A top-tier hunter dies in a high-level dungeon only to awaken inside a novel as the weakest son of a powerful hunter family, a character destined to die early.
Determined to change his fate, he relies on his past-life instincts to survive. But something is wrong.
 The farther he is from the novel’s villian, the more his emotions spiral out of control.
What begins as a necessity soon turns into something far more dangerous.
As he grows stronger and defies the original story, the invisible bond between them tightens blurring the line between control and obsession, reason and desire.
In a world ruled by power and dungeons, the greatest threat may not be death… but losing himself to the one person he cannot stay away from

The old man froze. Kaelen crouched. He studied the ground around the shoe. Marks in the mud. Drag marks. Something had pulled the shoe. Or pulled the boy wearing it. But no blood. No torn fabric. No signs of struggle.


He followed the marks with his eyes. They led to a gap between two massive roots. The roots rose from the ground like arched fingers. The gap between them was narrow. Too narrow for an adult.


Kaelen pointed to the mud. "No blood. The drag marks are straight. If something attacked him, there'd be thrashing. He went in on his own or he was carried carefully. Either way, he's not dead."


The old man stared at the roots. "I can't fit through that."


The words had barely left his mouth when something inside Kaelen snapped into place.


Chapter 263 - Found him