MMORPG: REBORN MARK ADVENTURE IN ONLINE GAME

Raven stood in the shadows, his gaze locked onto the streets of Viles Town below him. His heart raced, but not with the fear or anxiety that might have gripped others witnessing such destruction. No, this was a different feeling—a surge of exhilaration, of vindication. His eyes gleamed with cold satisfaction as he watched the bodies of Dark Solution members pile up in the streets, their once-proud guild reduced to nothing more than corpses and shattered dreams.

He had never truly belonged to Dark Solution. It was a gilded cage, a false paradise of power and control that had betrayed him, dragged him into a web of lies and manipulation. Every betrayal, every wound inflicted on him, every moment of weakness, had been carefully planned and executed by those who had once called him their leader. Now, the tables had turned.

Raven's fingers curled into fists as he watched the rogue stumble in the alley, his ankle shattered by a well-placed shot. The man's desperate attempt to teleport was futile—he was a broken puppet, struggling in the final moments of his life. SharpJack was swift, merciless, and with one well-timed strike, the rogue's body went limp. Raven felt a twisted sense of joy flood his chest, the man's demise playing out like a symphony of vengeance.

The Dark Solution merchant, trembling as he offered his last silver in a pitiful attempt to buy his life, met the same fate. Raven could almost hear the man's final gasps as the rogue's blade sliced through his throat, his blood staining the cobblestones. The merchant had been weak, insignificant. Yet, he had once been part of the machine that betrayed Raven. Seeing him die, just like the others, brought a strange sense of closure. It wasn't justice—it was something darker, something far more personal.

The officer, the last remaining high-ranking member of Dark Solution, stood in the deserted tavern, desperately attempting to rally his comrades. Raven could see the officer's futile attempts to hold his ground, his face twisted with fear and determination. The man had been one of the few who had once been loyal, but loyalty was a fragile thing in a guild built on betrayal. Raven had seen it all—the backstabbing, the hollow promises, the lies wrapped in the guise of friendship.

When the final blow came, Raven's lips curled into a cruel smile. The officer's death, swift and brutal, was a fitting end to the last remnant of Dark Solution's twisted hierarchy. The guild's death throes were beautiful in their simplicity. The town had become a graveyard, a reflection of the guild's rise and fall. Raven reveled in the carnage, the utter destruction of everything that had once been his.

As he stood on the rooftop, watching the blood-soaked streets below, Raven felt a cold sense of triumph. Dark Solution had been the source of his pain, his suffering, and his rebirth. Now, they were nothing. No longer a threat, no longer a weight around his neck. The final pieces of his past had been eradicated. There was no turning back now.

Yet, as the town lay in ruins, Raven's heart remained heavy. The victory wasn't pure. It wasn't clean. It was the aftermath of a battle long fought, but it didn't bring him the peace he had imagined. The guild was gone, but the emptiness inside him lingered. This had been his revenge, but what came next? Would there ever be a sense of true satisfaction? Or had the cycle of pain and betrayal simply prepared him for a new chapter, one where the only enemy left was himself?

Raven watched as the last of the Dark Solution members fell. Their bodies sprawled across the town, lifeless and cold. Viles Town was no longer the place it once was. It had been stained by blood and torn apart by the very players who had once thrived within its walls. And Raven, standing atop it all, knew one thing for certain: this was only the beginning.

Sophie's eyes widened as she read the guild chat messages, the reality of the situation dawning on her. The chat was flooded with messages confirming that K was the one who had decimated Dark Solution.

"K did it."

"It was K who took us down."

"We're being hunted by K's thugs."

Sophie's heart skipped a beat. She had expected chaos, sure, but not this. K, that unpredictable wildcard, had infiltrated Viles Town and dismantled Dark Solution. He had executed it with cold precision, turning the town into a blood-soaked battlefield, and now everyone was talking about it.

Her mind raced as she processed the situation. K had flipped the narrative, and now Dark Solution was the hunted. Sophie could almost hear the whispers of fear spreading throughout the remaining players. K's name was synonymous with chaos, and now it carried a weight she hadn't anticipated.

