Chapter 3: Path to strength
Alex sat in his dimly lit room, his mind racing as he recounted everything he knew about Etheron Chronicles. This was no longer a game—it was reality. And that meant every hidden treasure, every legendary artifact, and every secret trial he had uncovered in his past life as a player was now invaluable knowledge.
'If I remember correctly, there's an ancient ruin in the forest near the capital... It holds a powerful sword technique. If I can acquire it, my strength will grow exponentially.'
He furrowed his brows, going through all the locations he could recall. There were potions hidden in forgotten caves that could boost one's strength, trials that granted unique abilities, and dungeons teeming with rare resources.
'Ethan Williams, the protagonist, had a massive head start because of his powerful background and the goddess's blessing... But I have something he doesn't—knowledge of the future.'
His grip tightened. He refused to let fate dictate his path. If he was going to survive, he needed power. And to gain power, he needed to train.
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Two Months of Training
The next day, Alex wasted no time. He ventured to a secluded clearing on the outskirts of the village near of the capital. It wasn't much, just a small open space surrounded by trees, but it was perfect for training.
At first, his body struggled to keep up. his weak muscles and low stamina couldn't execute the movements properly.
Every swing of the wooden training sword left his arms burning, every sprint left him gasping for air.
But something strange happened.