MTL - Is There Something Wrong with You, Lord? - Chapter 712 Can death be stressful?

10 years ago, after “the Gate” that connected the real world with the monster world opened, some of the ordinary, everyday people received the power to hunt monsters within the Gate. They are known as “Hunters”. However, not all Hunters are powerful. My name is Sung Jin-Woo, an E-rank Hunter. I’m someone who has to risk his life in the lowliest of dungeons, the “World’s Weakest”. Having no skills whatsoever to display, I barely earned the required money by fighting in low-leveled dungeons… at least until I found a hidden dungeon with the hardest difficulty within the D-rank dungeons! In the end, as I was accepting death, I suddenly received a strange power, a quest log that only I could see, a secret to leveling up that only I know about! If I trained in accordance with my quests and hunted monsters, my level would rise. Changing from the weakest Hunter to the strongest S-rank Hunter!

Magic finally reached planet earth, but it was not like we expected. It came in the form of mystic energy!

After the age of awakening, all living things finally entered the path of evolution.

Mystic Beasts invaded earth, destroying the world as we knew it, but we survived as we finally gained the ability to utilize the energy that the beasts came with.

Mystic Warriors were born, and humanity finally found a moment of reprieve, but the Mystic Beasts were still winning.

Rex Vector, an apparently mystic energy-deficient sword genius who lost everything to the war turned out to be the last inheritor of an Ancient Bloodline.

On fully awakening his bloodline he was granted a system and his whole life changed for the better.

Life held much more in store for him though as the contents of his first system mission revealed a reality to him that he wasn’t sure he wanted to accept.

[You are hungry!]

[You must drink human blood within 24 hours!]

[Penalty for mission failure: Death!]

Every drop of this family bloodline is stained with sin. They are the embodiment of contradiction; calm yet maniacal, with great memories yet often forgetful. They pledge themselves to their dreams yet often compromise, are angels that are also devils… It’s why I hate them. And also love them.