I stare upward trying to catch my breath while various thoughts rushing in my head. Heavy breathing is all I can hear. An intense fatigue feels my entire being. Bruises covers my body.

I've never thought I will be in a situation like this… Just where? .... Where could I have made a mistake?

*No….no…no…. Maybe there's still hope left. If I could just---*

Heavy footstep approaches. A superior voice interrupts my thoughts. Fear engulfs my soul. I feel so small with the huge presence dominating me.

"Well child, you done with your mourning charade?"

It is the gigantic looking man with a roaring flame on its head. The same monster who I've fought a while ago.  With its arrogant voice, it begins to speak again.

"You have some power child; however, you soar too high. Now look at you in your fallen state? Like a filthy rag kissing the ground. Bwahaha!!!"

As I look at this monster, I know this means trouble. All my strength is drained. My things shattered on the ground. And I can't move an inch. Big trouble.

The monster makes its way near me and knuckles his hand firmly attempting to strike. It speaks for the last time.

"Say…let me end your misery!"

It gives a powerful blow striking my stomach. The pain drives my consciousness. My thoughts fade away bit by bit as I think of her.

*Forgive me…mother...*

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"I know it's this way. But where is the exit?"

I raise my crystal lamp and start to walk around (again).

"Let this be the exit." I pleaded to determine to find the exit to this labyrinth cave.

As I walk around, a small ray of light caught my eyes. It's in front of me. The exit. I immediately go outside. The beauty and the scenery capture me.

"Whoa! So, this is the outside world."

The world is existing in a different era to begin with. Fantasy becomes reality. Magic, monsters, supernatural powers become the world of the living.

Monsters (like me) have the power that even the proud advanced technology of mankind can't kill and destroy, putting the fate of humanities at stake. However, humans are resourceful and creative. They found ways to revive the old ancient teachings way back years and years ago. These aid mankind to fight these creatures and adapt to changes. The "Old Runic" way is a forbidden practice to awaken the physical body in order to gain supernatural and spiritual abilities.

With these changes, comes also the birth of human specifies, the "Factions". The faction divides into five categories of human specifies known as the "Fighter", the "Scout", the "Mage", the "Shadow" and the "Shield". The roles of the human specify will be determine at birth. Humans who don't fall in the five factions will be label as "nomads", the normal ones.

Excluding the Shield Faction, the four factions concur a larger power throughout time. They build wide dominions and can survive in their own. The Shield Faction serves as an aid to the other factions for battles. With the other factions establishing a broader scope, Shield Faction crumbles. They only become necessary when the fight gets tough.

Due to this problem, a lot of people who belong to the Shield Faction begins to worry about their future. Without a job as an assistance for the other faction, they will be left out and starve to death. To pacify the issue, the High Authority of the Shield Faction pass and implement the "Nosh System". This system will be responsible in hiring people from the faction and pay them depending on the ranks they have; a hiring system.

With the system in place, the Shield Factions begins to regain its former glory. And that's where I am heading, to hire a "Tanker". My name is Ray and my dream is to make my name known to the world.

I enter the forest looking for the right path (again). This forest is the "Lost Forest of Ambeist", where the old deserted ruins are found and huge rocky stones everywhere. Trees with some written cravings glow.

I begin searching as I recall the saying in the old days. "One can find a lost ruin civilization based on the moss which lies on the northern side"

"So basically, I just need to find the moss, huh."

I focus then on my conquest and start to look for it in the fallen gigantic rocks. Sadly, there's none. I start to look again in a different direction and behold the thing I've been looking for.

"So that's where the moss is!"

It lies in a medium sized rock out in the middle of the forest. I approach the rock and notice a series of patterns. It's an ancient language that I can't understand.

The moment I look on this weird text, my crystal lamp strangely glows.

"Why is this odd lamp glowing like this?"

I raise the crystal lamp to inspect its glowing appearance. As it angles on the rock, I suddenly notice that its mirror image transfers to the rock and begins to translate itself to my known local language.

"Wait…. What? It's translating the text."

I begin to understand what's written on this jagged of rock. It then means:

"If you seek refuge, let the Goddess Aegis shelter you."

As I begin to pronounce the words, a strange light engulfs me. I'm transported into a huge and bright city whom I know not.

"Ugh my eyes…wait where is this?"

I raise my head and see a large statue as high as a mountain. It's a woman status with a shield on its left hand and a bright sun, holding on its right hand, that shines through the vast place. I recall the writing on the stoned rock.

Goddess Aegis…this must be her statue.

This must be the place where I can hire a Tanker. Based on that shield that the statue is holding, I assume this place is where the Shield Faction is.

I start to venture in the place. It's a lively city full of different people, having the same goal as me. To hire a Tanker. I go around to ask someone for direction, when a voice distracts me.

"Welcome! Welcome young traveler to the City that Never Sleeps, The Underground City of Ambeist".

A man who greets every stranger that passes by. I approach him and ask where the Guild of the Shield Faction is located. I am told that it is located just at the back of the statue. I'm somewhat amaze in the hospitality of the people. Quite friendly, huh.

As I look around to reach my destination, I realize the city uses crystal for their lights and the buildings and infrastructures are quite simple yet advance. I also notice something strange in the place. Night is out of the question. There is nothing of that in the place. So that's the reason why the city is known as the "City that Never Sleeps", because there is no chance that people can experience night here.

Time passed and I reached the Guild of the Shield Faction. An elegant simple looking establishment. Amazing. With its symbol banner on the front and a glassed door for the entrance and exit. It is astonishing knowing that people inside are busy lining up for the sake of granting their request to hire a Tanker, considering it is comparable to a solemn fully furnished firm outside.

I went inside and read the notice on the board. The lowest tanker is B rank while the highest is SSS rank. Each holds a certain equivalent amount to which rank of Tanker a person will choose to hire. But with all the information I read, the SSS Rank Tanker has no information on its cost of service. I'm about to fall in line when I hear a commotion.

"WHAT?!!! Two diamonds just for hiring an SSS Rank Tanker?!"

(Note: 2 diamonds = 2 billion coins)