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Making A City In A World Full Of WARS

It all started when a young adult in his 20's named Marco Sedano died by a traffic accident when he got hit by a 16 wheeler truck. In a verge of dying he had wished to survive, for him to be able to participate in a war schedule against the Top 1 Team in the popular MMROPG game "KINGDOM WARS", played by billions of people around the world. It was his dream to defeat them and become the number one, but fate forbid him to do so. After dying he found himself lying face flat on the ground when, DING! "Welcome Player Marc! Please pick a specific class to start!" ============================ "Feotere"            "Hashashun" "Māj"                   "Tankū" "Helere"              "Archerie" "Byldere"            "Smiø" ============================ Am i still inside the game? I remember being hit by a truck... was it a dream? No, this is not a dream... How did i know? Well... WHY AM I BACK ON CLASS SELECTION?!

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11 Chs

Ch 3 Class Selection

Ding!

[ Class Selection Successful! ]

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"Māj"- A class that serve as the heavy hitter of the group, casting powerful damaging ranged spells at single and multiple targets.

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Starting gifts:

Lv5 Purple Rare Class MoonStaff (30% Magic Damage, +10 Spellcast speed)

Lv1 White Normal Class Māj cloak (+4% Spell Resistance)

Lv1 White Normal Class Mana Ring (+12 mana when equipped)

Lv1 White Normal Class Māj Hat (+1 Int, +1 Spellcast speed)

Lv1 White Normal Class Mana Boots (+5% Running speed, +8% mana regen)

400Gold

Water pouch

1 Bread

1 Low Grade Healing Potion (Heals 20 Health)

1 Low Grade Mana Potion (Restore 25% Mana)

1 Random Teleportation Scroll (Maximum distance:250Km)

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"Again, this is weird.. not only the starter gift included 50% more gold than usual, the level 5 rare class Moonstaff at the start never happened before." The young man was caught off guard again by the sudden changes and started doubting.

As he still can't come up with anything and thinking makes his head hurt, the young boy stopped trying to wrap his head around it, and decided to check it for himself.

"Status Info", he muttered.

Buzz

[Name: Uriel Sedano]

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-Age:14 years old

-Level: 1

-Job Class: Māj

-Health: 25/25

-Mana: 35/35

-Strength: 20

-Intellect: 10

-Agility: 20

-Spells: [Lv1 Fireball], [Lv1 Ice Spear], [Lv1 WindCutter], [Lv1Stone Wall], [Lv1 summoning]

-Unique Passive: [Double Exp +100% boost], [Mind Control, Debuff, Curse, Fear Resistence]

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[Shop]

[Storage]

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"Ha...hahaha!", Uriel chuckled excitedly.

"This is overkill.... with my unique passive i can easily run through hoards of monsters and level up faster than anyone.

Double exp +100% boost?! Hahahahaha! What Exp pts a normal player can gain from killing 100 monsters, i can easily compensate by killing 25 or maybe even lower than that."

The young man opened and closed his eyes once more---to confirm if he is not going crazy or just seeing things. Now that he is a hundred percent sure, his smile deepened.

"Just you wait, i will be back on my former glory! And will surely surpassed everyone!" Nuriel declared to the world full of pride.

Cough! Cough! Ouch my throat hurts...

Rustle Rustle

"!!, who's there?"

A sharp pain suddenly hit him out of nowhere making him lose focus at the direction where the rustle came from

"Aargh! Why now?!", Nuriel forcefully brought back his sight in front of him

GRRRRRRRRR

A growl coming from the dark area of the forest reached his ears and once it step out its foot where light makes it easier to identify this mysterious beast hiding from the shadows..

"A greyhound?!" With his head dizzy by the sudden surge of memories from the past owner of his body, nuriel can't concentrate at the predicament he is now facing.

Jump

It launched an attack forward to the young man sitting under the huge tree, 'shit!'

"Show system storage!"

He quickly brought out the moonstaff and casted an attack spell, "Fireball!"

