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While Others Are Increasing Their Rank: I'm Creating A Game

In a world where some people possess extraordinary abilities such as controlling air, manipulating water, or having a superhuman physique, how can an ordinary and average person without such talents survive? In 1982, the world entered a new era as some individuals began exhibiting unusual powers. However, this ability only appears in one out of every thousand humans. Governments worldwide agreed to assign ranks to those who possessed these powers to maintain peace. Some individuals, known as S-ranks, possess exceptional abilities and are considered all-powerful by ordinary people. Despite the presence of these extraordinary beings, peace still prevails in society. Cedric Jacquier, a non-manifested individual, had one dream - to create a game and earn money. However, his dream was shattered when his old computer broke down, along with his three-year game project. Cedric was once again left in despair due to his misfortune. Cedric fainted due to malnutrition and health problems. Strangely, a blue window screen appeared before him. Cedric decided to recreate the game he had lost. This led to the creation of a hyper-realistic game that could transport users to another world. The game was called "Atlas" and it quickly gained popularity, with both ordinary people and enthusiasts eager to purchase the game capsule and experience the alternate reality. Despite assistance from the system, Cedric found that creating the game was still a challenging task. He had to develop a compelling storyline, design characters and NPCs to drive the plot forward. Despite facing many challenges, Cedric's determination and use of the Game Creator System enabled him to develop a game that has attracted over 5 billion players worldwide. It is renowned for its incredible graphics and lifelike quality, as well as its captivating plot and storyline. Prologue 1: "Atlas" The game known as "Atlas" and dubbed "with the title "Another World" was renowned for its hyperrealistic graphics. Both individuals with manifested abilities and regular people were able to enjoy the game. "Well hello there folks, welcome to Tonight's show with me your host. Michael Moore, and for our special guest the one and only! The Creator of Atlas with over 3 billion players worldwide! Mr. Cedric Jacquier!" The crowd cheered, many players who experienced the game Atlas were all excited to finally see the mysterious creator. As the red curtains were drawn, many gasped in awe, particularly the female players and audience. Meanwhile, the male audience felt envious. "Ohh hello there Mr. Jacquier, it's nice to finally meet you!" "The pleasure is mine." Cedric and Michael were seated on the sofa, and Michael's excitement was palpable upon seeing Cedric's arrival. He was also one of the select few players in the game. "Talent, wealth, skills, and a man with good looks. Truly you are blessed in many ways, Mr. Jacquier" "Well, I wouldn't call blessed." "Can I ask Mr. Jacquier? Where did you get the idea of creating Atlas?" "Well Michael, It's a long story. Well, I first created Atlas on my computer, it was a 2d game. Then from one problem rose another." "Oh, what kind of problems were there Mr. Jacquier?" "My computer got damaged, erasing the game from its data." "I see, but there are many news that you manifested is that true Mr. Jacquier?" "Nope, I'm not one of the manifested individuals. I'm just a common man, who created a game." "Then can you tell us how you became one of the richest men in the world?" "Well, Michael...In short, when others were busy trying to increase their ranks, I was busy creating the game." .... [A/N: Number of Chapters are random, but I update Monday-Saturday. Sunday is my rest day]

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Chapter 67: Home

The shark tribe after searching for a safe home has finally found one!

It was an island, but the island had a different terrain. The island is shaped into a huge circle, and in the middle of the circle is a deep hole.

They found the island when they were resting inside a cave.

The island has a huge cave in the center of it, once they enter the cave it will lead them to an island on top. At first, they were reluctant to live on the island, but when they rested there for a minimum of days they found out that the island at night had a mist covering it.

Meaning even if they build a huge bonfire, no one can see it even from a distance. The island was also protected by huge and sharp corals, it was abundant with food, and a wall made of corals to protect children from huge predators.

After much debating, Ono decided it was the best place for them to live.

On the island, they were all making their homes, and they also had a huge bonfire. The shark family of five, a mama shark, a papa shark, and three kid sharks were also helping with the building.

Although they couldn't do much since they had to be in the water if ever the shark Beastmen do something they will always help out.

The shark Beastman can now communicate with many fish animals.

The tiny little boy Ikai was crouching down talking with a small shark.

"So what do you think? From now on your name is Loha, is that ok?"

The small shark nodded its head.

"Good, Hoaloha means friend, but I erased the Hoa and instead took the Loha, I'm Ikai, and from now the two of us are friends.."

There were 7 males, 8 females, and five children. The oldest of the children was Ikai, the rest of the children were still too young.

"This place is going to be our home from now on.."

The small shark began to twirl around in the water.

"Hmm, our old home? It was filled with monsters and even our food would become poisonous...Huge predators would lurk outside of our island waiting for us to step onto the waters.."

"Oh, what about your father Ikai?"

"It's just me and my Mom..I had three older brothers though, they followed our father to venture off the island. Many men volunteered to venture the seas in search of help, but they never came back...."

Ikai was the youngest child of three older boys, his aunt was Maki.

"My father was supposed to be the next chief...but they left too soon, it's alright though. I'm sure they are having fun in the heavenly palace, and I'm sure even our apostle is there...I hope that the apostle is alright..."

