The Eternal Continent was an open-world game similar to the old-school Clash of Clans but using advanced new-generation AI. The game allowed players to deploy heroes with the main goal of exploring the vast continent.
But simply exploring wasn't enough to give players the real fight and thrills they craved, so the developers added [Scenarios].
The result?
Massive success. The game shattered records previously held by titles like GTA VI, Genshin Impact, and countless other AAA games. With events, refined mechanics, visually stunning gameplay, and modes like ROYAL BATTLE and 3V3, the game offered everything players needed—no reason to switch to anything else.
Currently, such a successful game's community forum was in complete uproar.
[-Are you serious, brother? Did Milan really quit the game?]
[-The community is going crazy! His last login was recorded a week ago!]
[-I heard even the devs are preparing a farewell event for him?]
[-Yeah, but why did he have to leave when every coin in the game equals 0.5 dollars in real life?]
[-Anyway, he was a real legend in this game!]
[-One of the greatest players ever.]
Currently, one of those legends—namely Santer—was standing in front of a catapult trap. His hands trembled with every motion as a notification appeared before him.
[Santer (✦) is affected by FEAR! -30% to all stats!]
At that moment, the wolf pack entered the village. Their fierce eyes scanned the area until they locked onto the most appealing targets they'd seen in a long time—a group of humans.
From their perspective, these were nothing but raw walking chunks of meat ready to be devoured.
"Six gray wolves... This is really bad..."
As they closed the distance, Santer could make out exactly how many wolves there were, and the final count only made his anxiety spike even higher.
"Haa!! Leave me alone! I don't want to die!"
A fat man ran toward the edge of the base, but an invisible barrier blocked his path. "Hey, I need to use the bathroom urgently! Please let me leave!"
The wall wasn't a living being, so it didn't respond. Instead, the fairy screamed, "Hey, you brain-dead idiots! Grab weapons and fight! Don't die uselessly—you're worth gold coins!"
The moment the wolves finally reached the base, they split into two groups—one pack heading directly for the base while the other chased after the scattered humans running in all directions.
Just as the lead wolf stepped onto the catapult trap—THUD!
The wolf was launched high into the air, flying directly toward where Santer was positioned.
"Awwoooo!"
Even without experience, anyone could kill a helpless airborne target.
PIERCE—
Santer thrust his spear upward with everything he had. The sharp point drove deep into the wolf's belly as it came crashing down.
[Lance (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. His name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
[Elira (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. Her name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
Dark blood sprayed across his face and chest as the beast's weight nearly knocked him over.
"GRAAAHHH!"
However, he had miscalculated. A gray wolf wasn't so easy to kill, especially for a one-star hero like himself.
[Jared (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. His name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
[Naomi (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. Her name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
The wolf wasn't dead yet. It thrashed wildly on the end of his spear, claws slashing at the air just inches from his face. Santer gritted his teeth and twisted the spear deeper, feeling warm blood flow down the wooden shaft onto his hands.
"Die already!" he roared, using his shield to bash the wolf's skull.
CRACK! The sound of bone breaking echoed as the creature finally went limp.
[You have killed Gray Wolf!]
But there was no time to celebrate. Two more wolves had circled around the trap and were now charging directly at him, their fangs bared and saliva flying.
'Shit! Two at once!'
Looking around, he realized no one else was fighting anymore. Everyone apart from him had either died or fled.
[Kian (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. His name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
[Mary (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. Her name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
The summoned heroes were dying constantly. However, Santer's situation was becoming even more desperate.
The two remaining wolves had locked their predatory gaze entirely on him. "Come at me, you fucking wild dogs!"
He tried to provoke just one of them, and his plan seemed to work... until he realized it didn't.
The first wolf leaped at his throat. He raised his shield just in time—CLANG!
[Eli (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. His name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
[Seren (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. Her name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
The impact sent him stumbling backward, but he managed to keep his footing. The second wolf tried to attack his exposed left side, but Santer spun around and drove his spear into its ribs.
"Got you!"
But the wolf was tougher than he'd expected. Instead of falling, it clamped its teeth around the spear shaft and yanked hard, nearly pulling the weapon from his grasp.
The first wolf recovered and lunged again. This time, Santer wasn't quick enough. He raised his shield, but the wolf's claws raked across his arm, tearing through his clothes and leaving deep gashes.
"AHHH!"
Blood poured from the wounds, but adrenaline kept him moving. He kicked the wolf in the chest, sending it skidding backward, then pulled his spear free from the second wolf's grip.
The wounded wolf on his left snarled and pounced. Santer thrust his spear forward, but the beast twisted mid-air and avoided the worst of it. The spear only grazed its side as powerful jaws clamped down on his right hand.
"AAAHHHHH!"
Bone crunched. Blood erupted. The wolf's fangs pierced straight through his palm and out the other side. Santer screamed in agony as he felt his fingers going numb.
'My hand! It's going to tear my hand completely off!'
The wolf shook its head violently, trying to rip his hand away entirely. Santer's vision blurred from the pain, but he refused to let go of his spear.
Suddenly—THWACK!
An arrow sprouted from the wolf's left eye. The beast released his hand immediately, howling in pain and confusion.
"Santer! Now!" Niki shouted from her position on the wall, already nocking another arrow.
Blood streaming from his mangled hand, Santer didn't waste the opportunity. He raised his spear high and drove it down with every ounce of strength he had left.
SQUELCH!
The spear point punched through the wolf's skull and into its brain. The creature's body went rigid for a moment, then collapsed in a pool of blood.
[You have killed Gray Wolf!]
The remaining wolf, seeing its pack mate fall, hesitated for just a second. That was all Santer needed. Despite his injured hand, he pulled his spear free and charged forward with a battle cry.
"RAAAHHH!"
The wolf tried to dodge, but Santer anticipated its movement. He pivoted and thrust his spear sideways, catching the beast in the neck. Blood fountained out as the wolf collapsed, its legs kicking weakly before going still.
[You have killed Gray Wolf!]
Santer fell to his knees, gasping for breath. His right hand was a complete mess, but he was alive.
However, one wolf was still alive. It had finally managed to kill the fat man at the far end and was now prowling toward the exact location where Niki and Santer were positioned.
[Tomas (✦) has returned to the goddess's embrace. His name is now carved into the altar's eternal memory.]
Dragging his feet, Santer forced himself to stand. His legs were almost numb from the adrenaline wearing off, but it wasn't over yet.
"THIS SHITTY GAME—!!!"
Shouting like a madman, he ran forward with his spear in hand, the other arm swaying uselessly at his side, barely hanging on.
"AWWWOOOO—"
The wolf also seemed to go berserk from having its entire pack wiped out. Both predator and prey sprinted toward each other in a final clash.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a boulder-like figure fell at the junction where Santer and the wolf were about to meet. It was a muscular man struggling to keep the wolf pinned beneath him as it tore at his torso.
"Hurry!" the man gasped.
Without hesitation, Santer pierced the wolf's skull, lodging his spear deep into its temple. He didn't even have the strength left to pull it back out.
"Damn... shit! This shitty game! Why did I have to get transported into this nightmare!"
[Congratulations Master! You have successfully repelled the gray wolves!]
[Rewards: +15 gold coins! +4 leather +6 fangs]
[Battle Results:
1. Nikki (✦) – 7.8
2. Santer (✦) – 9.6 [MVP]
3. Ian (✦) – 6.3
4. Kian – Dead
5. Mary – Dead
6. Lance – Dead
7. Elira – Dead
8. Jared – Dead
9. Naomi – Dead
10. Eli – Dead
11. Seren – Dead]