The Primal Hunter

Jake stared at the Forsaken Dragonkin as he, more than anything, just wanted to yell, “What the fuck did you just say to me?” but he managed to hold himself back. However, his face did reveal his distaste for the question, showing that he should have maybe worn his mask for this entire thing.

“Oh? Did the question offend you?” the dragonkin asked in an amused tone.

“I merely fail to see how my death would change anything,” Jake answered.

“It would convince me to help. You don’t need to know anything more than that. Now, why the hesitation? With every passing second, more people die, and the chance of the Guild Founder falling only increases. You can end it all by simply ending yourself… a small sacrifice if I say so myself.”

Jake’s eyes narrowed as he actually considered the proposition seriously for a moment. Not because he actually considered doing it, but more to try and understand why it was even offered within this Challenge Dungeon.

One had to remember that Jake had three lives, so that could make one think that killing himself would just be the smart thing to do. However, the rules of the Challenge Dungeon made things a bit more messy as he clearly remembered the text.

“Should you die, you will return back to wherefrom you originally accepted the most recent Courier Job. The Courier Job you died in the midst of will no longer be available. You have three total lives.”

There were a few things here. It only said Courier Job in the description, never specifying anything about Special Courier Jobs. Jake had just assumed that since Courier Job was in both names, both counted. There was also the part about returning back to where he accepted the Courier Job after failing it. Did this mean Jake was just teleported and revived there? Or did it turn back time to the moment he accepted the job? Jake once more assumed it meant turning back time, but he would fail no matter the case.

Unless… the Special Courier Job was completed before Jake was returned. In that case, what would happen? Would Jake just die and exit the Challenge Dungeon while also completing it at the same time? Would he see a nice epilogue slideshow as if he had just finished an RPG?

There were many interpretations, and there even was a chance that killing himself would actually lead to a “good” ending for the world. Of course, there was also the option that it just fucked Jake over completely and sent him back without having done the Special Courier Job at all.

Finally, this could also simply be a test. The kind of thing where Jake would take the dagger, but just before he actually killed himself, the S-grade would stop him and say he had proven his determination simply by showing he was willing to do it.

Now, no matter the case, Jake’s answer would still be a solid “fuck no.”

It wasn’t even a question of if this would work to complete the Challenge Dungeon. The dragonkin had simply asked Jake to do something he wouldn’t ever do. To kill himself would go as directly against his Path as anything could, and even if it probably wouldn’t really matter, Jake didn’t want Records of him choosing to kill himself like this associated with him.

Also, Jake didn’t even think he could try to genuinely do it. Chances are the S-grade could detect if Jake was faking it or not, so the “he will stop me at the very last moment” option wasn’t even valid. If it required Jake to truly be willing to kill himself, how was it different from actually killing himself? Truthfully, Jake simply valued his life too much to even fake it. He wouldn’t even willingly kill himself to save all of Earth, so why the hell would he ever do it for some random world in a Challenge Dungeon?

Last but not least, this simply couldn’t be the solution. To even get to this point of the Challenge Dungeon, one had to be pretty damn good. One had to be a multiversally recognized talent, and someone often called a genius, and while Jake could see the logic in teaching these young geniuses how not to be assholes to others by using their status, he didn’t see a world where the Wyrmgod thought teaching them to be doormats willing to kill themselves was a good idea.

“You are awfully quiet for someone on a timer,” the dragonkin said, as Jake hadn’t said anything for a while. “Are you truly in a position to be considering the offer that deeply? Why do you even need to consider it when I thought you were such a loyal and dedicated Courier, willing to do anything to get the job done?”

Jake clearly heard the mockery in the dragonkin’s tone, making him lose his cool for a brief moment as he replied in a snarky tone. “Oh, I’m sorry. I was thinking the joke had already run its course and was waiting for you to stop fucking around.”

The Forsaken Dragonkin’s smile only grew as Jake said this. “And there he is. The one hiding beneath the mask. Are you now going to tell me now what you really are and what you’re doing here? Because I don’t believe for a second you just appeared out of nowhere and suddenly found your passion by being a Courier.”

