The Primal Hunter

Jake was left alone in the meeting room, pondering his conversation with that absolute madman, Eron.

Some rules of the system were known to be absolute… and the line between mortality and immortality was one of them. It was a fundamental law for a reason and one that had never been broken in the history of the multiverse, as far as Jake knew. At least… as for as he knew before his meeting with Eron. Because the other Bloodline Patriarch had shared that a long time ago, one individual had broken this rule.

One immortal mortal, if you may.

Jake had wanted to ask more, but Eron had refused and asked Jake to question the Malefic Viper instead. No matter how much he pressed, the healer had been utterly unwilling to share more.

Shortly after that, Eron had left, just leaving Jake. After a bit of reflection, It got him questioning… was it truly a good goal? Was giving immortality to everyone even a good thing?

People dying was, as cruel as it sounded, necessary. Most enlightened never even reached D-grade during their lives, but even so, a single human could live hundreds of years. In that time, it was pretty common to have dozens of children. If all these children also grew up to have dozens, even a planet like Earth would be utterly overpopulated in just a few centuries.

Even now, wars and such were customary on low-level planets to cull populations. Yet even with these measures, age was likely the primary killer for most beings in the multiverse. Many individuals in high grades reached points in their lives where they believed that further evolution was not an option, and they chose to settle down and create families or nurture their factions. This is not even mentioning the many people who never cared about battle to begin with, but only focused on their professions. If these people who never fought lived forever… Jake wasn’t even sure the system would allow it.

There was also the problem that Eron – to put it nicely – didn’t give a flying fuck about other people or who they were as individuals, nor what was good for the multiverse as a whole. All he cared about was them not dying. Not once did he consider the ”gift” he wanted to give the multiverse a curse to some.

Immortality was not necessarily a good thing. It took a certain mindset to handle, and Villy had mentioned before this mentality was rare but a fundamental requirement for attaining godhood. What would happen to someone becoming immortal that did not have the mindset for it? Insanity? Would they ultimately end their own lives?

There were many thoughts in his head, but Jake did recognize they were likely useless for two reasons:

The first was that the chances of Eron achieving this goal were minuscule. He wanted to do something countless others had tried before, and while he did have his Bloodline, would that truly be enough? Even if he got help from others with Bloodlines and Transcendents, Jake refused to believe others hadn’t tried that before in the trillions of years the multiverse had existed. Even if Eron succeeded, Jake doubted it would be anytime soon, in which case it would be a future-Jake problem.

the rule that everything took something to use – a law of exchange, if one may. Not necessarily an equivalent exchange, but few things were free. That was why the Sword Saint could not just instantly have created a Transcendent that turned him into a god then and there. He had to instead pay with levels for the power he gained. Jake’s own infusion of Records related to Primeval Origins was similar, as the system had restricted him in how often he could do it without fundamentally harming himself. It likely knew that

while and concluded that it was likely the system would never even allow Eron to create a method to make everyone immortal… but if it was just healing

With help, of course. Eron would need assistance from many people, but there would be just as many opposing it, Jake reckoned. As with Sanguine, anyone breaking the power balance established by the gods would find themselves facing much opposition. Jake had faced this with his special ability, too. One could just look at the Automata Legion, which was

if Eron’s goal was utterly delusional, he was not the only one Jake knew who had such far-fetched dreams. The healer actually reminded Jake a bit of Arnold and his goal of fully comprehending the entire multiverse and the system through the power of math. It was so utterly outrageous Jake could only respect it. They both had goals that weren’t just ”get strong,” but both goals still required them

now was useless when the possibility of Eron’s dream even becoming a reality was so low. For now, he would shelve even thinking about it and instead discuss it with Villy after he was done

own goals and aspirations, some grander than others. The person he was most worried about was Caleb… he was his little brother, after all. He had not shared it with the group, but Jake did know that his goal was quite simple: He wanted to protect his family. That itself was a good goal to have,

Tenlucis was essentially about forcing someone to keep progressing or die from the pressure of the dark heavens crushing you to death. It would

feel the same sense of worry. One was his little brother, and the other was just his old boss and friend from work. It was his own problem if he didn’t have the right mentality to

group, Jake left the hotel room towards one of the many alchemy labs provided to get some proper crafting done and rake in those final Minaga Coins to finally move

Jake continued grinding out alchemical creations to finally get enough Minaga Coins to pay his toll. He ended up being a lot slower than the Sword Saint, who finished only a week after their meeting

down a bit. He did not rush as much while even mixing in a bit of experimentation here and there. They would have to wait a bit for Sylphie and the Fallen King no

of the Malefic Viper] has reached level 225 - Stat

of the Malefic Viper] has reached level 226 - Stat points allocated, +35

Race: [Human (C)] has reached level 222

was good on Minaga

Current Minaga Coins: 214,390/214,000

Jake just had to figure out what the hell his plans were as the others

grinding alchemy while focusing more on experimentation. This one was slightly problematic in the sense that Jake would still feel some diminishing return due to him having just churned out stuff for over one and a half years. He also didn’t know what kind of foes he would face on later floors, so even if he wanted to research a new kind of poison, he had no idea what

to Nature’s Attendant, it was best to focus on all the Challenge Dungeons as late as possible to get as powerful as one could. At least for some of them. The problem was you didn’t know what kind of Challenge Dungeon you would find yourself in before entering, and as with Nevermore’s general rule of information-limiting, people couldn’t share what they knew of the Challenge Dungeons either. Dina had also mentioned that often these Challenge Dungeons had a very set ”theme” and was about progressively getting more difficult, making one go further on average if they were attempted as late as possible. The final nail in the coffin was that some of them had limited attempts,

the charge of Path of the Heretic-Chosen he had gained when he reached level 220 in his profession. When he had initially gained the charge, Jake had considered using it, but in the end, he had delayed. His problem with the skill right now wasn’t that he didn’t know what to use it on… it was that he had too many things to use it

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