In a world where dungeon runners rise to fame by mastering their classes and conquering impossible threats, Alexander was never meant to be part of it. No class. No path. Just a quiet life.

When a mysterious portal drags him into a hidden realm known as his Inner Path, Alexander unlocks a class no one has seen before: Beholder. There’s no fanfare. No guidance. Only eyes that see too much, and power that threatens to unravel his mind with every use.

Now, trapped in an abyssal dungeon that reshapes itself around eldritch laws, Alexander must survive alone. 

But with each victory, his vision sharpens. His spells twist reality. And the deeper he goes, the more the world outside should start to worry.

Because when he returns-
They won’t be able to look away.

Alexander looked at the parchments, both looked old and aged—yet the text seemed fresh, its ink far too fresh for the paper it was used on.


"I'm looking to sell items, how does that require a contract?"


"It doesn't, just anyone can come in here and sell something."


Alexander leaned forward and grabbed the freshly poured glass of water, handing it to Fae.


She drank it, barely making a sound while doing so.


"These contracts are mutually beneficial—In essence, you agree to come to me first to sell your findings, and I'll give you a 20% bonus on anything you sell, as well as 20% off anything you buy."


Alexander looked at Brak's expression, it didn't change, but he hadn't been born yesterday.


"20% seems great. I'm sure anyone would be thrilled hearing those words, although you could price items 20% lower or higher, which essentially would mean no bonus at all."


Chapter 49 - [ Contract ]