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Dual System: Ascension of A Nameless Nobody

WPC #256 - Magic, Gold Winner -- Jeong-Hui, a teenager with no accomplishments in life, spends his days in solitude, living alone and gaming most of the day. That is, until a world-shaking revelation descended on Earth. The one proclaiming to be "God" informed humanity of their failure as a species, and that Armageddon would begin. However, as a means of giving those worthy of continuing on a chance, "God" introduced the "Armageddon Game", bestowing a special system onto every person of the world. The system grants each player the abilities of Angels, reminiscent of an RPG as experience, stats, and level-ups are all present. Though, as a person who lived a unfulfilling life as a lowlife and a coward, he begins his journey as the bottom-of-the-barrel start: level one. Those who reach level twenty within the six month time period will be allowed access into "The Tower"--however, what awaits in the mysterious, heavenly tower is unknown. Not intending to die after living a failed life, Jeong-Hui strives to reach the Tower, using his knowledge as a MMORPG player to ascend. As an assassin-class and a martial artist class, he utilizes both the "Angel System", widely available to humanity, and another, unique system available only to himself to combat the trials in the way of his journey. -- Want to support me? You can do so here! --> https://ko-fi.com/delzgb DISCORD: https://discord.gg/ph6qfFknqe --WARNING-- This story shows depictions of extremely graphic events. If you're adverse to traumatizing events, gore, death, and such things, this might not be the novel for you. Otherwise, please enjoy!

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The Kingdoms Move

[The Royal Throne Room | Yinlong Capital]

"Yahui has fallen, you say?"

Sitting on a throne forged of immaculate steel, shaped like the wings of a mighty dragon, a man sat, possessing the fair, blemish-free face of a prince.

Around the royal chamber, which was decorated with the statues of divine dragons, looming high in their perfect, quartz material, imposing sentinels stood as guards for the man sitting on the throne.

"Yes, Emperor Jiao-Long."

Delivering this news was a man dressed head-to-toe in black gear that seemed specialized for espionage and reconnaissance.

Emperor Jiao-Long possessed a complexion as pale as snow, dressed in snow-white scales and lavish armor to match; cascading down his shoulders were flowing locks of a jet-black shade, standing in opposition to his powerful eyes that shined of a platinum glow.

"I see," Emperor Jiao-Long said calmly, "So, it's begun. God's prophecy has rung true–the champions of another world have arrived."