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In a distant future, seven centuries after the cataclysmic mana storm, the world of Gaïa transformed into a realm infused with magic. The fabric of reality shifted, revealing the manifestation of stats, skills, and levels through ethereal windows, visible to all. A new era emerged, where humanity awoke to the concept of Classes, bestowing upon them unique abilities and the potential for greatness. However, only the truly exceptional would ascend to seize the Throne in this extraordinary Era of Players.

Noah uttered profound words, his eyes shimmering with an unearthly force. "Life itself is akin to a prison, but fear not, for I, Death, shall set you free.''

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Era of Players: Death God

Taking a deep breath, Noah surveyed the aftermath of the fight. His cloak was singed and his chest ached from the exertion, but he was unharmed. He had overcome the challenge, his quick thinking and diverse skillset proving once again to be his greatest assets. But as he looked towards the remaining stretch of the bridge, he knew this was just a prelude to the final test that awaited him on the other side. He gripped Nemesis tighter, his determination hardening like the ice surrounding him. The race to conquer the dungeon continued.

Panic clawed at Noah's throat as the bridge shuddered beneath him.

A monstrous snowball, larger than a house, barreled towards him, its icy surface glistening with an ominous glint. He couldn't go back, the area behind him choked with the frozen carcasses of the White Eagles.

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