost felt sorry for them—especially the low-level undead that were little more than shells, barely animated by necromantic energy. They were nothing more than tools, and yet Ray could feel their hollow existence in his mind.
System 15:
"The undead will grow more connected with you as their leader. Their skills and levels will increase with training. For now, focus on strengthening your bond to unlock their full potential."
Ray nodded slowly, taking in the information. There was more work to do, obviously. His army wasn't strong enough yet, and the mental link was still tenuous. But he had a clear goal now: strengthen the link, train his undead, and use them strategically to increase his power.
With the mental connection solidifying, Ray could already feel the potential benefits. He could direct the undead with greater precision, almost like puppets on strings. Every decision, every battle could be executed with flawless coordination.
Ray
Alright, let's put this to the test.
He turned toward the undead farm, his thoughts focusing on the soldiers there. As if on command, the undead ceased their training, standing in neat rows, awaiting his orders. A sense of control washed over Ray.
Ray
"Formations. Defensive line. Second row, archers."
Instantly, the undead shifted, moving into their designated positions with a precision that was almost human. The skeletal archers moved to the back, while the melee units took the front line, their bones creaking with unnatural harmony.
Ray stood still for a moment, letting the mental link settle, his mind filled with the awareness of every undead under his command. He felt their readiness, their desire to follow his lead.
This was just the beginning.
Ray felt a flicker of excitement within him. There was something powerful here. The potential to create a true army, one that was connected to him in ways no other army could be.
And with the Beast Tree's power, who knew what kind of creatures he could summon?
Ray
Let's see how far this goes.
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End of Chapter 13: Domain Expands by 1 Acre. Ray Begins Mental Link with Undead
Would you like to continue with Chapter 14: System 15 Gives Quest: "Establish First Undead Squad"?Chapter 14: System 15 Gives Quest: "Establish First Undead Squad"
Ray stood in the center of his Domain, the strange, unsettling feeling of the mental link with his undead army still fresh in his mind. He had spent the last few hours testing the extent of his control, and though it was a bit overwhelming at times, the potential was undeniable. He could feel the soldiers at his command, their readiness, their confusion, their dull obedience to his every thought.
But as the mental connection settled, Ray knew it was time to make things official. The undead were more than just a random collection of reanimated bones and flesh; they were his soldiers, his forces, and it was time to turn them into something more organized, something real.
As he took another step forward, feeling the weight of his power settle into his bones, the familiar voice of System 15 echoed in his mind, cutting through the silence of his thoughts.
System 15:
"New quest available: Establish First Undead Squad. Requirements: Train a squad of at least 10 undead soldiers. Their levels must be at least Level 2. You must implement basic battle tactics for coordination and formation. Reward: Enhanced undead control, experience points, and bonus to army cohesion."
Ray's lips curved into a smirk. Of course, the system would throw another quest at him—just as he was getting comfortable with his new abilities. But this one made sense. It was time to formalize the process, turn his ragtag group of undead into something more efficient.
Ray
"10 undead soldiers, at least Level 2. That's... manageable."
He couldn't help but feel a bit of excitement stir in him. A squad. He could finally test out his strategies, direct them with precision. The idea of having a dedicated force, moving with intent and purpose, made his mind race with possibilities.
Ray's eyes swept across the undead farm, taking in the various skeletal warriors and zombies scattered about, some still in the middle of their training. The farm was a mix of low-level undead, mostly Level 1 skeletons and zombies, with the occasional Level 2 beast or hybrid. None of them were strong enough for battle yet—well, none except for a few.
He scanned the soldiers, mentally assessing them as he considered his options. A few were in good enough shape to form the core of his squad, but there was still work to be done.
Ray
Let's see...
Ray focused, his mind extending outward through the mental link. He felt each undead soldier, assessing their abilities, their readiness. It wasn't just about their physical power—it was about how they would work together as a unit.
The first few were simple skeletons, basic in form but sturdy. He could see their joints and limbs creak as they shifted in response to his focus. A few zombies wandered aimlessly in the background, their movements sluggish and uncoordinated, but still alive in some sense.
Ray selected a few of the better ones—a Level 2 zombie that had some semblance of agility, a Level 2 skeleton with better-than-average coordination, and a handful of other low-level beasts. They weren't much, but they would serve as a start.
Ray
"Alright, let's get to work."
Ray focused on them, pulling the undead into formation. The skeletal soldiers lined up in neat rows, their bones rattling softly as they took their places. The zombie stumbled slightly but managed to join the group with a low groan.
With his mental link still active, Ray began to issue commands, testing his newfound control over them. First, he had them perform simple drills—basic movements, shifts in formation, and the like. The squad responded quickly, the undead obeying his every command with increasing precision. However, their movements were still rough, and there was no real coordination between them.
Ray
"Okay, we need a bit more discipline here."
He closed his eyes for a moment, focusing on each soldier as the link grew stronger. It was like adjusting the strings of a puppet—he had to get every movement just right. With a deep breath, Ray sent out a new set of instructions, focusing on the group's timing and spacing.
Ray
"Formation: defensive triangle. Skeletons, front and center. Zombies, cover the flanks."
Instantly, the undead obeyed. The skeletal warriors stepped forward, forming the pointed center of the triangle, while the zombies shuffled into place on the sides. Their movements weren't graceful, but they were far more effective than before. There was something almost… professional about the way they moved in unison, even if it was all based on his command.
System 15:
"Undead squad training progressing. Coordination: 30%. Additional training required to implement battle tactics."
Ray nodded. This was working, but they weren't ready for anything more than basic drills yet. He would need more time to train them. And more soldiers.
