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My Skills Are All Max-Level

It was originally a game, made to be as realistic as possible with features to match. But as time passed and the game progressed there was no doubt about it. The game encroached upon reality. Not in the traditional sense, that the same monsters and people we had come to know so intimately started to appear in reality. But blank spaces that swallowed the country... the continent. And any that attempted to even reach a finger within those blank spaces of reality were consumed alongside it. I had thought myself average, that I could make some money with this game. Sanctuary. But there was a problem - a boon - whenever I gained a skill, it became max level. There was no exception. So, when the world started to fall apart, and my prowess revealed… They hailed me a hero. Despite the wrongdoings and plundering I had done in the name of wealth and power, they looked to me. To solve their problems and save the world. But could I do it? Demons and beings of absolute power. Such that even my cheat made it only marginally easier. I had no choice. It was either I fought and won, or I cowered and let the world be consumed by the cold devouring void. And so, I fight; from a beginning filled with greed, to a future filled with the hopes and wishes of mankind. Can I do it? "Heh~" Of course I can.

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Expansion 1.4

Charlotte pov

They were of a consensus of sorts. I guess the best way to put it was that these sponsors of mine… they who had seen the great heights of an even greater ruler. Had parsed the profits and weighed the consequences. And in that foresight, they saw a future filled with all the gold in the world, a new endless well of wealth that only they could tap into.

I scoffed. The door opened to reveal the hesitant face of some random maid. "Ah- I wasn't informed that anyone was staying here. My greatest apologies, I'll leave immediately Lady Gray."

My head tilted. Oh- the crest. I still bore it upon my shoulder. And she thought me her employer, the noble family of Grey. "No. Stay."

Her head popped back into the house, a curious tilt of her head, as if to say that she didn't know why she was here. I gestured for her to sit opposite me. She did. If with great hesitance.