[You''re on the maind.]


    [Your starting point is The Warmonger Empire''s Capital—Last Night.]


    [Your level cap has been removed.]


    Jake arrived in one of the three vast sanctuaries of The Warmonger Empire.


    Those three temples were upied by the statues of human traitors and high-level soldiers.


    Standing straight and rigid with long spears tightly clenched in their dominant hands, thetter kept an eye on the grand sculptures. The soldiers would only betray signs of life upon noticing any newbie yer trying to touch or soil the statues in any way.


    The said statues were so tall that anyone could, at most, touch up to their calves.


    "Halt!" A soldier screamed at a yer who was attempting to sneak beneath the statue''s robes. It was a female statue sculpted so masterfully and beautifully that she could have been mistaken for a giant and alive woman.


    Feeling the weight of the soldier''s skill, the yer froze on the spot and clicked his tongue before turning around and giving up on his disrespectful acts.


    ''This one has green hair… it feels like I''m at some cosy event,'' Jakemented as he walked toward the exit, his eyes resting on the yer who had been just reprimanded with a re and voice—he was forced to look away because people were swarming this sanctuary, so he naturally lost track of the man.


    The reason he spoke in this way was because yers didn''t have their natural hair colors.


    Uponing to this sanctuary, Jake momentarily thought he hadnded in a festival because everyone''s heads were decorated in different colors.


    yers could also change their skin color, and some didn''t hold back with this feature. Other than that, nothing much could be altered.


    Of course, women paid a lot of attention to their eyebrows, skin, hair, and more natural cosmetics so as to not wear any make-up in the game world.


    It was also challenging to get proper cosmetics after the character creation process.


    In this vast sanctuary where no pir held up the ceiling and the floor was smoother than a grasnd, anyone would feel like they truly had stepped into the fantasy world with magic and swords—Jake was the same.


    ''Many yers wear the in clothes everyone gets upon logging into the world… did they not manage to get any equipment on the tutorial ind?'' Jake questioned as he paced around yers without hitting their shoulders. His perception skill was like a sponge, passively teaching him how to avoid bumping into others.


    It also adapted well to yers'' presences.


    Jake, however, wasn''t perfect.


    When something piqued his attention—for instance, the equipment crafted from the wolf boss'' hide or weapon from the same wood as his bow—he would stop and examine that person to see what method and tricks he used to craft this one.


    That would make him bump into someone else, but it was such amon urrence here that yers just brushed that aside and continued getting deeper into the maind''s wonders.


    The wonders here meant the statues. yers could get a lot of information from those statuses and pick up their first ss from the main set—tank, archer, mage, swordsman, healer.


    After selecting the main ss, yers can also select another one for the subss. For example,bining a swordsman ss with a healer subss produces a pdin ss.


    Even yers with second characters would speak to those statues, so Jake was an oddball for showing no interest in them.


    It was because he had already had the main ss, and Richard''s advice weighed a ton in his heart.


    Those statues were the human traitors. He didn''t know the full picture of the main storyline, but there had to be a reason for Richard to warn him about them and for the misfit statue to be perched at the top of The Unconquerable Mountain.


    ''I should be able to learn any subss from other NPCs… if sses were limited only to statues, anyone owning them would have a monopoly, which would cause wars. So far, I can see a peaceful environment,'' Jake thought.


    That was when he left the sanctuary.


    Though the peace he had just thought about remained, Jake was stunned by something else. Outside, he could see many yers with different levels.


    Their equipment drew so much attention that even diligent Jake couldn''t have helped himself and stand still, his eyes drawn to the beautiful gender.


    While male yers wore full-body armor and stood tall like the protagonists of their lives, female yers seemed fond of the typical stereotype armor, which exposed their midriffs, cleavages, or thigh gaps.


    A few daringdiesbined the three revealing spots in question, sporting such arresting beauty that men felt handcuffed, including Jake.


    That said, a lot, really a lot, women disliked that kind of equipment, and their scornful eyes passed through Jake, freeing him from the illusion that it was a norm here.


    He chuckled and proceeded deeper into the empire''s capital.


    The sanctuary he had been in was alight on the small mountain that defended the capital from the south and overlooked it like a guardian.


    Jake easily found the sightseeing spot and clenched the railing to look over it at the capital''s charm.


    It was considerably bright here.


    Just like earthlings conquered the night with light, so did the empire. Their method was obviously connected to magic as it seemed like they had stored fireflies in floating transparent orbs that breezed through the capital''s roads and even dark alleys.


    Soaringnterns with orbs perched on top, which seemed like nesting boxes for the warm and harmless magic, were perched at either side of the thoroughfare, blessing it with never-ending light.


    Lucrative businesses such as cksmiths'' smithies, alchemists'' stores, or magic shops were close to thenterns in question, having no need to pay for a light.


    Less famous businesses either paid for the light magic or devised unique ways to stand out during the night shifts.


    "It''s midnight, but the streets are bustling with life! So nice," Jake rested his head on his palm, taking in the beautiful vista of the capital built on red bricks and its enormous castle, singling out its presence with the rich and morous architecture that didn''t lose to the night''s curtain dotted with stars.


    "Ah, I''ve stayed up for too long…" Jake checked the clock and sighed before logging out.


    He wasn''t fortunate enough to be able to y the game for as long as he wanted.