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Apocalyptic World: I've Got The Second System

Seventeen-year-old Seth's mundane existence takes an astonishing twist when he hears a divine proclamation from God. The world teeters on the edge of an apocalyptic event, but instead of the typical chaos and destruction, God transforms it into a challenge. A challenge where every human receives a unique system and concealed abilities, all in the name of survival. "Shit! What should I do?" I could hardly hear my own voice as I faced imminent death. In the midst of the darkness, a woman's voice taunted me. "What an intriguing human, on the verge of death, aren't you?" Yes, I am! Please, stop talking and let me pass in peace. "How about I offer you a chance? You need to help me escape, and I believe you're the only one who can." How could I possibly do that? "Yes, yes, just form a pact with me. I'll grant you the victory you desire most, and in return, I'll gain my freedom. But it won't be without a cost. I'll bestow upon you the Ouroboros curse." Are you seriously presenting me with this choice while I'm on the brink of death? Ugh, do I even have a choice? As I resolved to accept, I heard a voice. [Downloading the new system] [100% success] [The new system connects to the server] [100% success] [Incognito mode: activated] [Welcome to the second system, Tiamat] Huh!? I have two systems now!?

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Bidding Wars

The Master of Ceremony, a tiger in a tuxedo, emerged from behind the stage, welcoming us to the Mercenary Guild's auction.

"Our first item," he gestured to a massive chain on display, "is a golden artifact. It can temporarily set a chained player's attributes to zero."

The room buzzed with excitement. It was a rare artifact, and even I found it intriguing. Contemplating whether to bid, I scratched my chin.

"The bidding begins now," declared the tiger, and bids soared from 50,000 silver quilt. I hesitated, watching the prices climb to 20,000,000, deciding it wasn't worth the money. 

I shrugged, even when my killing points were sufficient, I didn't need something like that anyway. I was strong enough to just kill a crowd of players. 

"Really? It's like, super handy for messing with enemies, especially in PK," he confidently explains.

"Ah, anyway, I'm Raphael. You?" He sticks out his hand.