webnovel

Level Up Family

Marius Edgewick is a seemingly ordinary office worker. He is a father of two married to a gorgeous and mysterious wife. Yet, their family though small and poor, are far from the ordinary, each born with a unique ability to see stats and level up, blessed with even a special skill that is unable to be utilized in the current world. After losing his only job, Marius thought he had lost all hope of achieving his single wish: to protect and provide his family with a suitable lifestyle. However, this all changed when both he and his entire family encountered a strange phenomenon, hurling them into the depths of a unique fantasy world. "Father look, I found a strange fire breathing rodent." "Kill it and give it to your mother, we will be eating it for dinner." "Yes, father!" With the rodent of fire, and fresh air of the pure wilds wafting through the wind, thus, began the adventure of the world's most powerful family. ____ Note: Ypu can find out more details of the 'rewritten brand new version' of this novel in the final chapter's Author Thoughts. Or visit my Patreon, Twitter, and other socials to ask me questions, do take care now. ____ Author Contact: ____ https://twitter.com/ShadowsFinger https://www.patreon.com/ShadowsFinger https://www.instagram.com/shadowsfinger/ https://www.facebook.com/shadowsfinger ===Subscribe to my Mailing Lists==== https://www.subscribepage.com/shadowsfinger_copy

ShadowsFinger · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
85 Chs

The Plight of Man, Grevlin’s Strange Box

"So pwretty, Mama, look!"

"Yes, it makes my little girl looks just like a princess!"

"Hehe, Mama is just like a fwiary!

The pleasant sounds of mother and daughter sounded throughout a busy clothing store, filling its already lively scene with even more life as passing shoppers, be it, locals or travelers, looked at them with warm smiles.

Most females who shared similar sentiments when it came to shopping for clothes stared at the gorgeous mother and adorable daughter not with envy but affection, some nudging the shoulders of their partners as if urging them to get serious and give them children.

In this place, only women could find happiness, for men had a different expression, a beaten-down look filled with exhaustion as they held onto large bags of clothing with sour faces.