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Dual System: Ascension of A Nameless Nobody

WPC #256 - Magic, Gold Winner -- Jeong-Hui, a teenager with no accomplishments in life, spends his days in solitude, living alone and gaming most of the day. That is, until a world-shaking revelation descended on Earth. The one proclaiming to be "God" informed humanity of their failure as a species, and that Armageddon would begin. However, as a means of giving those worthy of continuing on a chance, "God" introduced the "Armageddon Game", bestowing a special system onto every person of the world. The system grants each player the abilities of Angels, reminiscent of an RPG as experience, stats, and level-ups are all present. Though, as a person who lived a unfulfilling life as a lowlife and a coward, he begins his journey as the bottom-of-the-barrel start: level one. Those who reach level twenty within the six month time period will be allowed access into "The Tower"--however, what awaits in the mysterious, heavenly tower is unknown. Not intending to die after living a failed life, Jeong-Hui strives to reach the Tower, using his knowledge as a MMORPG player to ascend. As an assassin-class and a martial artist class, he utilizes both the "Angel System", widely available to humanity, and another, unique system available only to himself to combat the trials in the way of his journey. -- Want to support me? You can do so here! --> https://ko-fi.com/delzgb DISCORD: https://discord.gg/ph6qfFknqe --WARNING-- This story shows depictions of extremely graphic events. If you're adverse to traumatizing events, gore, death, and such things, this might not be the novel for you. Otherwise, please enjoy!

DelzGB · Fantasy
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258 Chs

Ominous Foe

Ara muttered while staying close to him, "...It's so dark."

"I know…hold on," he said, stopping.

He held his sword up, running his finger along the surface of its silver, clean steel, "Cast: Burning Edge."

From his invocation, a flame spread itself across the steel, giving light to the shadowy corridor at last.

It wasn't something he wanted to do, as it ate away at his spirit and would likely give away his position, but it was far too dark to even move in, and it was simply eerie enough to make his skin crawl. With the light from the flame, used like an unorthodox torch, they could finally see the hall they walked through.

"You're kidding…" He muttered in disbelief at what his eyes met with.

The walls were completely painted in blood–some of which didn't seem quite as dry as the other inscribings as it dripped down the surface.

There were dozens of blood-drawn crosses, scattered over the walls in great numbers.

"This isn't right…!" Ara shook her head.

"Ara–?!"