All things Are Vanity

It has been 10000 years. The tide of spiritual energy has returned.
The prosperous Tokyo has returned to the Edo Period and had hordes of supernatural creatures roaming the streets.
In the desert, the Pharaoh was leading his army and awakening from his eternal slumber.
Vampires and werewolves were locked in a constant battle in the Eastern European plains.
Witches and evil spirits were traversing through the markets of Europa.
The feathered serpent was stretching its body on the American Continent, opening its eyes during the cycle of death.
Humans had fallen from the top of the food chain as they remembered the fear that the legends carried.
In this world where demons and monsters roamed, Lester looked at the shadow of the ferocious worm cast on his body and told his system.
""Please give me a set of Sunfire Cape, Randuin's Omen, Frozen Heart, Spirit Visage, Warmog's Armor, Thornmail, oh yes, and the Gargoyle's Stoneplate, Force of Nature, Adaptive Helm, as well as Righteous Glory...""
He then brought his hands together against the trembling monsters.
"I am not talented, but I am going to bust your heads open today!"
"Grasp of the Undying!" Life Value +5
"Dark Harvest!"Damage Growth +5
"Overgrowth!" Life Value +2%
"Gathering Storm!" Spell Strength +100
What? You want me to eat these mutated creatures? Let me tell you! I, Lester, will rather die of starvation or jump down from here than to...
System: "Life Value +40"
"Wow, it tastes great!"

PS: This novel can be easily read even without gaming knowledge. Feel free to have a read."

Infinite Divine Gears in the City

    The snow-white soup was quickly filled into a bowl. Large pieces of Dragon meat and vegetables similar to potatoes and tomatoes gave the entire camp a rich and delicious aroma.


  "Gulp! Elder, how much Snow Dragon jerky did you use? Isn't it too fragrant?"


  "I don't think those people are anything special, why are you treating them like this?"


   that's right! Those arrogant and rude guys should be left to fend for themselves in the snowfield! 


  The young men who were cooking in other places swallowed their saliva and complained. When they smelled the wonderful smell coming from the distance, the hot soup in their hands suddenly lost its fragrance!


  On the other side, the soft white bread, which was roasted to the point of overflowing with the fragrance of wheat, was soaked in the soup, full of the freshness of the vegetables and meat. With one bite, the unprecedented rich freshness exploded in the mouth.


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