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Dual Class [Stubbed]

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What is a city boy to do when he wakes up in a white room with nothing and no one in it? All that greets him is a blue screen flashing with one word. "Welcome" In this story of wise cracks and wide spread murdering, Drake is forced to face old traumas and find his way in the new world of a merged planet forced by the system. He will find enemies and allies aplenty. Even some he would have never expected. His decisions will shape the future of his planet and journey in this new wild landscape that the system has brought. With God and Anime on his side- Oh and some spotty game knowledge- he must forge his own path. But first. He needs to get through this damned tutorial in one piece, and figure out how his damned spell works. New Chapters are posted Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 6 PM EST. -------- Cover Art is done by my wonderful friend Caneera you can find her at https://caneera.carrd.co/ for all types of commissions. This is a story I've decided to write because my endless fantasies of chuunibyou like proportions could not stay in my head any longer. I've just wanted to make a story I can make some cringe jokes in and this is the result. I really do hope people will enjoy it as I really do enjoy writing it, and will keep writing it. If you can catch some of the references I would love to hear it. Love and Peace! Just not in this story. If you would like to read ahead, you can find my patreon at the end of any of the chapters! At patreon com/Arthur_Inverse I will be publishing this on Amazon under the pen name Arthur Inverse or Richard Fuerle. At least I will as soon as KDP support recognizes I am the author and not trying to steal my own work... I would like to also mention that, this is essentially unedited work for now. More edited versions are on scribblehub. Discord: https://discord.com/invite/jJw54jd2GX

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Chapter 1Chapter One: Welcome.

As a light blue screen floated in front of him gingerly. His brows scrunched in confusion as he looked at it. A single bold word in the middle of it.

Welcome.

"This isn't what I was watching… Where did this screen come from?" Drake questioned. His gaze brought again to the subtly bobbing screen in front of him. Taking better notice of the screen, at the bottom of the it there was a small white blinking arrow prompting him to continue.

"Oh.. I kinda don't like that.. I've seen one too many movies like this," Drake muttered.

Trying to quickly get up from his sitting position, he actually noticed that he was actually sitting in a comfortable office like chair, taken aback.

"I should have been in bed laying down and watching my late night… show…"

And why is it so chilly in here? He pondered trying to take stock. Ignoring the screen still prompting him to continue, almost seeming to blink more aggressively in his peripheral. Drake began to pat himself down. It seemed impossible but it looked like he had been moved somehow into this white non-descript room.

Moving from his head, down his body he embarrassedly stopped at his pants. Or his lack thereof. "Shit I'm pantsless? Hey! Whoever you are! You didn't even have the decency to clothe me when you kidnapped me!?" he shouted into the air at nothing in particular, but he hoped someone would hear him and give him some answers.

The room he was in didn't seem to have any doors. And definitely no windows, which was another confusing thing to add to the list of rather confusing things, as there was light but no light sources that he could find.

"Did one of my brothers put you up to this!? I know my birthday is coming up soon but this goes way beyond a joke! Hello?!" Drake continued to shout for a few minutes. Eventually devolving into loud insults and indecencies. Finally resorting to just screaming at the top of his lungs as no one answered him. Until he ran out of energy and slid down against a wall to sit.

After a few minutes of being slumped against a wall, his head tiled back staring into space, a bell sounded in Drake's head, followed by a mechanical female voice.

[Welcome. New Persons' to the integration of your world into the fused world 7.515e14. You will have the following hour to go through the introduction before the initial tutorial commences. May you gain insight, power, and renown. And most importantly survive.]

The voice said coldly, only adding to the ominous and confusing pit forming in Drake's stomach.

The bell and voice faded from inside Drake's head as his vision panned down from the ceiling, focusing on the light blue screen, a new white timer counting down on the top right of it.

[Time Remaining until Initiation: 59 Minutes, 45 Seconds]

"Ahh…. I've definitely seen this movie before… And I really don't want to see what happens when the timer runs out if I don't finish..." he wearily chuckled pressing the continue button on the screen.

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Drake is extremely relatable to how I would react in such a situation (which may or may not be terrible) but his off-hand comments and sayings really got a few good laughs out of me. I have not read all the way, but I found myself already glued reading past my expected appointment time, to the point where I had to keep reading even while I was meeting others. All the usual tropes is there, and it worked without a hitch. Great progression, great character. I love the singular focus on Drake along with sparse chapters on other viewpoints. Not too pushy, but enough to keep the reader aware of the other players around Drake as well. Style: The humour and flow of the story is great, it really makes for a simple nice easy read. So far nothing that really throws off the pacing of the story ( except the namesake of the novel, hint hint) The way he describes the battle is great as well, just enough details for the readers to visualize and feel like they were Drake, fighting off the same monsters. Story: I've read up to Chapter 27. But so far it's been pretty great, with all the interesting interactions between Drake and people he meet along the way that I felt the need to review this so others can see it. The item descriptions are also hilarious. I always love 'Systems' that flame the owner or user. The way he scuffles with the skills and item drops that he gets is extremely interesting and gets a good laugh out of me all the time. Grammar: No major flaws, and no minor problems either. Nothing broke the flow at which I read, and that's a big plus! Character: Oh Drake you silly boy. I love all his wild-card like antics, and the light-hearted view that he adopts when going through the world. But when it comes down to the nitty gritty, Drake really does deliver the hardwork and focus on goals to overcome or surpass others. Something worthy of admiring in a main character, and it makes the reader want to support him from their hearts. Overall, a great read. I think I'm going to end the review here and keep reading, because it's that fluid of a read. Great job!

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