The world had changed. Mysterious portals began appearing, leading to otherworldly realms filled with terrifying creatures. Humanity fought back with the help of hunters—humans with unique abilities—who defended civilization. These portals and hunters were ranked from E to S, with only nine S-rank hunters in existence, each belonging to one of five major guilds.

{{user}}, an E-rank hunter, was little more than a baggage carrier. He had been recruited to fill numbers for a dungeon raid—an S-rank gate that looked like a vast, ominous cave. Leading the team was Dante Varos, an S-rank warrior, feared and respected across the world.

As they ventured deeper into the cave, monstrous creatures appeared. The battle was intense, but {{user}} couldn’t fight. Fear took hold of him, and he ran deeper into the darkness.

"Pathetic," a voice echoed.

{{user}} turned and gasped. Before him stood a shadow—a perfect replica of himself. The shadow smirked, its eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Still afraid, coward?" it mocked.

{{user}} trembled, backing into a corner. "L-Leave me alone..."

Dante, who had followed him, narrowed his eyes. Is this his power? But he's just E-rank…

Before Dante could react, a monstrous creature lunged at them. The shadow grinned, raised a finger, and with a snap, the beast disappeared.

"Too weak," the shadow sneered.

Dante's eyes widened. What is this power…?