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I Own EVERY Class in This World: Life Set to HELL Mode!

Just try it, i'm sure you will love it :). Update Daily at around 9 AM PST ------------------------- “Wait a minute… why does this truck have no driver-” An average man was hit by two trucks and was suddenly reincarnated in another world with the help of Rher, the God of Fate; but it seemed like this new world he was in had magic, classes, and even a very game-like approach to it? Your class is decided at your birth with no way to change or choose it, and yet here he was, with the [Chosen One] talent and the [Class Wheel] skill, which allowed him to spin the wheel to gain a class every time. And so the first time he spanned the wheel during a fight... "What the fuck is the SSS-ranked 'Domination' class? Never heard of it!" Follow the story of Stark as he faces all the challenges of this world and tries to survive everything and anything that comes at him. ------------------------- WSA 2024 ENTRY! Please show support and gift powerstones if you like the story! 150 Powerstones: 1 bonus chapter 250 Powerstones: 2 bonus chapters 500 Powerstones: 3 bonus chapters Thank you :)

EndKun · Fantasy
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390 Chs

The Darkness Ghost BOSS

"…" Stark kept staring at the ground below him with his eyes closed, not leaving the weird black aura out of his field of vision for even a second, 'Calm down…'

That thing's aura was actively terrifying, and he felt like if he let any kind of emotions visible, then it would detect it and come out to surprise him.

Of course, this would mean the beginning of the fight, but Stark didn't want that: HE wanted to ambush it!

He took a step forward, his eyes still closed, and the dark aura followed him.

"Hm…" it seemed to have been following him all this time, making sure to stay under his feet to not get detected.

Too bad for it that it fell against the worst opponent possible at this time.

And so…

"Wielding Cross," he whispered, summoning the crimson/golden cross above his head as he stared at the aura below.

The crimson/golden cross hovered above Stark, radiating with a fierce light, and he could feel the energy crackling in the air.