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Profession, First Encounter

The world has changed quite a lot because of one groundbreaking event that took place 2-years ago. The first travel into the Dungeon.

The process of its discovery and the methods to teleport to the Dungeon has long been treated as a top-level information and only a dozen of people knew the truth about the Dungeon. However, the groundbreaking event wasn't the discovery of Dungeon, it was the effects provided by the Dungeon.

Anyone who enters the Dungeon will have to face the Rite of Passage. Those who clear the basic standards of the challenge will be eligible to enter the dungeon and will also be rewarded with an ability.

There are many abilities like the ability to control fire, water or any other Element. A person may even gain the ability to mutate his body parts into various shapes to achieve varied results. This ability caused a lot of commotion as every single human wanted to enter the dungeon. But this trend ended quickly because of the high mortality rate. Out of 3 million humans that entered the unrestricted teleportation area, only a mere 23498 humans survived the challenge while the rest lost their lives without even being able to enter the dungeon.

But those who survived and entered the Dungeon became the cornerstone of the Mortal Humans as another group emerged from the various continents – Cultivators.

But the two groups quickly joined together instead of fighting because all of them were rational and they already knew that going to a war against your own species is the biggest blunder a party can commit at this age and era. The Unity of all the Parties of Interest of the Dungeon formed to be known as– The United Humanity Forces or UHF. The group started creating buildings around the various teleporting regions and set up the transporters to contain the power of Dungeon.

The head of the UHF also declared that the people eligible to enter the dungeon should be above the age of 16 and must complete the basic body Cultivation perfectly, which has been distributed to every educational organisation spread across the whole globe.

The transporters were set up in mostly every city in the world as Raghav stood in front of the City Headquarters of UHF in Ludhiana.

A Forty-floored building that showed windows made of black coloured glass as an exterior and stood out from the rest of the infrastructure of the city because of its modern design. This building is usually called the Transportation Building as the teleporters to reach the dungeon are located inside this building.

Raghav entered the building as the black coloured glass gates slid open automatically revealing cream coloured tiles that furnished the whole floor. The lights of the entrance to the building were set in dim orange as an ambient atmosphere remained inside the reception area. He walked towards the reception counter and smiled towards the beautiful receptionist.

"Hello, may I ask about the procedures to enter the dungeon for the first timers and where should I apply for a taming license?"

The receptionist smiled professionally as she handed him a green brochure.

"Sir, the requirements to enter the dungeon for the first timers are listed below and you have to enter the 33rd floor to apply for your taming license. I wish you a good day."

Raghav smiled bitterly as he wanted to flirt with the female but he was shot down. The receptionist seemed familiar with his type of people and quickly identified him.

As Raghav went back, the receptionist let out a small smile as she saw his defeated back. She shook her head before focusing on her job again.

Raghav, on the other hand, went to the 33rd floor to get his Tamer's License. For those who wanted to enter the Dungeon, and explore it's unknown, they would usually get acquainted with a profession that can help in their conquest.

There were many professions on Earth like Alchemist, Dungeon Blacksmith, Explorer and many others. But the Profession of Taming Master is known to be one of the most mystical and dangerous profession. The Tamers use the taming coins developed by the Headquarters of the Profession to capture a weak or submissive monster from the Dungeon and allow them to teleport from Dungeon to Earth.

Since this profession is risky to the tamer as well as the mortal civilians, the requirements to become a taming master was very strict, but like everything else, these rules also had some exceptions.

The gate of the elevator finally opened at the 33rd floor as Raghav entered a floor furnished with pure white tiles that didn't have a single blemish on their beauty. He looked around to see similar white coloured couches and resting area along with four rooms that had black doors to close off the rooms. Raghav went towards the black coloured reception counter of this floor only to meet an exotic beauty in a white formal dress.

The white dress was form fitting as it trailed down to her calves and stuck to her perky butt. The dress was half sleeved with a high-top round neck and a wide cloth belt that was tied to the right side of the waist of her dress. The dress could hardly keep her youthful bosom as it created a slant on the dress before it was tucked by the cloth belt.

The woman herself was worthy of compliments as he had only seen such beauty in his own sect. She had chestnut brown hair with loose curves at the bottom. Her pitch black eyes similar to Raghav's were enchanting enough to draw anyone into them. Unlike other exotic beauties, her caramel skin glowed and her lips were natural light pink in colour.

If Raghav wasn't from an all-female sect, he would have already lost his control.

A light shined by the enchanting woman's eyes as Raghav's eyes turned stern, but a smile formed on his wolfish face. His eyes glowed a bit too, surprising the woman greatly.

"Hello, I would like to get an emergency Tamer's License. Here is my Sect Medallion."

The woman now smiled professionally as she took two cards from Raghav's hand. She looked at the pitch black card that had Raghav's initial inscribed with his contact information in golden colour and the second card that was grey in colour with the mark of Pisces sign on it. Her pupils shrunk as she evaluated Raghav again.

She put the Sect Medallion with the Pisces mark in a Laptop to verify the card. Seeing this, Raghav smiled as he let the woman be on her own devices.

After the medallion was verified, the beautiful female stood up.

"Please follow me."

Raghav was finally able to see her beautiful back. The dress had a deep v-neck cut revealing her beautiful shoulders and her slender and curving waist that was topped by the perky butt that had a hard time being fitted in this cage of a beautiful dress. Her heeled sandals accentuated her butt as her movements captivated Raghav.

She walked like a slippery serpent...no….more like a Lamia in a human disguise. Whenever she took a step, her butt and waist swayed in the opposite direction.

Raghav gulped a little as he truly didn't believe that he would meet such a formidable enemy in such an inconspicuous location. He already knew that this woman was more than what she looked on the surface. It wasn't just her beauty, it was her breathing and posture and every single movement that Raghav had been observing since he arrived at this place.

She stood in front of one of the black door and smiled.

"This will be the room where you will be tested for your eligibility. I will leave now."

"Uhm, I am Raghav Verma and I would like to ask your name."

The Exotic Beauty laughed as her bell-like voice sent Raghav to a daze.

"I won't tell you my name, but I know about you. The Legendary Raghav of the Upbringing Sect. I tell you what, you reach the level of your 'Mother' and not only you will know my name, I will also be willing to give you a chance. And don't think that I will wait for you. There are many strong men trying to win my heart and I might just fall for one, who knows."

As he heard that this beauty knew his known 'title' he could only sigh. He smiled towards her.

"Then you better count your days, because I will be learning your name, soon."

He spoke as he entered the room, leaving the unnamed beauty outside the room.