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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.

SpacesSnips · ゲーム
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80 Chs

Update 1.03

My head turned to the sky. There wasn't a single star shining in that infinite black void. Nothing but the bright moon shooting rays of light over my person.

I felt the snow gently fall over my fingers and thanked the gods for the skill I had gained mere days ago.

Drug Resistance

If not for it. I would've died from that poison, I knew that for sure. For me it felt like I was being dragged down, my heart pumped blood at such an accelerated rate. It felt like I was going to die.

But I didn't. And I had that resistance to thank.

Adrenaline settled. Exhaustion replaced the feverous beat of my heart. So that when I blinked again, all I felt was a stone's weight over my legs.

I stood and leaned against the trunk of a tree. Upon my hands was the map, I had a duty, a mission I had promised the completion of.