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"Impossible! Did he evolve that pathetic Lv1 Wolf in a Lv100 Demon Lord?" "Forget that little puppy dearest immortal, look at this SSS-ranked sword that has been lost since the Edo Tensei Harem era!" — After dying on his way to work one Monday morning, Bob reincarnated in Retribution Online — a roguelike where he would never die, coming back stronger after death. After skipping the great tutorial, and dying in his first run, he unlocked two overpowered developer haxs! Facing a powerful foe? Underlevel them. Need a powerful ally? Overlevel them! Wait a second. There is this legendary supreme ultimate godly immoral staff hidden in the lair of the most feared Moon Divine Emperor? I'll have my army of Lv100 mobs deal with that issue. Witness his meteoric rise to the top! His goal to become the greatest gaming legend to have ever lived— after he escaped this labyrinth of eldritch abominations. —— What to expect: OP MC with OP ARMY! NO NTR/YURI/INCEST NOT FAST-PACED MC IS NOT HIDING STRENGTH VILLAIN/MORALLY WEAK MC Do not expect: Caricature Characters Pokemon Harem Forced Romance MC is touchy with killing Kind, Loving, and Clueless MC -- Patreon Support: https://www.patreon.com/maxholmes460 Power Stone Goals: 200 PS: Weekly 1 Bonus Chapters (on Sundays) Golden Ticket Goals: 80 GT: Weekly 2 Bonus Chapters (on Sundays) Magic Castle or Higher Super Gift: up to 5 Bonus Chapters (in 3 Days)

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Something Is So Wrong

 'I have been feeling a chill for a time now…' Bob walked through the door, staring back and into the shadows — his skin crawling — then turning around to the new area, 'like something lurks me in that darkness, and the temperature dropped.'

 "I guess everyone is familiar with the biome of Area 30? It's like this up to the 40th Area then if I recall correctly, we'll be thrown back to the grass plains biome." Leslie held her chin and glanced from side to side, "Hmm, but the air is quite chilly…"

 "It gives me bad memories." Bob wore a wry smile on his face, then shifted his glance to those floating boxes he'd encountered, "I guess the general style of an area does not change? You haven't told us about those boxes and why this place is covered in blood."