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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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Klaus, The Demon

Slumping his shoulders, he moved forward, finding a small piece of protruding land that gave him reprieve from the icky swamp of crimson.

The clumps of gray soil bore no life, giving out beneath his step as he stumbled forward to catch his own balance–

"Woah, woah–!"

He moved his arms around for a sense of balance, managing to confirm his footing on the rotten, clumped-up soil.

The small island amidst the ocean-sized swamp was only a minimal sanctuary from the grotesque crimson as it took most of his focus just to not fall over on the peculiar terrain.

"Huff…"

He caught his breath, adjusting his red bandana as he wiped the sweat from his forehead, fixing his messy, hazel locks as well.

"How am I supposed to find the others in this?...Or get back, for that matter…" He asked himself wryly, looking on at the larger than life terrain.

"I can help with that!"

"Wha–?"