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Talent Awakening! Every Legendary Summon Grants Me Assassin Attributes-Chapter 15: The end as the beginning
The Snake group moved through the thick forest. With Bentley in the lead, his mighty great battle-axe swung at every short branch and heinous bush that blocked their path.
He grunted with every decisive blow dealt toward the tangled growth.
Strong and calculated as ever, through his forest-hiking skills, he displayed great experience and undeniable knowledge.
Probably, he had done similar things before entering the game.
Well, this was all information Oliver already had.
While the group progressed toward their goal, Bentley engaged Oliver who walked right beside him in conversations every now and then. Mostly, he commended his strength and how skillfully he had taken down the Gnolls back at the valley.
Oliver replied indifferently at most. In the end, he had also given them all the loot from the kill.
This was an upfront payment, he had said to Bentley at the time.
He recalled the white-haired girl rambling a few times, saying it was thin, and that her test altogether felt lacking.
But Oliver did not really care about all that. If she was going to complain about a group of E-ranked monsters, then she was not anyone special to feel sorry about.
Even with his speed, Oliver had gotten the job done. Still, he knew how useless his current skill set was compared to what the future had in store for him.
"The path is really thick," Bentley spoke, slicing through a couple of vines that spiraled like webs made by monstrous spiders, clinging stubbornly to bark and branch alike.
"Yes, it’s meant to be, since this is an unexplored path of Alkarya," Oliver replied bluntly.
He could sense the doubt in Bentley’s voice, that was truly why he had paid upfront, as a means to motivate them despite the discouragement of the long journey.
Oliver recalled how far they had traveled in his first life. It had been a cross-hunt between the Snake group and another group. They hunted a Garden of Green Borias—
Plant-like beings with immense durability and an eerie adaptability to physical attacks. Without fail, Bentley had relied on his human meat shield—Oliver, and they had barely managed to survive... not win against those monsters.
Thanks to that, the remains of the Snake group had been forced deeper into the uncharted parts of the forest, until they found the ruins.
Oliver shivered as the thoughts crossed his mind once again.
’Thanks to seeing through Dark Crow’s eyes, I was able to avoid all the Green Borias hotspots... with a few detours.’
"How do you even know about this place, really? It’s quite amazing how far we are going," Bentley finally voiced what had been weighing on his mind, the curiosity of where they were truly headed.
With the forest so thick and unexplored to this extent, how on earth did the Crow know there would be a ruin somewhere here? That was the question on all their minds... If there really was a ruin at all.
To this, Clymman, the team’s spearman, hissed, "Really, you should explain things like this before we go on losing our purchased lives."
"Why in hell can’t we just raid the dungeons around the Base?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Oliver kept silent for a moment. He knew more questions would rise from here on out, especially if he stayed quiet. There was no escaping this situation.
He sighed, then muttered, "Value is not something you can find commonly. You have to do what everyone else is unwilling to do... that way, you get the greatest value."
"True," the white-haired woman in the group said, her demeanor brimming with questions she wanted to ask, "but why come so far? Sure, we managed to evade almost all the monsters around and killed those we could along the way, but we have been on this trek for hours. If we had spent that time grinding—"
Before the white-haired woman could finish, her words fell from her mouth into a slow gasp of disbelief.
The Snake group was no different. Bentley, Clymman, and the other three members stood frozen, their eyes devouring what could only be described as the most enigmatic scenery they had ever laid eyes upon.
"This is impossible."
"Am I even seeing this correctly?"
"This is... fucking amazing."
"Mister Crow must be a wizard for finding this shit."
Oliver smiled at their response, remembering the day they had come here in his first life, tattered, staggering for their lives, breathing unhinged, faces covered in scars and wounds.
And yet, in this life, despite being in a vastly different condition, their response was no different.
"This is the place," Oliver announced softly.
[You have discovered a new Ruin]
[Resting place of Ahpeh]
There in the distance where the forest seemed to cave inward into a vast, unnatural crater stood a temple, forged entirely from grey stone and obsidian-black rock. Its surface shimmered faintly under the golden wash of the setting sun, while around it cascaded towering waterfalls—verdant, glowing with life, their streams catching light like liquid glass.
Mist rose from below, curling into the air like ghostly fingers, wrapping the structure in an ethereal veil that blurred the line between reality and illusion. The sound of falling water echoed in layered harmony, deep and endless, as though the earth itself breathed beneath them.
The temple took the form of a pyramid yet something about it was deeply, unnervingly wrong.
Its structure defied natural logic.
Where one would expect a wide, stable base grounding it firmly to the earth, there was instead a narrowing descent, its pointed apex driven downward into the crater floor like a blade piercing flesh.
And above, suspended impossibly—the wider body of the pyramid loomed, as though gravity itself had been reversed or denied.
It was an inverted monument. A contradiction. A defiance of the world’s order.
A silent, watching thing.
Oliver frowned, his hands tightening unconsciously as the memories of the horrors that lay within clawed their way back into his mind.
’I guess... this is where it all started...’
’The journey that changed me from a useless, regenerating piece of shit... to the demon I became in my first life.’
"The end as the beginning."