“I think I already told you my matters are my own, but true, I’m not just doing this work out of the goodness of my heart,” Jake said, having already decided.

Clearly, any usual strategies for convincing the dragonkin wouldn’t work, so he tried to switch up the tactic a bit and act more like he usually did.

my help,” the Forsaken

it would just make things easier for me,” Jake shrugged. “The people fighting

would happen to you

I do want to complete my current job, which is to have you help the Guild Founder and the others, so how to make you do that? And no, I’m

I just kill you instead?” the Forsaken Dragonkin asked as his aura was released. It pressed down on Jake with actual energy, making his knees slightly buckle, but Jake quickly responded by infusing stable arcane energy into them… meaning that rather than bend, they would get squashed like under a hydraulic

would also be highly annoying,” Jake said as his lips tore

the end of your Path with,” the Forsaken Dragonkin scoffed as he kept up the pressure. “You’re telling me you won’t kill

good…” Jake said as he kept staring the dragonkin in the eyes despite his own body repeatedly taking

the pressure severely lessened. “Now you got me curious. I don’t need a lie-detector skill to know you truly believe

his shoulders back in place after they had been

but at this point, I am inclined to believe you are

out and drank a health potion. “But isn’t it worth the gamble? From how I see it, you have four choices. Either you wipe out the dragons and side with the Guild Founder, you help the dragon tribe and kill the Founder, or you wait for both to fight it out and swoop in to beat down the winner and have

Road; report any

some interesting specimen, and he seemed more and

well, shrug. “Not my first

intrigue me more, you are doing a good job,” the Forsaken Dragonkin said with interest. “I already had the belief you didn’t originally come from this planet or even any of the nearby solar systems, and seeing as I believe you have seen the fall of a world and that

would stop being such an intriguing mystery, now wouldn’t it?”

Have you ever met a god

bit surprised by that question. Partly because this felt like people with connections to gods would have an advantage with this one. Alas, Jake saw no reason not

“Obviously.”

god sent you

am kind of getting the feeling what you wanna ask about… you want to know how to achieve godhood, don’t

do, don’t we?” the Forsaken Dragonkin shrugged as he asked

“But

dragonkin said, looking even more amused than before, and from the look in his eyes, Jake knew the path he was going down was correct… because he saw a small smidgen

instead,” Jake said as he took a deep breath. “Please, I would stand back a bit; this isn’t something I

to him as they spoke, and in all honesty, it was a huge gamble. Even if things seemed to be going well, Jake had the feeling the dragonkin still wasn’t going

it didn’t matter, as Jake firmly believed it hadn’t been a real choice unless one was maybe on their last life or something. So Jake had cooked up this little ploy instead. He would, for a moment, convince the dragonkin in front of him he was actually the

Job was to convince the Forsaken Dragonkin. Jake believed there probably were things you could say to make him side with you, and maybe someone like Miranda could have done it by offering him things or making good arguments why assisting the Founder would be wisest… but Jake wasn’t able to do

the dragonkin said as he raised both hands and backed away a bit. “But let’s make this your last chance. If you fail to be convincing I’ll kindly throw you out of here… because, honestly,… that fourth option of wiping out everyone

his plan all along. To have the two sides fight it out, and then rather than make the winner his servants, he would just kill them all. It made sense… he was Forsaken, after all. He hadn’t bothered making anyone his servants before now, despite being capable of all this, so why would he even bother now? Plus, the dragon tribe had clearly betrayed and thrown him out, while the human

dove into his Soulspace. There, he saw the shadowy figure that looked a bit like himself representing Eternal Shadow, some other collections

a small black object. A single droplet of dark blood. Jake approached this blood drop as the intense aura of the Malefic Viper could be felt from it. This was the blood Jake had absorbed all the way back in the

he did study it when using Sagacity of the Malefic Viper. It was still filled with knowledge for him to unlock, but doing anything forcibly with it simply wasn’t possible. The only reason it was even dormant and that having such a fragment inside of him didn’t kill Jake outright was because of his Bloodline being able to suppress it,

had been little reason to even try before. He was already slowly absorbing

if he could do it, would be utterly useless