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Level-Up Apocalypse: Surviving With The Assimilation System

Within the virtual world of “Avalon Online”, Finn, or otherwise known as “Echo” within the game, was one of its greatest players. After logging off from a long session, however, he notices something awry outside of his apartment. The streets were flooded with chaos, screams echo through the night, and hell is loot loose. Monsters from Avalon Online are running through the streets, wrecking havoc. In the midst of this hellish awakening, Finn is greeted with the one gift bestowed to humanity in this dark hour: [...Assessing life experience…] [Assessment Complete] [Name: Finn Thorne] [Age: 20] [Designated Class: Assassin] [Starting Level: 5] [A [Legacy System] has been bestowed to you for your accomplishments within Avalon.] [Assimilation System Awakened.] In this twisted turn, as the world as it was once known is gone with the arrival of magic and monsters, the remnants of humanity must level up if they wish to survive. Finn is left in this dark, hopeless apocalypse, using his own experience from Avalon Online to best survive what seems to be an impossible task. -- Daily updates at 9 AM PST Support for bonus chapters

DelzGB · Fantasia
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Interlude: Folklore System

[…Somewhere in the First Order…] 

Within a dense, emerald jungle of giant trees enveloped in vines or hanging leaves, the man hummed to himself while walking. 

Despite the colossal insects that clung to the vine-wrapped trees, from elongated centipedes of tough shells to beetles, he didn't flinch at their presence. 

["Status"] 

[Name: Muyang] [Class: Martial Artist] [Level: 52] 

"Boy, I sure am lost…" The man remarked, scratching his head as he looked up while walking. 

A scar ran across his nose, with a ponytail descending his back. Despite the humid conditions in the faraway jungled, he wore his black tangzhuang, only with the sleeves rolled up. 

"Phew, it's hot, too…Seriously, where even am I?" Muyang questioned out loud while aimlessly walking. 

A yawn left the bored man's lips as he navigated the jungle, using the polearm he wielded to part the intrusive vines. 

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