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The battlefield had barely settled.

The scent of blood still lingered, the fires still burned, and the echoes of war had yet to fade. The Dwarves and Elves stood amidst the ruins of their armies, their faces filled with exhaustion and disbelief.

They had suffered an overwhelming defeat at the hands of the Shadow King's five-million-strong Kobold army.

Yet, in less than an hour, the White Tiger Army had turned the tides completely.

The impossible had happened.

Jack knew the Elves and Dwarves should have been celebrating, but instead, a thick tension loomed in the air.

And it all stemmed from one thing—

Raizen, the White Tiger King, wanted to take Jack alone.

The Elven Queen, still catching her breath from battle, stepped forward.

"You can't just take him!" Her emerald eyes burned with defiance. "Jack is part of our alliance. We fought together, bled together—"

Raizen raised a hand.

"And yet, you lost." His golden eyes bore into her. "It was our strength that saved you. Our warriors that turned the tide. Do you think your people are in any position to negotiate?"

The Queen clenched her fists. The truth was undeniable.

The Dwarven King, heavily bandaged, sighed. "Lass, we ain't got a choice. We can barely stand, let alone fight."

Jack frowned. "Is this a demand or a request?"

Raizen met his gaze. "Both."

Jack exhaled. "What if I say no?"

Raizen smirked. "Then I'll drag you myself."

Silence.

Jack studied him carefully. Raizen wasn't bluffing.

Jack had spent years in this world. He had seen kings, rulers, and warlords. Raizen was different.

There was something in his presence—a raw, primal authority—that made even the strongest warriors hesitant to oppose him.

Jack turned to the Elven Queen and Dwarven King.

They were his allies, his friends.

And yet, they were too weak to resist.

They had no choice but to let him go.

Within minutes, Jack was mounted on the back of a massive white tiger, surrounded by warriors clad in silver armor.

The Elves and Dwarves could only watch helplessly.

The Elven Queen's lips trembled, but she said nothing.

The Dwarven King clenched his war hammer, but he didn't move.

The truth was bitter—they were powerless to stop this.

Jack sighed. "I'll be back."

He meant it.

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As the White Tiger Army surged forward, disappearing into the dense mist of the unknown, Jack felt a creeping realization.

Where were they taking him?

And more importantly—

Why?

Jack rode in silence.

The White Tiger Army moved like ghosts through the land. Their massive white-furred mounts leaped through the forest with incredible speed, covering miles in mere minutes.

Their discipline was absolute—no one spoke, no one hesitated. Even the wind barely dared to whisper against their polished silver armor.

Jack, despite his genius mind, had no idea where they were taking him.

It had been days since he left the Elves and Dwarves behind. The once-familiar landscapes faded into alien terrain. Mountains taller than anything Jack had seen in this world rose in the distance, and rivers of silver light flowed through valleys untouched by war.

This wasn't just another kingdom.

This was something far greater.

Then, as they reached the peak of a cliff, Jack saw it.

A massive fortress—no, a city—hovered in the sky.

Suspended by nothing but energy.

Jack's breath hitched.

He had built incredible technology before—anti-gravity suits, energy weapons, even teleportation gates. But this…

This was beyond him.

The fortress in the sky had entire floating islands chained together, connected by glowing bridges made of pure light.

Airships, each large enough to carry an army, circled like celestial guardians, and at the heart of it all stood a palace of silver and white stone, towering like an empire carved into the sky itself.

Jack exhaled.

"This is insane…"

Raizen, still riding beside him, smirked. "Impressed?"

Jack shook his head. "I need to know—who rules this place?"

Raizen's smirk grew wider. "You'll see soon enough."

With that, the tigers leaped off the cliff—

And soared through the air.

Jack barely had time to react before the White Tiger Army landed smoothly on a glowing platform, carried effortlessly by the strange gravity of this place.

The gates to the palace swung open.

Jack dismounted and stepped inside.

The throne room was vast—an entire world contained within four walls.

Silver trees lined the hall, their leaves glowing with soft blue light. A river of liquid crystal flowed through the center, forming bridges at the monarch's will. The air was thick with power.

And at the far end of the hall…

She sat.

A woman clad in pure white armor, lined with golden etchings of unknown symbols. A long, flowing cape of silver fur draped over her throne, and her piercing blue eyes locked onto Jack the moment he entered.

Jack froze.

"…Katrina?"

She smiled. "It's been a while, Jack."

Jack's mind reeled. His heart pounded.

