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My Skills Are All Max-Level

It was originally a game, made to be as realistic as possible with features to match. But as time passed and the game progressed there was no doubt about it. The game encroached upon reality. Not in the traditional sense, that the same monsters and people we had come to know so intimately started to appear in reality. But blank spaces that swallowed the country... the continent. And any that attempted to even reach a finger within those blank spaces of reality were consumed alongside it. I had thought myself average, that I could make some money with this game. Sanctuary. But there was a problem - a boon - whenever I gained a skill, it became max level. There was no exception. So, when the world started to fall apart, and my prowess revealed… They hailed me a hero. Despite the wrongdoings and plundering I had done in the name of wealth and power, they looked to me. To solve their problems and save the world. But could I do it? Demons and beings of absolute power. Such that even my cheat made it only marginally easier. I had no choice. It was either I fought and won, or I cowered and let the world be consumed by the cold devouring void. And so, I fight; from a beginning filled with greed, to a future filled with the hopes and wishes of mankind. Can I do it? "Heh~" Of course I can.

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Patch 3.06

Evie pov

Music posited its supreme- ah… what was it that Bailey always said… ah- supreme… Mm… I don't quite remember. But I smiled regardless, swaying to the sound of the music. So many people seemed to want to stand near me.

They even wanted to stare at me. Little ol' me. It was so nice of them. Especially of that boy, he made me a scarf earlier. It cost me basically nothing and he made it so fuzzily. It was so great. So, so great.

And then… and then sis deigned to invite the boy to our house. He stayed up extra late - past my bedtime - to make me a dress specifically for this ball.

I pouted a little, just a little, it wouldn't due to show such an… an ungraceful side. Yeah, that's what sis would say. I smiled. The boy, Gabriel, he must have been maybe sixteen. I wasn't sure but he sure was taller than me.