The raging greyhound was midair and so the spell succefully landed and damaged it. However, it is still alive with 25% of health left.

Not thinking about the damage it suffered, the greyhound focus was strongly aimed at its prey.

It inhaled deeply preparing for his attack

Grrrrrrr AWOOO!

It used howl blast against marco, but with no damage or even a slight scratch inflicted whatsoever because of the young boy's passive skills.

A smile surfaced on marco's face seeing that the greyhound is now in state of confusion.

"You're dead, fucker." Said menacely by marco with a wicked smile on his face. " FIREBALL!"

Boom!

[LEVEL UP!]

[LEVEL UP!]

[LEVEL UP!]

[LEVEL UP!]

[You obtained greyhound skin]

[You obtained greyhound fang]

[You obtained small size inferior beast core]

After the short battle was over, Nuriel let out a sigh of relief.

His level jumped on level 5 after killing a single level 4 greyhound, but it obviously came with a price. He is now fatigued-----by using a spell twice in a row add the medium he used to cast those. A level 5 rare equipment Moonstaff.

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-Mana: 5/35

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Depleting mana caused māj to suffer headaches, tiredness, or sleepiness as drawback after using spells.

Inside the game the after effect of depleting one's mana is only not being able to cast another spell, however, things are diffirent now. Since this is not just a GAME anymore. This is real life where one could die by making a slight mistake.

Realizing it after catching a breather, nuriel chose not to overdo himself like what he did now. To avoid disasters to happen in the future.

"The timing was really bad, thankfully i am used to this kind of situations brought by my years of gaming experience.." while slightly gasping for air. Nuriel suddenly stopped talking and thought deeply about the memories that entered his brain before the attack, "so.. the past owner of this body was a boy named sean huh.." Nuriel frowned and felt pity towards the young boy and murderous rage to those who murdered him.

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Before he transfered into the vessel that his soul currently resides in.

Living inside it was a cheerful 14 year old boy named sean.

Sean lives with his family in a small village with a number of 20 families. It is located not too deep inside the forest. Their houses are only composted of woods that serves as foundation, bamboo sticks as floor, window and stair. While the roof is made out of dried leaves.

They make money by selling woodcrafts and ordinary---but good quality lumber. His father, a hard working man, stands with 5'10 in height, with medium body built -- A strong, reliable and an honest man. He is named Fenrin, he was the village's acting chieftain because he was loved by people that lives there. As he lead the cutting of trees, hunting of wild animals for the families to eat and Fenrin also supervise the trades with cities.

Iglesia to the north , catolica to the south and romana to the east.

They sell woodworks to the City of catolica because the citizens there love those.

While the lumber and wild animals meat to the city of Iglesia and Romana.

His mother, theresa. A beautiful woman, despite her age of 32, her body is still top notch --- it was shaped like a perfect papaya fruit, because of her curves ---- along with her huge heart that jugs in every move.

She was also expert with emboidery, she fixes almost all of the villager's torn clothes --- Theresa also teach the children how to do it from time to time.

It was a simple and blissful life.

Until one night, when the moon was bright, a group of unidentified marauders attacked them. They burned down the village, killed the men and raped the women, even a child didn't escape from their filthy grasp.

There was screaming and crying the whole night, everywhere Sean set his eyes to, was covered with blood of the people he knows --- blazing houses on fire.

The grandma who always tell them stories while incircling a bon fire and The grandpa who always ruin it by scaring them and laughs after seeing their terrified reactions.

Both of their heads are now separated from their necks, his playmates didn't manage to escape too. He even saw the way those filthy bastards rape some of their women.

As though time freezed around him, he froze in fear and remained standing by the traumatizing events that is unfolding right now in front of him.

Unconsiously -- the terrified boy's feet began to move backwards -- slowly, almost as if his body's survival instinct activated itself and took over in order to save him.

Little did he know... instead of a escape route, his body brought him towards the most dangerous person present there.

Thump Thump

To be continued