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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 102: Fur???

At the top of the cliff to the left of the valley, a group of Lizardmen were patrolling near the edge of the cliff.

There were five Lizardmen in total. Two were keeping watch on the entrance to the valley while the other two were investigating a clearing. The last one was patrolling the edges facing outside of the mountain.

To another side of the cliff was a steep drop over a hundred meters tall. At the bottom of the edge was the bottom of the mountain.

This drop was almost 90 degrees steep with few protrusions in the wall, a pile of rubble located at the bottom.

Normally, this sheer cliff would be impossible to climb without special equipment or training, even for a martial artist.

However, near the top of the cliff, a figure hung onto the ledge, his fingers and feet sticking to the steep wall like a spider. 

This figure, naturally, was Lake.