Sanctuary: Safe Haven

Canna took a deep breath, already preparing himself for what was coming next. He had just finished naming the imposing male demon who had appeared before him, and though he was expecting something

outrageous

, he wasn't quite ready for just how

crazy

things would get. As the status screen appeared before his eyes, he could feel his heart skip a beat.

[Name:

Abaddon

]

Level

: 1948

Race

: Demon

Rank

: Pseudo Archdemon

Class

: Hellbreaker

HP

: 2,200,000 / 2,200,000

MP

: 800,000 / 800,000

Strength

: 3,500,000 / 3,500,000

Speed

: 2,800,000 / 2,800,000

Defense

: 1,500,000 / 1,500,000

Intelligence

: 400,000 / 400,000

Agility

: 2,900,000 / 2,900,000

Stamina

: 1,800,000 / 1,800,000

Vitality

: 2,300,000 / 2,300,000

Title: Warmonger of the Abyss

Title Effect

:

Battlelust Unleashed

: Grants Abaddon a

50% increase

to all stats when in the midst of battle, amplifying his strength and speed the longer he fights. For every 1000 enemies he defeats, his strength temporarily doubles for the next three minutes.

Unstoppable Onslaught

: Gains a

damage multiplier

with every consecutive strike, allowing his attacks to tear through defenses and crush opponents under an overwhelming barrage of blows.

Title: The Indomitable Will

Title Effect

:

Unyielding Spirit

: Abaddon cannot be incapacitated by any means, whether through physical, mental, or magical attacks. When his HP reaches zero, he is temporarily revived with

30% HP

and his strength doubled for a limited time.

Stubborn Resilience

: All debuffs and status effects have a

70% reduced

duration or are outright ignored, making it near impossible to cripple him in battle.

Title: Engager of Eternal Conflict

Title Effect

:

Initiator's Edge

: Gains

bonus damage

and an

immediate stat boost

whenever he initiates combat, allowing him to strike fast and hard at the beginning of every battle.

Aggression Overload

: Abaddon's attacks grow fiercer with every engagement, multiplying the power of his physical strikes by

50%

when he's the first to land a blow in combat.

Title: Champion of Carnage

Title Effect

:

Carnage's Favor

: Gains additional power and health regeneration for every opponent within a

100-meter radius

. The more foes there are around him, the faster he heals and the stronger he becomes.

Endless Rampage

: Increases his movement and attack speed by

30%

every time he downs an opponent, making him progressively faster and deadlier with each kill.

Title: Hell's Relentless Warlord

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:

Tyrant's Dominance

: When leading an army or fighting alongside allies, Abaddon exerts an aura of dominance that increases the

fighting capabilities

of those around him by

50%

, while also weakening the resolve and morale of enemy forces.

Rage Uncontained

: Once he reaches his rage state, Abaddon's attacks become uncontrollable, destroying everything in his path. His strength doubles during this state, but he loses the ability to distinguish friend from foe.

Canna's eyes widened as he scanned the stats before him. His breath hitched, and his mind struggled to comprehend the sheer

absurdity

of what he was looking at.

"

What... in the world... is this?

" he muttered, his voice barely audible as he processed the fact that he had just summoned a

walking apocalypse

.

Abaddon

wasn't just a strong demon; he was

overpowered

to the point where his mere presence could reshape the tide of an entire war.

His fingers trembled slightly as he closed the stat screen. He had been prepared for something

crazy

, but this was on a level beyond anything he could have imagined.

Strength in the millions? HP over two million? Titles that made him practically immortal?

Canna could feel his head spinning.

He glanced back at

Ameena

, almost expecting her to share in his shock, but she stood calmly, watching him with that familiar, knowing smile on her face.

Abaddon, meanwhile, remained kneeling, his head bowed in a show of deep respect, as if he didn't even realize the sheer

insanity

of his own power. Canna wasn't sure if he should be relieved or terrified.

He let out a long, shaky sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I've only just woken up... and things are already getting way out of hand."

_________

Canna let out a long sigh, feeling the weight of everything he had just learned pressing down on him.

So much had changed

in such a short time—his race, his power, and the sheer strength of the demons now bound to him. He needed a second to breathe, to clear his mind and regain his focus.

As if sensing his thoughts, a familiar presence materialized before him.

Mortem

, his first and most loyal creation.

"

Master

," Mortem greeted, bowing his head with deep respect.

A smile tugged at Canna's lips. It was comforting to see Mortem, the constant in all the chaos. "Mortem," Canna said, "I'm sorry I didn't let you know about everything earlier, but could you give me a quick update on what's been happening?"

Mortem shook his head slightly, his dark eyes glowing softly. "There is no need to apologize, master. Since you've been resting, your new..." he glanced briefly at

Ameena

and

Abaddon

, "...subordinates have helped immensely. Not only is the base standing, but it's flourishing. Everything is running smoothly. Once you're ready, master, we can move to the

guild base

now."

Canna nodded thoughtfully, absorbing Mortem's words. Slowly, he stepped out of the bed, his feet hitting the cool stone floor. Mortem's eyes widened slightly. "It seems you've...

grown taller

, master."

Canna blinked, looking down at himself. He really had grown taller, and his

hair

had also gotten longer. More than that, he could feel something different—his

veins pulsed with power

, as though his body had been

reborn

into something greater. He'd have to check it out later, but for now, there were more pressing matters.

"Let's not waste time," Canna said, standing straighter. "We've got work to do."

As Canna strode through the halls, handling the pressing matters of his newfound power and responsibilities,

Milo

was never far behind. The small

Emberwing demon

flapped its tiny wings energetically, always hovering near Canna's shoulder or circling around him playfully. Despite his chubby form and cute demeanor, Milo moved with surprising speed, keeping pace with Canna wherever he went. Occasionally, he'd nudge against Canna's cheek, as if seeking his approval or simply enjoying his master's presence. No matter where Canna went, Milo was always there—his loyal, fiery little companion.