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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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As he slowly opened his eyes, vowing not to look up at that dreaded scenery, he stared at the dark floor, seeing a stream of fresh blood traversing the grooves of the flooring.

There was nothing except his own name visible on his personal interface–there was no longer a party of players, but just himself now–alone.

The unison of anger, sadness, and despair spiraled in his gut, flowing through his limbs and out of his body through the tears he silently wept.

He wanted to scream, but there was no strength in his conceded body to do so.

Cah-In stepped in front of him, bending to the side as he forcibly met his gaze with his absent eyes, "It burns, doesn't it? Utter powerlessness. Ingrain it into your flesh and never forget it, never let the flames of Hell burn away that lamentation–let it ignite your suffering for an eternity."

Though he was being spoken to directly, he paid no mind to the crazed man's words, lost in a world of utter despair.