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Chapter 81: Second Floor [2] · Oct 15, 2026

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51 Chapter 51: Elevator 2026-10-15
52 Chapter 52: Friends 2026-10-15
53 Chapter 53: HCS-1 2026-10-15
54 Chapter 54: Accusation 2026-10-15
55 Chapter 55: Celestial Arena 2026-10-15
56 Chapter 56: Vergil 2026-10-15
57 Chapter 57: Void Streamer 2026-10-15
58 Chapter 58: Gods, Apostles, and Dreams 2026-10-15
59 Chapter 59: Mana Theory 2026-10-15
60 Chapter 60: Mission 2026-10-15
61 Chapter 61: High-risk, High-reward 2026-10-15
62 Chapter 62: Laughter 2026-10-15
63 Chapter 63: The Crimson Siblings 2026-10-15
64 Chapter 64: 527 2026-10-15
65 Chapter 65: Void Dungeon 2026-10-15
66 Chapter 66: Drowning 2026-10-15
67 Chapter 67: First Floor [1] 2026-10-15
68 Chapter 68: First Floor [2] 2026-10-15
69 Chapter 69: First Floor [3] 2026-10-15
70 Chapter 70: First Floor [4] 2026-10-15
71 Chapter 71: First Floor [5] 2026-10-15
72 Chapter 72: Truth or Dare [1] 2026-10-15
73 Chapter 73: Truth or Dare [2] 2026-10-15
74 Chapter 74: The Dark King of Imperion [1] 2026-10-15
75 Chapter 75: The Dark King of Imperion [2] 2026-10-15
76 Chapter 76: The Dark King of Imperion [3] 2026-10-15
77 Chapter 77: The Dark King of Imperion [4] 2026-10-15
78 Chapter 78: The Dark King of Imperion [5] 2026-10-15
79 Chapter 79: The Dark King of Imperion [6] 2026-10-15
80 Chapter 80: Second Floor [1] 2026-10-15
81 Chapter 81: Second Floor [2] 2026-10-15
82 Chapter 82: Second Floor [3] 2026-10-15
83 Chapter 83: Second Floor [4] 2026-10-15
84 Chapter 84: Prelude to Genesis [1] 2026-10-15
85 Chapter 85: Prelude to Genesis [2] 2026-10-15
86 Chapter 86: Descent into Madness [1] 2026-10-15
87 Chapter 87: Descent into Madness [2] 2026-10-15
88 Chapter 88: Descent into Madness [3] 2026-10-15
89 Chapter 89: No Time to Look Back [1] 2026-10-15
90 Chapter 90: No Time to Look Back [2] 2026-10-15
91 Chapter 91: Unbalanced [1] 2026-10-15
92 Chapter 92: Unbalanced [2] 2026-10-15
93 Chapter 93: Unbalanced [3] 2026-10-15
94 Chapter 94: Unbalanced [4] 2026-10-15
95 Chapter 95: Birth of Genesis [1] 2026-10-15
96 Chapter 96: Birth of Genesis [2] 2026-10-15
97 Chapter 97: Birth of Genesis [3] 2026-10-15
98 Chapter 98: We Are All Liars Here [1] 2026-10-15
99 Chapter 99: We Are All Liars Here [2] 2026-10-15
100 Chapter 100: We Are All Liars Here [3] 2026-10-15

Chapter 81: Second Floor [2]

Azriel found himself with the others standing on the edge of a tall cliff that seemed to stretch endlessly in both directions.

Below them, a desolate expanse of land sprawled out, a wasteland that gave the illusion of a dried-up ocean—though it was far from any natural desert.

The drop from the cliff had to be at least a hundred meters, if not more, and the jagged rocks that dotted the bottom made his stomach churn at the thought of falling.

Gazing down, Azriel let out a shaky breath and kneeled to steady himself, his fingers brushing the cold, stone edge of the cliff.

He squinted, trying to make sense of the sight below.

Was his mind playing tricks on him?

No matter how long he stared, the ground looked like a graveyard from some ancient nightmare.

Massive, misshapen black rocks jutted out of the earth in eerie, twisted forms.

Some were sharp like spears, others were oddly rounded or jagged, but none of them resembled anything heʼd ever seen.

It was as though the land itself had contorted under some unseen pressure, warping into an alien landscape.

As his eyes wandered over the scene, his breath caught in his throat. Sticking out between the rocks, like grim monuments, were bones.

Towering bones.

Some reached as high as the rocks themselves, and others loomed even taller, dwarfing everything else in sight.

Their pale surfaces gleamed with an unnatural glow, contrasting sharply against the black sand that covered the ground.

Massive, ancient bones, long abandoned to this desolate place, yet the sheer size of them sent a chill down his spine.

What sort of creatures had once walked this land?

He couldnʼt even fathom the kind of creatures these remains had belonged to.

Giants, perhaps.

Or something worse, something more terrifying than his mind could comprehend.

The black sand that blanketed the ground beneath the bones shimmered faintly under the skyʼs eerie light.

It wasnʼt just any sand—it was like grains of darkness itself, fine and cold, absorbing the faint illumination from above. It glittered in a way that seemed unnatural.

He stood and looked up, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling. The sky above was just as strange as the land beneath his feet.

It was dark, pitch-black, with no sign of a sun or moon, yet it wasnʼt completely devoid of light.

Stars dotted the sky, or at least, he assumed they were stars.

At first glance, they appeared like any ordinary starry night, pinpricks of light scattered across the vast black canvas.

But something was off.

Some of the stars seemed to flicker, blinking on and off in a pattern that made his skin crawl.

”Just what the hell is up there...?”

It didnʼt make sense to Azriel.

