Bosaliong

In the year 2000, the System arrived on Gaia and changed the world of mankind. The environment became volatile and organisms evolved. To the humans, the System offered a class-base progression with a myriad of skills just like in old RPG games. From magic to bloodlines, as long as people immersed themselves in their passions, the System would incorporate their interests into classes and skills. And with the rise of new powerhouses, old nations were brought down and new ones rose from the ashes, stabilizing and governing their evolved populace.

Around 500 years later since the dawn of the System, the story of our MC began. Drai was a musclehead, and his days were mostly spent for two purposes: becoming stronger and tougher! With his single-mindedness and crazy trainings he was finally offered a special class on the Revelation Day. From there on, his journey began. Starting from a prestigious academy and meeting his mentor and new friends, each with their own peculiarities, Drai steadily walked the path of power and invincibility. Party adventures, dark schemes, and veiled threats would accompany Drai throughout his journey.

Seed of Titan

"Looks like you have a class or skill that specializes in fighting plants, but that's all there is to it. Your mistake was attempting to kill me, since it made me realize that your sword which had seemed really sharp before couldn't actually hurt my hand. Your weak strength was also exposed when you couldn't even pull your sword out of my grip," the woman said to Jian, who was currently hanging by his neck right in front of her.

"F-fuck… yuh…" Jian swore at the woman with great difficulty since he was being choked.

The woman snickered and said, "You may not know this, but we've been specifically ordered not to kill you heretics. But aren't you glad that I'm willing to make an exception for you? I might get punished later for insubordination, but it's better than leaving a smug little bastard like you alive."

Jian chuckled as he reluctantly resigned himself to his fate. He felt that death was certain, unless a miracle occurred.

Blood Splatter