Katrina, his old scientific partner, the one who had vanished from Earth without a trace.

She was here.

And she wasn't just anyone.

She was the White Monarch—the ruler of the strongest military force in this world.

Jack's hands clenched. "You… you've been here this whole time?"

Katrina leaned forward on her throne. "Longer than you, Jack."

His thoughts raced. Why hadn't she contacted him? What was she planning?

And most importantly—

Why had she brought him here?

Jack took a step forward, his voice firm. "What do you want from me, Katrina?"

Katrina chuckled softly. "The same thing I've always wanted, Jack. Progress. Power. Survival."@@novelbin@@

Her eyes gleamed. "And I need your help."

Jack's breath slowed. He knew this tone.

Katrina was a genius, but she never did anything without a grand vision behind it.

Jack exhaled. "I'm listening."

Katrina rose from her throne, her cape flowing behind her. "Come with me. It's time I show you what we're truly up against."

Jack's gut twisted.

He didn't know what she meant.

But something told him—

This was bigger than anything he had ever faced before.

And there was no turning back.

Jack stood still, his sharp mind trying to process everything. Katrina, the girl he had once known on Earth—the kind-hearted genius who had always supported him—was now a ruler, a monarch, and a force to be reckoned with.

And yet, as she stepped closer, her eyes softening, Jack could still see the Katrina he knew.

Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around him.

Jack stiffened for a moment, then relaxed.

Her voice was soft, almost trembling. "I missed you, Jack."

The words felt heavier than the entire floating citadel they stood in.

Jack slowly wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He could feel it—the weight of twenty years of struggle, victories, and loneliness she had endured.

After a moment, she pulled back, looking at him with an almost desperate gaze. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment."

Jack exhaled. "Katrina… what happened to you?"

She took a deep breath and gestured toward the grand hall. "Come. Let me show you."

As they walked through the palace, Katrina began to explain.

She had arrived in this world long before Jack.

Unlike Jack, who had been pulled into a vortex after years of preparation, Katrina had been thrown into this strange world without warning.

"I had nothing, Jack," she admitted, her fingers curling into fists. "I wandered for months, nearly starving. I didn't know the language, the land, or the people."

Jack listened silently, his heart heavy.

"But then," she continued, "I found them—the White Tiger Clan."

She smiled. "They saved me."

Unlike other kingdoms, the White Tiger Clan valued intelligence as much as strength. They took her in, fascinated by her knowledge of Earth's sciences. And with her genius and relentless drive, Katrina slowly rose through the ranks.

She built technology they had never seen.

She taught them strategy, engineering, medicine.

And in return, they made her their Monarch.

Jack couldn't help but feel admiration. She had built an empire in two decades.

But there was something else… something darker hidden beneath her words.

Jack stopped walking. "And yet… you never tried to find a way back?"

Katrina's eyes dimmed. "I did, Jack." She looked at him with raw emotion. "I tried everything. But…"

She hesitated before finally admitting:

"I didn't want to leave anymore."

Jack blinked, stunned. "What?"

She looked out over the glowing city below. "I found a home here. I found people who needed me. And… I thought I was alone. I thought I had lost you forever."

Her voice broke slightly. "But now you're here."

She turned back to him, her eyes burning with devotion. "And I won't let you go again."

Jack felt something shift in his chest.

For the first time in years, he felt…

Not alone.

Their conversation was interrupted as they entered a grand war chamber.

Holographic-like projections of war maps, energy readings, and countless enemy movements filled the room. The tension was palpable.

Katrina's expression hardened. "Come, Jack. It's time you understand what we're facing."

Jack followed her as she pointed to a massive projection of the continent.

The territories of Dwarves, Elves, and even Kobolds were mapped out, but beyond them was something ominous.

A blackened void—a land tainted by darkness.

"The Shadow King," Katrina said grimly. "He's not just a king, Jack. He's something far worse."

Jack studied the map, his mind racing.

"The Kobolds alone nearly wiped out our forces," he murmured. "If the Shadow King is worse than them…"

Katrina nodded. "That's why I need you."

She stepped forward, her hand resting on his shoulder.

"I know you, Jack. I know your mind works differently from anyone else's. If there's anyone in this world who can find a way to defeat the Shadow King, it's you."

Jack met her gaze. There was no hesitation in her eyes.

She believed in him.

Just like she always had.

Jack inhaled deeply. "Alright."

He turned to the war map, his mind already racing with ideas.

"Let's get to work."