Unknown Hellish World
BOOMMM!
Blood shot out of Ambrose's mouth, every bone in his body screaming after he was smashed through a literal mountain. Grave Keeper slipped from his grip, his fingers barely able to even twitch.
He tumbled through the rocky ground, the screeches around him growing louder.
[WARNING: Host's state critical.]
[6,600 HP lost from last attack.]
A bloody smile curled Ambrose's lips.
It's been about one Earth week.
According to the system's calculations, this particular world followed the same laws of time as Earth, which would be a first.
But it also meant he'd had to suffer for much longer.
Titans dominated this world—from the skies, to the ground and even below ground.
The smallest beasts were easily the size of buildings.
His strategy has involved retreating when a threat becomes too much for him, planning and then coming back to take it down.
So far… It worked.
Until now.
