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On the earth, everyone knew, a peaceful and boring day like any other. The sky was clear blue with no signs of rain, not too cold nor too hot a gentle breeze was around neither strong nor too gentle, in a day like this a fat 17-year-old high school student called Noah with long black and unkempt hair, black eyes was currently in his room completely focused on his computer.

His room could be described as messy, in a desk there could be seen cups with various drinks and each and every single one of them had one thing in common, none were liquid you could wonder for how long those cups have been there, turning to the floor there could be seen packs chips, some food remains, a scene of chaos where you barely had where to step without dirtying your feet.

The youth was currently playing in his computer in full concentration.''Idiot, what are you doing? Are you blind? How did you let him get through the defense?'' Then on the screen, you could see a pop up [Defeat] and he kept cursing ''Dahmit you NOOBS, pieces of garbage if you guys had a brain we could have won... Look at my score god go back to the tutorial and learn about the game.'' and he left the lobby just like that.

''Ahh, this just ruined my mood.'' He said while throwing a cup to the wall.

Truth be told this youth wasn't always like this, he was once a gentle kid who studied diligently and everything changed when he and his parents were traveling to their vacation, everyone was smiling in the car until a truck struck their car.

The only survivor was him and after that he simply descended to a pit of darkness, no one in his family cared about him or tried to take custody, surviving with the money given by the government he holed himself and never again came out a trauma that he never forgot.

Anyway back to the present, after calming down he was walking to his bed with the intent to sleep but was interrupted by a strange voice.

[Ahm... Hello hello? Hey, Hermes is this thing working? If you are pulling a prank on me again you are going to see what the God of War is made of.]

A second voice could be heard responding to this proclaimed God of War.

[You are just a muscle brain but they are able to hear you already you know? Already tarnishing your reputation, explain everything fast or the old man is to be mad, and you don't want to get hit by his Lightning.] (Hermes)

[Yes true, then hello I am the God Of War, Mars and we gods are going to teleport you to a new world we created, that's all and I hope someone will be able to be strong enough so I can fight him.](Mars)

And just like that everyone lost consciousness.

When Noah woke up he found himself in a big platform, looking around he could see his neighbors and people he normally saw when he goes grocery shopping.

The thing he immediately knew that he got transported with the people nearby or maybe the city, at least they weren't transported to a place full of strangers, well for Noah it's the same since he never interacts with anyone.

Everyone was trying to figure what was going on talking to the people they knew and organizing their groups to explore, no one approached Noah, after all, he looked like he would drag them down, so he got completely ignored, truth be told this is for the best at least this was what Noah thought, suddenly a voice could be heard.

[Hello my name is Hermes and ill be telling you the basics.

1st of all if you call ''Status'' in your mind there will appear an interface with your information.

2nd Everyone will have an Inventory, to open it you will have to do the same as Status.

I hope you survive, we won't be teaching anything more. Oh, and monsters are roaming this space so good luck, your mission will be to survive 1 month here. ]

''Do these guys have an 8th-grade syndrome or something? I will be slapping them when I see them and put some sense into those heads.'' Said Noah facepalming in response to the names of these entities.

He decided to follow the voice and thought in his mind. ''Status'' and an interface popped in front of him.

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Name: Noah Liandris

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Class: None

Level: 1 (Progress 0%)

Strength*: 6

Agility*: 3

Intelligence*: 8

Magic*: 3

Charisma*: 2 ( Can't be Upgraded with AP)

Appearance*: 2 ( Can't be Upgraded with AP)

Attribute Points: 0

Skills*: None

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Looking at his status his first feeling was a disappointment, but then he looked at himself and thought that it was reasonable, the only unfair thing was his charisma and Appearance these things can be related but why is so low? So unfair, then he clicked on the star near the strength, and something popped out.

Strenght- Ability to withstand or exert great force.

''So the star is just to tell the definition, well makes sense lets just see what charisma is all about.'' and so he clicked on the star.

Charisma- Magnetic and charming personal quality that draws people to someone.

''Mhm still don't understand. Forget I will just think it is personality and coupled with my looks no one wants to approach me it is basically this thing fault.'' He tried blaming the status board. After checking the status he decided to open his inventory to see if he could find anything. ''Inventory'' Noah thought and a different interface popped up there could be seen 30 squares in one of them he could see a gift.

[Begginers Gift- A Beginner weapon of your choice.

Options-

Rusty Sword

Rusty Dagger

Rusty Spear

Rusty Bow+100 Rusty Arrows

Note: You can't see the Attributes of Each Weapon. ]

Without thinking he chose the [Rusty Sword] since in games he was most of the time a Warrior. After choosing the weapon he inspected it.

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[Rusty Sword]-

Grade-Wood( White)

+2 Strenght

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Since no one wanted to be with him he decided to go and explore alone placing the sword back in his inventory and just like that he started leaving the platform.

He was excited what would he find? what would happen in the future?

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