The Monster Tower [ Book 1: The Advent Of Solo Adventurer ]

Chapter 0

**Chapter 0: Solo Adventurer**

Amidst the vast expanse of the Myara Desert, where the sun's relentless rays beat down upon the shifting sands, a lone figure cut through the shimmering heat waves. The young man, with determination etched on his face, emerged from the direction of a desolate battlefield, the remnants of a clash between forces unknown.

Ahead lay the town of Derscio, unaware of the enigmatic traveler making his way toward its heart. Unbeknownst to the townspeople, this adventurer's arrival marked a turning point in their lives, intertwining destinies in ways they could scarcely imagine.

Back on the battlefield, the defeated lay strewn across the scorched earth. The townspeople, who typically engaged in ambushing unsuspecting adventurers, found themselves momentarily paralyzed by the arrival of a formidable figure. The young man had unintentionally become the focus of their mischief, signaling an unexpected end to their predatory ways.

As the defeated townsfolk pondered their fate, the distant sound of celebration reached their ears. Unbeknownst to them, the town of Derscio was preparing for its grand centennial celebration. The Derceoza family, renowned for their mystical abilities, led the festivities to commemorate a hundred years of the town's establishment.

Within the opulent walls of the Derceoza palace, Princess Feicia Anagraci Dercex, with her striking blue hair and golden eyes, presided over the gathering of dignitaries and nobles. Her beauty adorned her exterior, but it was her combat prowess, a hereditary gift from the goddess Derceoza, that set her apart. The Derceoza family, blessed with the power to shape-shift at will, wielded martial arts, combat skills, and magic that made them formidable in every sense.

As the palace buzzed with festivities, the young man reached the town gate, his form shrouded in a black cloak. Handing the guards his Adventurer Pass, he entered Derscio unnoticed, his mysterious aura blending seamlessly with the jubilant atmosphere.

Wandering through the lively streets, the adventurer marveled at the grandeur of the town. Unbeknownst to the revelers, his mission was veiled in secrecy, known only to a select few. He belonged to an organization dedicated to maintaining balance in the mystical realms, and recent reports hinted at unsettling magical disturbances emanating from Derscio.

Activating his magical senses, the young man detected a subtle yet distinct resonance in a specific district. Guided by instinct, he meandered through the celebratory crowd, heading toward the source of the magical anomaly.

As he approached the district, the magical energy intensified. Carefully surveying the surroundings, the adventurer spotted a concealed entrance leading to an underground passage. Suspicion grew, compelling him to explore further.

Descending into the dimly lit passage, he felt the ancient enchantments warding off intruders. The air became charged with mystical energy as he navigated the labyrinthine tunnels beneath Derscio.

In the hidden chambers, the adventurer uncovered a cult engaged in a forbidden ritual. Arcane incantations filled the air as mystical symbols adorned the chamber. At its center lay a potent artifact—a relic capable of channeling otherworldly forces.

Recognizing the cult's activities as a threat to the delicate balance between realms, the adventurer sprang into action. With calculated precision, he disrupted the ritual, disarming the cultists and neutralizing the magical energies at play.

Chaos ensued as cultists scattered in panic. The adventurer secured the artifact, preventing it from falling into malevolent hands. Mission accomplished, he retraced his steps to the surface, leaving the hidden chambers behind.

Back in the festive town, the artifact now safely contained, the adventurer blended into the crowd. The celebratory atmosphere persisted, oblivious to the potential catastrophe narrowly averted beneath their feet.