Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim

1 drop of blood = 1-Up
Other people game overnight, I game overnight and bleed.
Ever since the dimensional storms descended upon Earth, numerous dimensional zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of dimensional creatures—Immortals, Buddhas, Devils, Angels, Elves, etc.
Yet, all these strange dimensional zones can turn into dungeon instances on my phone. Other people risk their lives adventuring, I spend all my time gaming.
Monsters drop dimensional crystals that boost stats, imbue new skills, and join me as Companion Beasts. These Companion Beasts fight alongside me or alone, augmenting me with their skills and strength. Rare monsters in real life? I'll just restart the game with a drop of blood to grind it.
I really need a blood transfusion.

Let Me Game in Peace

CKtalon

When the Cube's screen dimmed again, the screen had already turned into the Cube's ranking.

Under the gaze of everyone, the last name on the Cube's ranking turned into fragments of light and dissipated. Then, from bottom to top, the names shattered and vanished.

Moments later, there was only one name left on the rankings—Human Sovereign—shimmering eternally like the sun.

"We ultimately failed." In front of the dimension's Cube, a non-human creature that looked human stared at the shimmering words "Human Sovereign" and sighed.

As for most humans on Earth, they fell into a euphoric revelry. Although they didn't know who Human Sovereign was or if he was even human, most humans seemed to gain something in their hearts. It was indescribable, but it made their hearts feel weightier and less restless.

Mystic Thearch