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(If your interested in this book, you can check out my first book 200 years back?, or my new book My Box Of Random Stories) Craige Austin, a man of 15 years, had a pretty good life I guess Unknown: "Ahh let's see...oh! a bastard I hear?" Anyways let's get to the point... "Humanity as you know it has now been brought to this world Blankas for its undeniable strength and viciousness" "Every 1000 years races from different universes are teleported to the world of Blanka's infinite in both size and width." "A paradise for the strong!" "Hell for the incompetent" "As usual, you will be given a chance to roll the lottery, GTAP for an ability that'll help you survive this new world" "No further ado I'm not your teacher the system will explain the rest to you" [Welcome to Blankas] [Enjoy your stay participant 7,768,952] "H-huh? where the in the living duck am I????" [Please choose a Ticket] [ Ticket 1 ] / [ Ticket 2 ] [Accept] / [Accept] ---------------------------------- //////// Ps: DW No cringe stuff like I will kill all those who go against me type of thing PPs: Use of strong language ///////

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Progress at last

/3 days later/

It's been a good three days since I came to this world, and I have not leveled up at all; I'm stuck at a level, one unable to kill anything because it's all too damn STRONG!!

In this damn forest, everything's, overpowered!; my stats may have increased from the constant running away and defending.

Just take a look at my stats.

[Status]

Name: Craige Austin

Race: Human

Titles: Transgressor of space

Lvl: 01

Exp: 78/100

Hp: 210/210

Fatigue: 0

Str: 15

Con: 21

Dex: 17

Agil: 23

Int: 0 ((Locked (+10))

Char: 12

Luck: 20

Stat points: 0

Skills: [Dash(Lvl:6): Allows the user to burst out at immense speeds]

Unique skill:

Hairy Monster under the bed (Lvl 03): You can create and control the hair from any part of your body

Blessings: N/A

Bonuses: Defensive Hair(Growth): A very durable set of Hair

The only reason my stats have increased so much is because of all the running away and tanking I did to escape the demonic beasts who looked so f*cking terrifying!

This forest lives up to its name; the only reason I was able to gain experience is that I found a dying creature that looked like a mix between a dodo bird, a mantis, and a snapping turtle; Atlas called it an Artherie.

[Artherie]

(Avr) Lvl: 16

It was a lucky kill that gave me 78 experience right off the bat.

Sadly nothing good lasts forever; I soon found myself on a highway race with two extra on my tail.

The constant usage of my hair to escape from those creatures granted me two levels that increased the number of hair strands I could control from 20,000 to 60,000.

I had fun escaping though my life was on the line. I used the trees as levers and my hair as cobwebs and swung around like spiderman.

It was an enjoyable experience until some creature that looked like a mix between a Linx and a sloth on steroids came up and ambushed the Dodo birds, killing them instantly.

I left that scene with some form of PTSD.

And now I'm here, huddled up in my cave, completely terrified.

{F*CKKKKKK!}

{Atlas can go s*ck it's, mum}

"It should've given me some overpowered bonus to survive here, but it's already been THREE!; whole days and no progress, 3/14 days wasted!" I said, enraged Using, my hair to whip the walls of my underground home.

"Alright, Craige, I told myself I'd survive, right? and the only way to survive in this world is to become stronger right?"

"And just that, I'll do."

"AAAAARGH!!"

/2 days later/

That idea didn't even go to plan.

I was stuck in my cave for a whole day because I found some creature straight from the depths of hell a, Hellspawn was what the system called it.

[Hell spawn]

(Avr) Lvl:???

It was Huge; I don't exactly know how big, probably the size of the UK's double-decker bus.

Anyways what's important was that f*cker decided to set camp a few meters away from the exit for a whole day.

I could only cry silently and open up the global chat room.

Only to cry for real as I hear of people reaching level 9 already.

[Global Chat room] [10/10 chances to speak]

Edge Lord(Lvl: 9): Ha! I'm level 9 already.

Michael More(Lvl: 7): Damn, so fast?

Edge Lord(Lvl: 9): I Just burnt down a small chunk of Clover Forest before nearly being detained by the human empire's guards

Michael More(Lvl 7): I dare not try that

XxxxxKingxx12(Lvl 7): oh really?....

The Protagonist(Lvl: 9): Its better to achieve this level through hard work to gain fighting experience

XxxxxKingxx12(Lvl 7): can somebody help me, please I just got detained by the guards for attempting to burn down the forest please, someone help, or ill be in jail for one week

The Protagonist(Lvl: 10): Idiot

Edge Lord(Lvl: 9): Pffft

XxxCream_pie: F*cking idiot

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Alone In the wilderness(Lvl 1):[____________________] [10/10]

The Chat room is far more organized than before, compared to the erratic screaming and crying and endless flow of messages from when we first were transported here.

Previously The global chat room felt like a tsunami, an endless wave of panic-stricken people spamming messages until they wasted their chances to speak.

Anyways, The next day that creature left; I found another one of those dodo birds alone.

It wasn't too far, away from the Borrow, so I went after it.

It took at least two hours of stalking it; finally finding an opening, I used my hair like a whip to strangle it; immediately, I blocked its nose with green hair, shoving some hair down its throat then, impaled its neck from inside out, bringing instant death.

It was a clean but exhausting kill,

I dropped to the ground, sweating profusely.

Relief showered my body as I relaxed for a while

I smirked as I was excited at the prospect of killing something.

I no longer felt constantly on edge; I knew from this moment onwards I had taken my first step toward success.

"You've done it, Craige, you have very well done it."

I headed back home, lifting the body In the air with my hair as I dared not leave a bloody trail straight home, which is no different from suicide.

I took a bit of a zigzag way home and flicked the blood around to deceive any creature attracted by the scent of blood.

"Back! finally," I said, dumping the body on the other side.

I inspected my stats to see what I gained from levelling up.

[Status]

Name: Craige Austin

Race: Human

Titles: Transgressor of space

Lvl: 02

Exp: 56/200

Hp: 210/210

Fatigue: 0

Str: 17 (+1)

Con: 21 (+1)

Dex: 17 (+1)

Agil: 23 (+1)

Int: 0 ((Locked (+10))

Char: 12

Luck: 20

Stat points: 10

Skills: [Dash(Lvl:6): Allows the user to burst out at immense speeds]

Unique skill:

Hairy Monster under the bed (Lvl 03): You can create and control the hair from any part of your body

Blessings: N/A

Bonuses: Defensive Hair(Growth): A very durable set of Hair

"Ooo, ten stat points. not two?"

"Even better, let's just put that there."

"This here"

"Ah ha!"

"Much better"

"Finally, Progress at last"

Has anyone realized that our Mc hasn't once looked for a water source or food source within these 5 days?

This would be explained later on but not for now

Don't worry its not some bullsh*t special physique for an explanation

Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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