Nathan stared at the system notification and let out a sigh so long, it could've been a dramatic movie scene.
"I still can't get used to all this...," he muttered.
The Tower of Genesis had been around for twenty years, and Nathan had spent way too many hours binge-watching Hunter videos like they were Tv series. Most of them started the same way—Hunter gets summoned to Floor One, gets a simple mission, boom, that mission decides your Class.
Remembering all that, Nathan tried asking the Tower Manager.
"Hey, tower manager," Nathan called out, rubbing his temple, "where's my Class-determining quest? Everyone else gets one."
He tried calling out again. Still nothing. The Tower Manager was ghosting him.
Nathan stood up and turned to the boar he had killed with a rock. Yes. A rock. No sword. No flashy skill. Just pure primal caveman energy.
But then his eyes narrowed.
That thing usually appeared on... Floor 20?
He paused, piecing things together in his head. The Tower was weird like that. Every ten floors, a different set of monsters ruled the place.
Floors 1–10? Bugs and birds. Creepy crawly nightmares and oversized pigeons. Only one case of a Mindless Monster showing up there—that was way back when the very first Hunter, a guy named Adam, got summoned.
And that guy? Said he ran into shadowy, brainless monsters that looked like walking voids of death. No feathers. No fur. Just pure nightmare fuel.
Later, when more Hunters got summoned, they all had different experiences—fighting animal-like monsters, collecting Tower Points, earning Exp... but none of them got the freaky horror show Adam described. And the points Adam earned? Way more than theirs.
That raised questions.
Enough that the newly formed Hunter Association started researching what the hell Adam had fought. The verdict? Those things didn't eat, didn't sleep, didn't stop moving, and attacked anything with a pulse. Everyone just started calling them Mindless Monsters, like they were some unique breed of glitchy hellspawn.
Floors 11–20? Four-legged beasts dominated. The Mindless ones? Rare. Like super rare. People wrote blogs when they saw one.
Floors 21–30? Mutated animals. Beast-types with magic. Still some Mindless Monsters popping in, like uninvited guests at a party.
Floors 31–40? Full-on Mindless Monster central. Goblins showed up around Floor 35, and after that, plant monsters started sprouting like weeds.
And speaking of Floor 40—only one guy had ever made it that far.
Blue Fang Guild. Rank-S Hunter. The Ice-Man-Chronomancer dude who everyone either feared, respected, or wanted to fanboy over.
His Class? Frost Chronomancer. Yeah. Time magic and ice. He could freeze an entire room in mid-attack. His skill, Frozen Moment, basically put reality on pause for a few seconds, then let the leftover ice finish the job.
Ulrich could slow wounds from healing, chill the air till it hurt to breathe, and left footprints like frozen death traps. Guy was a walking blizzard.
But after hitting Floor 40?
He came back... broken. His body couldn't even handle normal cold anymore. Like, put him near an AC and he'd probably faint.
Nathan let out another sigh.
"Even the strongest guy only made it to Floor 40... and the first guy?"
He didn't even want to finish the sentence.
Adam, the first Hunter, got into a public fight a year after the Tower appeared. Lost control. Used his powers. Hurt innocent people. Got locked up.
Then he killed himself in prison.
Nathan stared at the dirt. "What a shitty ending..."
Nathan still didn't feel safe. He was worried another monster might show up—and worse, that he'd run into a Mindless Monster, the kind that auto-attacks anything it sees.
He looked around cautiously.
"Without the temptation of boobs and thick asses from those two sexy rabbit fighters, I'm finally starting to remember the important stuff," Nathan muttered.
A woman's voice echoed from the distance. Nathan turned around. Livia was running toward him—her sweaty brown skin glowing under the sunlight, and the bounce of her cleavage made Nathan swallow hard.
Livia landed right in front of him with a light jump.
"Domina and I only caught two small deer. The animals are all hiding today," she said cheerfully, her bunny ears twitching.
"What were you looking at?" Livia peered into the pit that had trapped the Steelback Boar.
"Whoaaa... you caught a big boar," she said with a wide grin, then jumped down into the hole and, without breaking a sweat, lifted the boar and tossed it up.
The boar landed next to Nathan with a heavy thud. Nathan said nothing. At this point, he had already accepted Livia's insane strength and bizarre behavior as normal.
Livia hopped back up effortlessly.
"Come on, let's go home," she said with a bright smile.
Nathan nodded and began walking behind her as she casually carried the massive boar on her shoulder like it weighed nothing.
But his brain? Out of commission.
Livia's glistening bronze skin shimmered under the sun, and that fat, round ass—barely held together by a pathetic excuse for fabric—jiggled like it had a mind of its own with every step.
It was hypnotic. Dangerous. And completely unfair.
"It's getting harder to remember important things again," Nathan muttered, eyes locked in the bounce, "when that is constantly in my goddamn line of sight..."
He groaned quietly, dragging his feet as his inner thoughts spiraled.
"Right, priorities. Survival. Tower. Mindless Monsters. Yeah... good luck thinking about any of that when she's basically one wardrobe malfunction away from breaking my brain."