"Oh....But It's alright Ikai! My papa, mama, and two brothers would help you out! We have solely served the shark apostle, many sharks revered the shark apostle as our god! That's why my papa is venturing off to find new sharks to recruit!"

"That's great Loha, but I should also train, We can't keep relying on you for everything.."

"Hmm train...if you want you can follow me and my brother, our papa trains us all the time!"

"Really? That's great! Then when will we start?"

"Hmm after the construction is done with your village, I'll ask Papa.."

"Thank you!"

"Ikai! Come help us!"

"Oh be right there momma!"

After bidding farewell to Loha, Ikai made his way to the village.

...

"This is your second day here! Anyways first of all the goddess had told us about you, the future demon king!"

A man with eagle-like eyes, a pair of huge wings, and a burly body stood in front of Terzo.

"The goddess had instructed me to teach you! You must be curious about who I am, I am the one who instructed our young master in the eagle tribe, my name is Styg!"

"Hello, it's nice to meet you as well Master Styg, I'm Terzo"

"Fool!"

Paa

Terzo held his head, he glanced confused at the old man in front of him.

"What the hell? Why would you do that? It hurts!"

"Fool! Have you ever thought of your future occupation? It clearly says, Demon King! King! A being higher than others! You should act like one! Instead, you bowing your head to a mere trainer like I am!"

"I'm just paying my respect, do you have to hit me?"

"Yes, as the future demon king you have to have pride! Pride higher than the sky! You should never bow your head to a mere trainer like me!"

'This old man is crazy!'

Terzo was looking at Styg as if he was a crazy man.

"Vlerk why would he do that?"

Kryger asked as Styg began to teach Terzo, every time Terzo tried to show respect, Styg would either slap him or punch him in the head. This caused Kryger to get confused.

"Ahem, well us from the eagle tribe have well...at a young age we are taught that way..."

"What?"

Kryger looked at Vlerk.

"But you aren't like that.."

"Well you never saw me back in the real world, Haha I was a troublemaker, when I died though, I felt more free, as if I could spread my wings. In our tribe when you are a child, you are brainwashed into thinking that you are invincible, that you are the blessed creation, cause, unlike the others you can freely soar the sky.."

"Brainwashes?"

"Yes... The truth is, I'm enjoying myself here, Unlike in my tribe you are constantly being held by your own throat, you can't even move freely or use your wings as many times as you want.."

"Eh, why though?"

"Well the elders only consider using our wings when they give the order, I died from falling off a cliff Haha, my wings got scorched and burned when I didn't follow their orders Haha"

"Oh..."

Kryger remained silent hearing Vlerk's backstory.

....

"You have once again failed to follow the rules.."

"I-I'm deeply sorry...I..."

With golden hair and sharp eyes, the man was holding a torch. The man's eyes were filled with putrid hatred.

"The rules exist because they had to, The elders have solely created these rules to ensure our tribe, and yet you once again have failed to follow such protocols."

The young boy was kneeling and crying in front of the man.

"F-Father please forgive me...I thought that there was an enemy and I tried to.."

"You used your wings once again...Well, it doesn't matter. This will hurt so bear with it.."

"Hiekkk, please f-father forgive me.."

The man held the wings and immediately began to scorch it. The wings burned brightly in the dim room.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh father it hurts....my wings..."

The boy cried in pain as the wings on his back began to burn.

On another side of the room, ten children were shivering hearing their brother's pleas and cries.

"Ah Father"

"Brother...."

"Ah"

"It hurts, it hurts! Stop please!!"

...

Inside the room, the children hugged each other scared. They were also crying hearing their brother's pleas.

After an hour, the screaming stopped, and the door opened.

"B-Brother!!"

The children ran to their older brother who suddenly fell to the floor.

"Hiek brother!"

"Hiek"

"F-Father brother's wings!!"

"It will regrow, can you see what happened to your brother? If you also disobey my orders you will have the same fate as him.."

Their father turned around leaving the badly injured son of his.

"Q-Quick take an ointment!"

The children panicked and began to bandage the wound, their brother's wings were completely gone.

"Brother..."

"We should take him to his bed.."

The children helped one another put their older brother into his bed.

"Brother..."

The children all cried seeing their older in such a pitiful state. But what can they do? These practices were common in the Eagle tribe, they couldn't tell anyone, and even if they asked for help, no one would give them that help.

Because every child in the Eagle tribe was treated as such. Disciplining for the eagle tribe was expected, even burning the wings was normal, although it was a severe wound.

"I-I'll kill him, haha"

One of the boys held his head and crouched down, he kept on repeating the same words all over again.

"B-Brother Gek you shouldn't say that...what if they heard you..."

"Then what do you want to do Blom?! I can't take it anymore...he's going to burn our wings next...He's going to kill us...but the four of you wouldn't, one day you'll be sold just like mom...Mom was sold to that monster...."

"D-Don't say that...Mom loves father..."

"Shut up will yah? Mom was sold, and besides he's going to kill us.... that's why it's better to kill him first right?"

Gek was shivering, their mental health was slowly deteriorating as days passed.

"If you do that Gek then....everyone in the tribe will hunt you down.."

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