LEVEL EVERYTHING UP in my Eldritch Tribe

As life returned to a semblance of normalcy on Earth after the survival game vanished from the skies, people were forced to return to the harsh realities of their fragmented world.

In the apocalyptic cities, where ruins dominated the landscape, survivors once again faced the ever-present threat of the fleshers—mutated humans whose minds had long been consumed by the plague.

In the dense forests, where nature had reclaimed its dominion, people contended with wild beasts that had grown more dangerous since the outbreak of the apocalypse.

While in the few remaining peaceful cities, those fortunate enough to be shielded from the chaos continued their lives, blissfully unaware of the constant struggles beyond their borders.

Suddenly, again, the sky itself seemed to ripple with an otherworldly presence once more.

It began with a flicker, then a bright light burst through the clouds, capturing the attention of every living being on Earth.

People in the streets, survivors in the wild, and even those hidden deep in underground bunkers all looked upward in shock.

Above them, the sky was dominated by a massive, translucent screen, displaying the same Asura girl who had appeared in the survival game.

Her alien beauty, sharp features, and six arms made her seem even more imposing against the backdrop of Earth's turbulent skies.

She stood there confidently, holding a microphone as if she were broadcasting a live show.

Her voice, smooth yet tinged with arrogance, boomed across the globe, echoing through every corner of Earth.

"Greetings, inhabitants of Earth. I am Yasira of the Asura race," she began, a sinister smile playing on her lips.

"You may remember me from the survival game that recently concluded. Now that your planet's representative, Lyerin, has managed to win, I bring an important proposition directly from the Asura Overseers."

The atmosphere was tense as Yasira paused, letting her words sink in. The people, already uneasy, felt a foreboding sense of doom looming over them.

"As you know," Yasira continued, her voice rising, "Lyerin and his so-called Stonehooves Tribe have desired to become a rouge dictator for you all.

"We Asuras pride ourselves on strength, strategy but most of all, peace, and it seems your Lyerin has managed to surprise us all. But make no mistake—we will not allow such a weak dictator tribe to rise unchecked who would use you all for his own desire to dominate and enslave you all.

"So, we offer you, the people of Earth, a deal. A deal that will not only rid you of Lyerin and his tribe but will make you stronger in the process."

Her next words were like bait, cast into the sea of human desperation.

"If you, people of Earth, rise up and destroy the dictator Lyerin and his Stonehooves Tribe, the Asura race will reward you… richly. In return for eliminating this threat, we will grant you access to unimaginable power.

"We will show you the way to survive your apocalypse, to thrive in a world that now seems bent on your destruction."

Yasira's smile widened as she saw the flicker of interest in her unseen audience.

She could sense the hope—hope that perhaps, through her offer, their suffering could end.

"Do you want to become stronger?" she asked rhetorically, her voice smooth and enticing.

"We can show you how. Ancient sites across your planet, like the Pyramids of Egypt, the Bermuda Triangle, Stonehenge, and other so-called sacred sites, are not just relics of the past. They are treasure troves, waiting to be unlocked.

"The Asura race has known of their existence for millennia. Within these places lie powerful artifacts, ancient knowledge, and resources that will strengthen your bodies, sharpen your minds, and elevate your abilities to levels you could never imagine."

In apocalyptic cities, in the ruins, and in the quiet corners of the world, people began murmuring.

The promise of treasure, of power, of survival, sent ripples of excitement and desperation through the crowds.

Yasira's voice dropped into a more serious tone, her smile fading slightly.

"With the tools and power we offer, you will be able to tame your world. No more struggling against the beasts, no more fear of the fleshers. You will finally be equipped to handle the horrors that now plague your planet. And when you're ready, you will be more than capable of dealing with Lyerin and his tribe.

"After all, his tribe may have reached Level Three, but it's only a Third Level Tribe. He's no real threat once you gain the power we offer. With the strength of a Sixth Grade Eldren user or Mana user, many of whom I know exist among you, taking him down will be child's play."

As her words washed over the world, the hope in people's hearts grew, mixed with the tantalizing possibility of finally controlling their fate.

Yasira continued, leaning forward slightly as though letting them in on a secret.

"Do not be afraid of Lyerin. He may have won the survival game, but he is still mortal. His tribe's strength is not permanent.

"You see, he's just a man, and his Pig Orcs, those beasts that seem so terrifying, are no match for what you could become. The Stonehooves Tribe is strong now, but they will weaken. And when they do, you will be ready. All you need is to take this opportunity and act."

Her smile returned, this time sharper and more devious.

"And the rewards we offer aren't just power. Wealth, status, and influence will also be yours. Imagine it: a world where you are in control.

"Where your children grow up in safety of a free world, free from the nightmares that haunt you now, free from people like this future dictator. We, the Asura race, can make that a reality."

Yasira paused for dramatic effect, allowing the weight of her offer to settle into the minds of her listeners.

Then she straightened her posture and raised her arms slightly, as if embracing the world itself.

"The choice is yours, Earthlings. Stand against Lyerin and claim your rewards, or continue to live in fear of him and his tribe. We have given you the tools you need. Now, it's up to you to act."

Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she spoke the final words. "Good luck, Earthlings. We look forward to seeing what you're truly capable of."

With that, the screen flickered out, leaving the people of Earth staring at the now-empty sky, contemplating the offer that had just been laid before them.

Whispers spread like wildfire through the cities and settlements.

Some were eager, eyes burning with the desire for power and survival, while others remained skeptical, unsure of whether they could trust the Asura race, especially after witnessing the brutal survival game.

Yasira had planted the seed of chaos, and now it was up to humanity to decide which path to take.

As the image of Yasira faded from the sky, the tension remained, crackling in the air like an impending storm.

Earth was now divided—some wanted to take the deal, while others hesitated, wary of the consequences of siding with the very race that had nearly annihilated them.

But one thing was clear: Lyerin's Stonehooves Tribe had just become the most hunted force on the planet.