Chapter 15: Raven’s Guild
The bluish light of his phone screen flickered in the darkness of his bedroom. Isaac was slumped on his bed, one arm folded under his head, the other holding his old phone whose battery threatened to give up the ghost at any moment.
He was scouring the forums, newsgroups and classified ads of the Bureau des Chasseurs. Every major guild had strict entry requirements. Hunters of rank E or F were not even considered.
He bit the inside of his cheek nervously, frustrated.
He couldn't waste time.
Ever since his return from the nightmare that was the other world, something was wrong. He felt... empty.
He had to go back to a dungeon.
He didn't know if it was the energy of the monsters, the thrill of battle, or the power of the moonstones, but he did know one thing: he had to hunt.
Except... he didn't have a guild.
And without a guild, access to the dungeons was impossible.
He exhaled slowly and continued his search.
Announcements were pouring in.