Catastrophy_Y9

In the darkest and most cruelest dungeon is the birth of a specie who lives his every day life trying not to fall prey to the claws of the predators.
To survive amongst predators, one most shed off the flesh of a prey and take on the skin of an even bigger predator.


P:S be sure to check out my other novel "Lord Of The Sky"





Power Ranking
Note
The numbers refer to existential value, and all lifeforms has it.

ADVENTURER GUILD POWER RANKING
Lv 1 - 20 = F (1 - 49)
Lv 20 - 30 = E (50 - 99)
Lv 30 - 50 = D (100 - 499)
Lv 50 - 60 = C (500 - 999)
Lv 60 - 80 = B (1,000 - 4,999)
Lv 80 - 100 = A (5,000 - 9,999)
Lv 100 - 200 = S (10,000 - 19,999)
Lv 200 - 500 = SS (20,000 - 29,999)
LV 500 - 900 = SSS (30,000 - 49,999)
LV 900 - 1000 = XS (50,000 - 99,999)

SPIRITUAL ENTITY RANKING SYSTEM BELOW

 ■MONSTERS AND OTHER NON-HUMAN LIFEFORMS 
 ●Apocalypse > 100,000,000 - 1,000,000,000
 ●Armageddon > 10,000,000 - 99,999,999
 ●Cataclysm > 1,000,000 - 9,999,999
 ●Disaster > 100,000 - 999,999

 ■HUMAN
 ●Transcendent > 100,000,000 - 1,000,000,000 
 ●Warlord > 10,000,000 - 99,999,999
 ●Mystical > 1,000,000 - 9,999,999
 ●Heroic > 100,000 - 999,999

Note
The numbers refer to existential value, and all lifeforms has it.





Cover does not belong to me, credit goes to whoever made it

Adventures Of A Goblin

It started with a tingle curling itself up Shakir's body, then came a sense of foreshadowing washing over him.


He said as he hastily got up from his squeaky chair and drops the rough sheets he was reading. Years of working as an adventurer was constantly bugging Shakir's consciousness, pinching at him that something is wrong somewhere.


Shakir stretched his hand out to the side of his squeaky chair and took his stick walker to aid him in moving faster. With the help of the stick walker, he was able to get to the door faster than he could have without it.


When he got to the door and pushed it open, the first thing Shakir felt was that the air was abnormally hot.


The kind of heat Shakir felt was not one that hovered over his hair lines keeping temperature heated, but an heat that had his body sweating profusely after minutes of being exposed to it.


Shakir in an effort to know what was going on, moved further out closing the door behind him.


Preview To His Awakening 1