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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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Tucked Away

Eunji kept her hands over her mouth and nose to make sure her unsteady breathing wasn't heard; sweating as the pressure of the highly-lethal demon could be felt like the weight of a mountain looming over her.

Worst of all, Sol was frozen like a statue in his tent, looking forward at the harrowing situation that was his tent; the flap was open. In the time that the demon had crashed through the ceiling, he didn't get a chance to close it.

Crap, crap, crap…! He thought.

While he wanted to reach forward and zip it up, that was hardly an option as the sports store was dead silent, save for the noises created by the prowling hellspawn itself.

What do I do? What do I do…?! He thought.

The footsteps of the Reaver Demon were not only heard, but felt; the dreadful vibrations reverberated through the floor, felt beneath the tent he sat in as he kept his hand outstretched, but too frozen in fear to grab the zipper.