Death Heir's Devouring System

’Moon Breakers,’ a genuine, warm smile appeared on Azrael’s face. Now... that was a name he could get behind.

"Since you all have unique Inborn Traits and preferences," Arthur continued, "aside from the mandatory lessons, you’ll be given the chance to choose what you want to learn."

"You’ll undergo countless training sessions over the next few months—but I want to make sure you remember what I’m about to tell you. It’s of utmost importance, both for your progression and your survival."

Azrael’s eyes narrowed, ears perked up, ready to absorb the information the best he could. Even if he had grown up in the slums, some information had reached his ears. However, if it was just a myth or an actual fact was impossible for him to confirm... until now.

"First, remember that challenging a Rift—even if it lets you raise your Ascension Level—is a serious risk. It endangers not only your life but the entire world."

Arthur’s eyes narrowed. "The only way to increase your Ascension Level is to enter a Rift with a Danger Level equal to or higher than your own and defeat the monster that opened it. Keep in mind that the being that opened the portal is always one Danger Level higher than the Rift itself."

Azrael’s fists clenched. His eyes darkened.

’Shit,’ he cursed bitterly.

To close a Rift one had to defeat a monster one Danger Level higher than the Rift itself? That was basically a death sentence, the only way it would work was if there was a large team of proficient fighters taking on the abomination, and even then the outcome was far from certain.

’It seems making allies is inevitable.’

"Once you enter a Rift, it is your duty to close it. You absolutely must not die in there."

Arthur made his voice colder, ensuring that the young ones were to remember his next words.