Sophie's fingers hovered over her screen, her thoughts sharpening. This wasn't something she could let slide. K had made a move, and now she had to respond. She couldn't let him control the game, not like this.

She quickly typed a message into the guild chat, her tone cold and commanding.

"Don't listen to the rumors. This isn't the end. We will rebuild. K might have caused this chaos, but we will rise above it. Keep your heads down, and wait for my next command."

Sophie leaned back, taking a deep breath. This was far from over. She would play this game on her terms. K had made his move, and now she would make hers.

Sophie's eyes narrowed as she stared out the tavern window, trying to make sense of the chaos that had unfolded in Viles Town. K, a thug NPC, was the one responsible for the massacre of Dark Solution members. There was no personal vendetta, no backstory linking him to the guild. He was just an NPC. So why was he hunting them with such relentless fervor?

Why is K targeting us?

Sophie paced slowly, her mind working through the possibilities. K wasn't someone they had wronged; there was no personal history between him and Dark Solution. He wasn't part of some hidden faction, nor was he seeking vengeance for any past conflict. He was just another NPC, one that had suddenly become a deadly force, picking off Dark Solution's members one by one.

Her fingers twitched, the frustration rising. K's actions weren't random. NPCs in Mortal Online didn't typically act with such purpose unless they had been triggered by some event. But what could it be?

Could there have been something in Viles Town that had provoked K? Was there some deeper mechanism in the game—a system designed to punish guilds that were perceived as corrupt or powerful? Or was it something as simple as the chaos Dark Solution had brought to the town, perhaps drawing K's attention as he hunted down players for sport, or for some programmed directive?

Sophie's thoughts raced. Is it a quest? A special event?

Whatever the reason, K had launched an all-out assault on Dark Solution, dismantling the guild in a matter of hours. She had to figure out why. Was this just part of the game's world-building, a designed event that had been triggered by Dark Solution's presence? Or was there something more deliberate at work?

She clenched her jaw, the weight of the unknown pressing down on her. She had always been in control, always had her plans and contingencies in place. But this? This was beyond her expectations. If K was hunting them because of some hidden game mechanic, she needed to find out before more members fell.

Sophie's gaze flickered to the remains of the guild's chat log. She needed information. There had to be some clue that could explain K's actions. Until then, she would stay alert, watching for any sign of what would happen next.

Whatever the reason, I won't let K's destruction be the end of Dark Solution. There's always a way to turn this to my advantage.

Sophie stood still, the weight of the situation sinking in. She knew she had to turn the tables, to shift the tide in her favor before K's relentless hunt could wipe out what was left of Dark Solution. It wasn't just about surviving now—it was about gaining control of the narrative, manipulating the chaos to her advantage. K had created a bloodbath, but Sophie wasn't one to back down. This could be her chance to reclaim power, even in the face of such destruction.

Sophie sat quietly, staring at the auction house listing on her screen. The information she had just received hit her like a freight train. Garrett, K's brother, was dead. The chaos K had unleashed was expected, but what caught Sophie off guard was the fact that the ledger—the very item she had been trying to acquire through Alex—had ended up in the hands of someone else, thanks to a recent auction.

When Garrett had been alive, Sophie had orchestrated the plan to have Alex buy the ledger from him. She knew Garrett's connections to the underworld and had trusted Alex to handle the transaction. But Alex, being the incompetent pawn he was, had failed in keeping things discreet. After Garrett's sudden death, the ledger had surfaced in the auction house, where it was quickly sold to the highest bidder.

She brought it but alex got by k she is so angry he kicked him like a dog in real life then this problem came

Alex, the pawn she had once used, was now irrelevant. His role was finished. He had failed, and Sophie would make sure he paid the price. But now, the real challenge was getting the ledger back and controlling the chaos before it engulfed the town entirely.

Her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard as she started planning her next move.She is planning to turn tables .

She knew he had ledger by why is he is attacking her she is not getting it.

So she is planning to ledger from k a lvl 5 this is her opportunity.