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Dual System: Ascension of A Nameless Nobody

WPC #256 - Magic, Gold Winner -- Jeong-Hui, a teenager with no accomplishments in life, spends his days in solitude, living alone and gaming most of the day. That is, until a world-shaking revelation descended on Earth. The one proclaiming to be "God" informed humanity of their failure as a species, and that Armageddon would begin. However, as a means of giving those worthy of continuing on a chance, "God" introduced the "Armageddon Game", bestowing a special system onto every person of the world. The system grants each player the abilities of Angels, reminiscent of an RPG as experience, stats, and level-ups are all present. Though, as a person who lived a unfulfilling life as a lowlife and a coward, he begins his journey as the bottom-of-the-barrel start: level one. Those who reach level twenty within the six month time period will be allowed access into "The Tower"--however, what awaits in the mysterious, heavenly tower is unknown. Not intending to die after living a failed life, Jeong-Hui strives to reach the Tower, using his knowledge as a MMORPG player to ascend. As an assassin-class and a martial artist class, he utilizes both the "Angel System", widely available to humanity, and another, unique system available only to himself to combat the trials in the way of his journey. -- Want to support me? You can do so here! --> https://ko-fi.com/delzgb DISCORD: https://discord.gg/ph6qfFknqe --WARNING-- This story shows depictions of extremely graphic events. If you're adverse to traumatizing events, gore, death, and such things, this might not be the novel for you. Otherwise, please enjoy!

DelzGB · Fantasy
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258 Chs

A Chip On The Heart

Killing the man resulted in him inheriting the experience he had from his current level progress, healing all of his wounds instantaneously, though even the exhaustion he held couldn't be subsided that easily.

Just as the dark-complexioned man's body began to fall over, he moved out of the way, walking past him without looking back–not wanting to see the results of his actions as he set his sights on the potion in the chest.

Not a word went through his mind as he picked up the potion, nearly tumbling over just from kneeling down.

…What is this? I'm so…tired, he thought.

As he attempted to stand, he couldn't find the strength to do even that as his vision flickered.

Get up. Get up. Don't waste this. Don't waste this…! He thought.

Just before his consciousness subsided, his eyes widened as a hand grabbed onto his wrist, bringing him to his feet.