As he thought about it, a new idea struck him. He still had the Beast Tree Seed in his Domain, and he had sensed its potential the moment he connected to it. The Wolf Tree had already sprouted, but the idea of using Beast Trees to enhance his undead soldiers was something he hadn't fully explored yet.
Ray's eyes narrowed as the thought solidified. He needed to test it.
Ray
Alright, let's see if we can speed things up.
Turning toward the Wolf Tree, Ray felt the mental connection with the sapling still faint, but growing stronger. He extended his focus, reaching out with his mind, and as if responding to his call, the tree stirred.
A low hum vibrated in his skull as the Wolf Tree began to react. He could feel it—its roots shifting, stretching, responding to the need for stronger beasts. He felt the sapling's growth accelerate, and soon enough, small, ghostly wolf spirits began to materialize around it. Their forms were ethereal, wisps of blue energy swirling into the air.
The spirits floated toward the undead soldiers, and Ray's mental link with them flared to life. He could sense the spirits' power, their will to fight, and he pushed that energy toward the undead squad.
Ray
"Move out. Use the wolves for coordination practice."
The wolf spirits, though weak, seemed to understand their role. They circled the squad, darting in and out, testing the undead's reactions. The skeletal soldiers tried to swat them away, while the zombies fumbled around, not quite understanding what to do.
But then, something clicked.
The undead began to adjust their movements, responding to the wolves' presence. It wasn't perfect, but it was progress. The wolves would dart in, forcing the undead to shift and react. It was messy, chaotic, but for the first time, Ray could see how the coordination might work.
System 15:
"Quest progress: 40%. Undead squad coordination improving. Further training required."
Ray grinned. He could feel it now—this was the beginning of something much bigger.
His first Undead Squad was coming together. Slowly but surely, they would become more than just an army of reanimated bones. They would become a force to be reckoned with.
Ray
"Alright, let's keep pushing forward."
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End of Chapter 14: System 15 Gives Quest: "Establish First Undead Squad"
Would you like to proceed with Chapter 15: First Squad Ready. Ray Declares His Path: Not a Hero, But a Ruler?Chapter 15: First Squad Ready. Ray Declares His Path: Not a Hero, But a Ruler
Ray stood in the center of his Domain, his undead soldiers gathered in formation. The once ragtag collection of reanimated bones and flesh now moved with purpose, their formation a well-practiced triangle. They were far from perfect—some zombies still shuffled when they should have been charging, and a few skeletons were a bit slow to respond to the tactical shifts—but for the most part, they were functioning as a cohesive unit.
The wolf spirits from the Wolf Tree darted in and out of their ranks, pushing them to adjust, to think, and to react faster. There was a certain rhythm to it now, a pulse that had been absent when they had first started. But the squad wasn't ready for battle—not yet. They needed more training. More time.
Ray's eyes scanned over his soldiers, his undead army. These were his first loyal subjects, his first real command, and he couldn't afford to waste the opportunity.
With a mental push, he had the squad break formation, and they fell back into a loose line. A few of the undead soldiers stumbled, but they regained their position quickly enough, responding to his every mental instruction.
Ray exhaled sharply, his thoughts racing as he surveyed the scene before him. He wasn't content with just a few soldiers, even though these undead were his first foray into true command. He needed more. He needed an army.
But for now, this would do.
Ray
"Alright, squad, take a break. We'll pick it up again tomorrow."
The undead moved without hesitation, returning to their respective places in the Undead Farm, where they would rest and recharge, ready for the next round of training.
Ray turned away from them, walking a few paces before stopping. His thoughts wandered back to the quest he had received from System 15. The completion of this task was just the beginning—he had to push his army to higher levels, expand his forces, and forge a real path to power. He could feel it now, in his bones. The potential was limitless, but only if he could make the right moves.
He couldn't do it alone, though. He needed support. He needed allies.
Ray sighed, running a hand through his hair, trying to shake off the doubts that were creeping in. He had learned so much already—about himself, about the world, about the power of his System 15, but it wasn't enough. Not yet. He needed to take more from this world. Not just for himself, but for his family. For his future.
System 15:
"Quest complete. Undead Squad established. Further tasks available: Build a full army. Expand your Domain. Strengthen your undead forces. Reward: Undead cohesion bonus."
The voice of System 15 echoed in his mind, breaking his reverie. He grinned.
Ray
"Well, it's a start."
He turned back to his family's ancestral home, walking with purpose. He had a plan—more training, more undead, more power. But he also needed something else: a clear direction, a mission.
Not just some vague sense of purpose.
Ray
"I'm not some hero. Not some noble knight who fights for justice or to protect the helpless. I'm a ruler. That's what I'll be."
It was a thought that had been forming in his mind for some time now, but it was only now that it felt right. He had a Domain, he had the power to reshape the world around him. His System 15 had gifted him the tools to build something real, something lasting. And he wasn't going to squander it on some idealistic quest for glory.
His undead were just the beginning. His army would grow. His Domain would expand. He would forge weapons, build alliances, and dominate the territories. And anyone who stood in his way would regret it.
Ray
"I'll do whatever it takes to carve out my place. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. But as a ruler."
He could almost feel the weight of the world settling on his shoulders as he spoke the words aloud. The path ahead was dangerous, filled with unknowns, but Ray felt ready. He had to be.
System 15:
"Path confirmed: Ruler. Commencing further training. Additional quests available."
Ray smiled as he felt the connection with System 15 settle once more.
He had made up his mind. And now, it was time to begin the long journey ahead.
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End of Chapter 15: First Squad Ready. Ray Declares His Path: Not a Hero, But a Ruler
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