A Gift From Death

[Are there more who wishes to leave this arena?]

People began to panic as others started shouting at the scene of blood spurting out of a corpse and guts dropping to the ground. The question that the Rabbit asked was not answered, and that was the answer.

[Now, where were we? Ah yes, to begin, imagine there is a blue panel in front of you.]

Leon said as the Rabbit said but he already knew what to do, "Status" Leon murmured as a blue-holographic panel appeared in Leon's face. The status had the following: Name, Level, Status, Title, Unique Skills, and an inventory at the side.

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Name: Quinn Lionhart

Level: 1

Title: None

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STATS:

Strength: 4

Intelligence: 10

Agility: 6

Vitality: 3

Luck: 54

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UNIQUE SKILLS:

Death's Eyes

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"My name, why is it Quinn?" Leon was shocked. Could it be some matrix in the system? No, it can't be, "I need to know what's going on here. Especially this Unique Skill of mine."

Death's Eyes - A unique magic trait given by the God of Death. Using this eyes will show a person's hatred and intentions. 1/12 Parts Completed.

"A unique trait from the God of Death? Is this Hades' doing?" Leon muttered in surprise as one puzzle of the mystery appeared. If this is Hades' doing, then what is that guy planning?

The eyes are special, as there are 12 parts of it. This is also an advantage for Leon—Quinn? Ah whatever, I will still call him Leon. It's an advantage because using these eyes could tell him if another person is lying or not, keeping Leon on guard on someone.

"I should use this later, I'd expect that rabbit is gonna sense me. I should keep low, for now." Leon muttered as he closed his status and looked backed at the Rabbit who was still talking about some nonsense that Leon already knows.

[Whenever you do a deed that is more spectacular than normal, you are given a chance to put your name in what's called The Hall of Fame. Doing this, you can become more known and people from the upper floors may become interested in you. Raising your chances of survival!]

Leon remembered his name in the Hall of Fame, every floor, except the Tutorial and the First floor, has its name on it once. Leon plowed through the tower like a raging bull who smashes through everything in his path. It was in the 2nd Floor were he gained popularity because of a certain item.

Leon chuckled, "I need to get that item again."

[Finally, you will choose a class. In front of you is a Class Orb. Touch it with your hand and you will get your very first title, giving you additional stats depending on what your class will be.]

In front of Leon and the others, a clear and black-ish orb appeared, floating in front of them. Leon touched it with his arms as the orb started glowing brighter and brighter; and suddenly the light slowly diminished.

Novice Mage - This title signifies your talent for the manipulation of magic. +8 Intelligence; +3 Agility

"As expected I still have the same class like the last time." Leon muttered as he smirk. Using his previous knowledge, he could raise to the top, faster than before. This time however, he will not expect comrades; and this time, he is planning to kill the Gods, one by one.

"Like last time, I was gang banged, if I could kill each of them one by one, I wonder what will happen to this Tower." Leon smirked as his smile turned evil. His fist started to clench strongly as he look at it with enthusiasm, excited for his big revenge.

[Now my fellow people, this is where I bid farewell; but before that, this is your goal to proceed to the 1st floor of the tower. Meaning, I wish you the best!]

The rabbit bowed and put his hat on his chest as he disappeared with white smoke. Blue panels appeared in front of everybody.

[GOAL: THERE ARE A TOTAL OF 10 STAGES IN THE TUTORIAL OF BEGINNINGS. REACH WITHOUT DYING AND YOU WILL PROCEED TO THE 1ST FLOOR.

BONUS: IF YOU OBTAIN THE HIGHEST POINTS, YOU WILL BE GIVEN A SPECIAL REWARD!]

.It was the same goal like last time Leon has gone through. Leon was wearing what seemed to be leather chestplate and white pants. There was also a sword in the left side of his hips, hanging. Like the last time too.

A huge wooden gate magically appeared in front of everyone; the gate was made with thick wood, like 3 inches thick and it had a metal outline. It started to open slowly as the wind from the other side escaped through the openings of the gate, like a gust, blowing everyone's hair and blinding them.

As it fully opened, a hallway made out of worn-out bricks greeted them. It was like a dungeon with torch primitively lighting the path.It was covered in moss and some of the sides had bones and mouse running around.

"LETS GO!" A shout came from one of the crowds as thousands of people started to run through the gate, entering the hallway. Leon, however, facepalmed at the stupidity of this people. He didn't follow them, but what he did was sit on one of the slabs as the shouts of the people who rushed started to diminish.

Leon observed the surroundings with his hand supporting his cheeks. There are only about a hundred people that stayed. Now that Leon thought about it, none of the participants here are familiar to him, "He isn't here." Leon muttered.

Leon stood up as the shouts from those crowds disappeared, he looked at the contestants to see one final look. Knowing those who waiting were the ones who know to survive, so he took a precaution to remember their faces. He looked back at everybody as he started to grin so widely.

"Now, how do we get this started?"