Logan's alarm blared loudly the next morning.
After jumping out of bed, Logan changed into the same gear he'd worn on his first dungeon run.
The university allowed students to use their own gear while also providing some of their own for the poorer students.
'It's not exactly fair,' Logan thought, adjusting his collar. 'The school-issued gear is decent, but nothing beats custom-made. At least for this dungeon, we're allowed to bring our own.'
Only official events like the freshman competition used fully standardized weapons. These events also required students to sign death waivers in order to participate.
'Making it fair for everyone is impossible anyway,' he thought, shaking his head slightly as he looked in the mirror. 'You can't ban personal gear from average dungeon runs.'
He could only imagine the lawsuits the university would face if students died because they couldn't use their own gear.
