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Level-Up Apocalypse: Surviving With The Assimilation System

Within the virtual world of “Avalon Online”, Finn, or otherwise known as “Echo” within the game, was one of its greatest players. After logging off from a long session, however, he notices something awry outside of his apartment. The streets were flooded with chaos, screams echo through the night, and hell is loot loose. Monsters from Avalon Online are running through the streets, wrecking havoc. In the midst of this hellish awakening, Finn is greeted with the one gift bestowed to humanity in this dark hour: [...Assessing life experience…] [Assessment Complete] [Name: Finn Thorne] [Age: 20] [Designated Class: Assassin] [Starting Level: 5] [A [Legacy System] has been bestowed to you for your accomplishments within Avalon.] [Assimilation System Awakened.] In this twisted turn, as the world as it was once known is gone with the arrival of magic and monsters, the remnants of humanity must level up if they wish to survive. Finn is left in this dark, hopeless apocalypse, using his own experience from Avalon Online to best survive what seems to be an impossible task. -- Daily updates at 9 AM PST Support for bonus chapters

DelzGB · 奇幻
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The Knighting, Part One

Finn found himself approached by a tiny knight wielding a halberd as it leapt up to match his height. He leaned back just as the silver halberd passed right over his nose, feeling the wind coming off of it. 

Despite the lesser size of the gnome soldiers, the strength behind the swing of the halberd was undeniably powerful. 

Finn responded by flipping back while delivering a kick aimed for the gnome's midsection, only for the creature to present its own nimbleness in return. It kicked back as well, using the air itself as a platform before landing on its feet. 

'It's quick–it can use wind like the big guy, too–if this is a lesser occurrence in this place, it's going to be hell,' Finn considered while keeping his blades raised and ready. 

The gnome knight before him slammed his boot down with a shriek of wind swirling around itself, demanding a presence tenfold its size.