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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 Beast of Black Lightning

[Blood Forger System: Awakened.]

"What's this…?!" Hongkee screamed out.

Dropping from the vents as the metal lid fell to the ground as well, the white-bearded old man revealed himself with a frustrated twist to his expression.

"...So loud. Don't you have any manners?" He asked calmly, manipulating the seeping blood from the bulbous spirit around his spear.

Hongkee growled, "--Nothing's changed, brat! You'll still be my prey, nonetheless! Slaughter him, my minions!"

From the command of the summoner himself, it seemed all three of the manifested butchers were amplified by his call, being enamored in a crimson, violent aura that made even the cleaver-wielding one continue to fight even with a hole through its gut.

"How pointless."

As he dodged around a slam of the cleaver, he used his blood-clad spear to cut through the same, gaping figure, causing its crimson fluid to spew out like a fountain.