Augustus stood up, staring intently at Josen.
"I will teach you and train you," he said, pausing for a moment.
"Then you will never lose to a system user again."
He took a step forward.
"From today on, you will grow immeasurably stronger. I'll teach you martial power and techniques… and you'll find your divine weapon."
Josen blinked. "Divine weapon? Martial power?"
"Mhm." Augustus nodded, a rare glint of pride in his eyes.
"Come with me. Let's take a little tour of the basement," he said, holding out his hand.
Josen hesitated, then stood and took his grandfather's hand. Together, they descended the narrow staircase, each step echoing as they moved deeper into the unknown.
When they reached the bottom, Josen's eyes widened in awe.
It was nothing like he expected.
Rows of polished weapons gleamed under low-hanging lights. Strange chemicals bubbled inside old lab flasks. Shelves of worn books lined the walls beside high-tech equipment. Training dummies, old armor, rare materials, mountains of cash—it was a secret world beneath the surface.
But what stood out most was the object pulsing in the center of the room—an ethereal structure with a soft, humming glow. It radiated power and intent. It looked like… a customizable magic dungeon.
"Woo-hoo," Augustus said with a proud grin. "Boy, that right there is my prized possession. Cost me more than I care to admit."
He leaned in and spat to the side.
"Hey, boy."
"Yes, sir?"
"List the rankings. Weapons. Hunters. All that stuff."
"Uh… well, um… there's E-rank… then D, C, B, A, S, and… SSS, I think?"
Augustus smiled.
"Good. Soon, you'll surpass all of them."
"Like I have, if I do say so my self", Augustus spat with a drastically cocky attitude that he normal self
"No way really??"
"Yes"
"Now, get to training"