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My Roleplay System

A couple weeks before Lake's Martial Course Entrance Exam, While he was taking a nap during a class he is awoken by a strange beeping sound. Opening his sleepy eyes, he could sees a strange holographic screen in front of him. [Roleplay System has successfully bonded to host. Do you wish to begin roleplaying?] [Yes?] or [No?] At first Lake thought he was still half asleep and half-heartedly chose [Yes]. Immediately After he saw a new prompt appear before his eyes. [Please select the main role the host wishes to play from the following options.] After reading that message, A series of options appeared before him. The options were so numerous that they covered the entirety of his vision. From the numerous options Lake could spot a few interesting sounding roles, [Martial Saint], [Heavenly Sage], [Harem King], [Slaughterer]… The options were too much and they made Lake dizzy. Without much thinking Lake scanned through the list of roles and choose the role whose name caught his attention the most. [Master of Fate] *** Disclaimer 1. Cover art is not mine. It belongs to kaslla. I took the image and edited my title onto it. Their twitter handle is ksb_x4 if you wish to check out their work. 2. This is my first novel that I decided to write to fill up my free time, so don't expect constant updates or any amazing writing quality. Chapters are updated every Saturday and Sunday (AST). 3. I am willing to take criticism as I am still looking to improve my writing skills. For those who may post constructive criticism, thanks in advance. 4. Finally, thank you for taking the time to read my novel.

Lagaru · Fantasy
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174 Chs

Chapter 66: Practical Training

Later that day, the students of the Sacred Class gathered in the training hall of the Academy.

In front of the group of students stood a tall instructor with his arms folded and head held high. 

He looked down at the group of chattering students before him.

Some students were talking in low voices with each other while others just looked at the instructor waiting for the class to begin.

Lake belonged to the latter and was quietly observing the fate of the instructor to pass time. 

After a minute or two had passed and the instructor could still see that students were talking, he raised his foot before stomping down, releasing a loud bang and a ripple of shockwaves that echoed through the hall. 

The shockwaves caused the students that were chattering to turn their gaze towards the instructor. As their gaze met his they felt a heavy aura of oppression descend onto them that made them subconsciously lowered their heads.