The massive black hole known as the Gate of the Void Dungeon back in CASC looked like it had swallowed them, as if bringing them to the first floor, which one would think to be underground.

But if that were the case, then why would Azriel see a sky and stars, or whatever it was, above him?

What and where is the Void Dungeon exactly?

How did any of this make sense?

Perhaps it was better if he didnʼt find out.

A gust of wind swept across the cliff, carrying with it the faint sound of something moving far below.

It was subtle, like the shifting of sand or the distant scraping of bones against rock, but it was there.

Azriel stiffened, his gaze snapping back to the wasteland below.

Nothing seemed to move, but the eerie quiet that followed only made him more tense.

”Dammit, what were the gods thinking when they built this floor... if it was even them,” Azriel muttered, his voice barely audible.

He had no idea.

”Hoo...”

His breath trembled slightly as he walked toward Jasmine, who was glancing around like the sight wasnʼt all that impressive.

Noticing his approach, she turned to him and smiled.

”The difference between the first and second floor is huge, isnʼt it?”

Azriel nodded slowly, a troubled expression clouding his face as he glanced at the surroundings.

”Yeah... it really is.”

Though he had read about it, seeing the second floor was something else entirely.

It felt overwhelming.

And he wasnʼt the only one.

All the cadets stood there, lost in thought, swallowed by the sight before them.

Azriel slumped onto the rocky ground, closing his eyes as he let out another sigh.

”Something wrong? You look exhausted.”

Jasmine crouched down, her face close to his.

There was no way Azriel could be exhausted; he had barely done anything aside from wiping out the horde of prowlers on the first floor.

He turned his head slightly, avoiding her gaze.

This only piqued Jasmineʼs curiosity, and she leaned in even closer, making sure no one was looking.

”Azriel? Tell me whatʼs bothering you.”

”Nothing,” he said instantly, his lips tightening into a thin line.

Jasmine narrowed her eyes.

”Liar.”

”How can you know if Iʼm lying? Are you some kind of mind reader? Whereʼs your trust in your little brother? Youʼre supposed to trust family, right?”

”My trust in you is about as strong as the number of leviathans Iʼve killed this week, which, by the way, is zero.”

Azriel clicked his tongue at her blunt response, refusing to meet her eyes as she continued to stare at him.

ʼAm I really losing my touch?ʼ

How else would she know he was lying?

A sigh escaped his lips once more, and he still didnʼt look her in the face.

”Did I ever tell you that I am...”

”You are...?”

Azriel clenched his fist, his voice barely audible as he whispered.

”...scared of heights.”

”....”

There was silence.

He didnʼt dare look at her, though he could feel her gaze burning into the side of his face.

”Khhk...”

A strange sound came from beside him, making Azriel furrow his brows as he glanced over at Jasmine, her head now lowered.

”Nghk...”

”Sister...?” he asked, worried by the strange noise.

He moved closer to her.

And then...

”Hahaha! I canʼt... I canʼt! Seriously... you, of all people, are af-mnghf!”

”Shut up, idiot...!”

Azriel hissed, clamping his hand over her mouth as muffled laughter shook her body, tickling his palm.

His ears burned as he felt her shaking beneath his touch.

Jasmineʼs laughter had drawn the attention of a few cadets, and Azriel had no way of explaining the situation to them.

ʼSeriously, this is why I didnʼt want to tell her!ʼ

The Azriel Crimson, scared of heights.

Surviving the Void Realm.

Surviving Europe.

Challenging Caleus.

Becoming the apex.

Bold enough to sideline himself on the first floor.

But scared of heights?

One of his darkest secrets, and now he regretted sharing it with his sister, this mere human being.

After a minute, she finally began to calm down.

Azriel cautiously released his hand.

”You going to behave?”

She nodded, though he noticed the amusement still dancing in her eyes.

His expression darkened.

Jasmine took a deep breath, a smile still on her face.

”Stop smiling,” Azriel grumbled.

”Thereʼs nothing funny about this.”

”Yes... yes, itʼs definitely not funny,” Jasmine said, trying to suppress her smile, though she seemed to be struggling not to laugh further.

Azrielʼs glare deepened, his mood darkening even more as he noticed her attempt to hold back her laughter.

”Want me to comfort you?”

Azrielʼs face darkened even further at her words.

”Or hold your hand?”

”....”

”I could also give you a lap pillow again if you want. Your sleeping face is so cute and defenseless!”

”....”

”Oh, should I carry you instead while you close your eyes? Piggyback or princess style—just name it. Iʼm pretty strong, you know.”

Azrielʼs face was so stormy that it sent a shiver down the spines of the nearby cadets, who quickly looked away, unwilling to meet his gaze.

”...Jasmine.”

Jasmine stiffened at the mention of her name.

”Y-yes?”

”Donʼt you think it would be tragic if the heiress of the Crimson Clan were to suddenly die on the second floor, leaving all those responsibilities to your poor little brother?”

His voice was cold, making Jasmine break out in a cold sweat as she nodded vigorously.

”Yes... tragic. It would be very tragic.”

”It seems weʼre on the same page then,” Azriel said with a chilling smile.

”Letʼs make sure you stay the heiress, okay?”

An awkward laugh escaped Jasmineʼs lips as she felt a shiver run down her spine at the sudden brightness of Azrielʼs smile.

She wasnʼt scared or anything by his words and behaviour.

Definitely not.

”J-jokes aside, my dearest little brother, whom I care so much about, that fear of yours is going to be quite troublesome.”

Azriel looked at her with a troubled expression, already sensing what was coming.

”…How so?”

Jasmine looked at the edge of the cliff, where most of the cadets were standing or seated with frightened expressions, no doubt already understanding what they would have to do

”Well, to reach the third floor, weʼre going to have to... descend the cliff.”

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