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Life Slayer Online

In the distant and magical world of life slayer online there is one who stands above all else, one who levels faster than any other and is hailed by countries and feared by all. The one everyone looks up to is a simple assassin with the skill to copy and reuse someone else's skill. In this world where mastery over your unique skill is the difference between winning and losing the mysterious and powerful ItsAssassin reigns supreme. Fighting dragons, demons and gods. But during the day who is he? What is he? How will his life change as he becomes ItsAssassin, and how can he overcome his past. How can he push through the pain and burden his loss in order to protect his sister, how can he stop the world from caving in around him? and how can he stay sane doing it? Does he escape farther into the world of monsters and magic? or does he push past his ocean of pain and keep going? taking every step forward and accept his place in the real world going to school and walking past his best friend’s grave every day. It's the oldest question… Escape or struggle To fight... ...or fly

Alex_N67 · Khoa huyễn
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37 Chs

The Gates Close

The pain washed over my body, the anger and rage. The bloodlust soaked out through my clothes. I dropped to the ground drinking a mana potion, the glass container dropping to the ground, the clink of the bottle lost in my silent rage.

"How dare you approach me? You insolent fool. All demons adhere to a hierarchy, your lives would not be suitable as even a kicking bag, you are so beneath me that my eyesight shouldn't be polluted with your meager existence."

"Shut up… you made me angry so just sit down and wait for your death."

"Pathetic, what an arrogant claim you are nothing but a dog with no bite, no that is an insult to all dogs as none could be as stupid as you.."

I kept moving my knife in my hand. The cold steel pressing into my palm the blue edge stained with blood.

'Unique skill 'Copy' activated subskill cut activated: toll = 500Mp'

"Just what is this? How are you not dead? My circle should kill anyone who approaches me."

I kept walking my body inside her shadow as her eyes widened and she stepped back.

'Ultimate skill activated. Never ending skill parade.'

The world around us was swallowed into an empty abyss.

"Welcome to my ultimate skill."

I sat back into a golden throne brought from the darkness.

"What the hell are you?"

"Oh me? I'm an assassin."

Arms and zombies crawled up from the blackness grappling and scratching at her,

"I am a primordial dermon, this cannot hold me!!!!!"

The legions of corpses still filled the ground, their decaying arms ripping at her skin and biting into her angelic body. Suddenly the blackness was filled with light and huge blades of sunlight.

"Answer me, no simple human could ever dream of this power. What are you?!?!?!?!"

"Hahaha"

The aremies swallowed her again, flashes of lightning and fire surging through the pile of bodies she desperately flailed and struck, being attacked from every side her body pierced by swords and chains, the webs and corpses grabbing and holding her in place. As golden light shone down the gates opened and I walked out. I stepped out of the blackness and behind me two iron gates slammed shut her screams still echoing behind me, my clothes covered in blood I dropped to the ground.

'-1000000000'

'You have defeated Demon of light Serenthraul

You leveled up 74 times.'

'Ultimate skill completed - please sacrifice half of your life points'

My health bar halved in size, falling into a small bar with only a sliver of health left.

"I.. I'm sorry."

Breathing was difficult and talking harder, the pain built up in my chest pulling my lungs back down pressing the air from me.

"What the hell was that?"

"It's complicated, but essentially my ultimate skill although it takes half my Hp permanently"

"whose blood is that?"

"The monster,"

"What the hell did you do in there? I heard screams."

"Every skill I've collected is unleashed, I can use everything without the need for mana, her magic was insanely difficult to overpower. But I stole every one of her skills and all her intelligence."

They were silent.

"Why did you say sorry?"

"I said I'd fight with you, but in the end I took it on my own."

"I know that sounds nice but it's a really mean brag."

"Don't worry, we'll get the next one."

"We made it inside the demon territory!!"

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Username: ItsAssassin

Race: Shadowrath

Class: Knife

Level: 214

Vitality: 60

Wisdom: 827

Strength: 83

Speed: 657

Title: Drakenheart's National Hero

Unique skill: Copy

Special skills: Eye of death, gateway to the heavens, blood sacrifice, blood offering

Inventory: The silent scream, cloak of the dead, abyss armor

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