Lazy_Pen_Master

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In a world unlike any other, the gods and constellations were the rulers. They watched over the people and maintained balance in the universe. However, the gods were not immortal, and they feared the day when they would eventually fade away. 

To ensure their legacy, the gods created a system of dungeons. Within these dungeons, they placed powerful artifacts and magical creatures that would help the people evolve and become stronger. 

But the gods knew that the people could not be trusted with their power. So, they created a barrier between the worlds. 

And so, the people were left to their own devices. They worked hard, trained harder, and prayed for the day when they would be worthy enough to enter the dungeon and gain the power of the gods. But little did they know, the gods were watching, waiting for the right person to come along. 

This is the story of one such person, who was reincarnated inside the novel world. 
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150 PS = ONE EXTRA CHAPTER
250 PS = TWO EXTRA CHAPTER

Transmigrated into a Gamified Realm: Author's Journey In New Reality

A week passed as the announcement of the event 'Stella Debut Banquet' was announced that garnered different reactions from the students, and even some teachers, who didn't have any idea about the existence of the place called 'Stella Center Hall'.

Derek's anticipation for the upcoming 'Banquet of Obelisk' simmered in the background as he set out on an unconventional quest: to find the perfect suit.

The sun's golden tendrils embraced the city as he wandered through bustling streets.

A seemingly inconspicuous store, nestled between ornate boutiques, beckoned him with a modest charm. Its sign, "Sartorium Elegante," hinted at an array of attire within.

Stepping inside, the store exhaled a faint scent of fabric and dreams. A courteous bell chimed as Derek's entry marked the start of his sartorial adventure.

A middle-aged man with a tape measure draped around his neck greeted him, his eyes curious yet respectful.