SpacesSnips

It was originally a game, made to be as realistic as possible with features to match. But as time passed and the game progressed there was no doubt about it. The game encroached upon reality. Not in the traditional sense, that the same monsters and people we had come to know so intimately started to appear in reality. But blank spaces that swallowed the country... the continent. And any that attempted to even reach a finger within those blank spaces of reality were consumed alongside it. 
I had thought myself average, that I could make some money with this game. Sanctuary. But there was a problem - a boon - whenever I gained a skill, it became max level. There was no exception. So, when the world started to fall apart, and my prowess revealed… They hailed me a hero. Despite the wrongdoings and plundering I had done in the name of wealth and power, they looked to me. To solve their problems and save the world. But could I do it? Demons and beings of absolute power. Such that even my cheat made it only marginally easier. 
I had no choice. It was either I fought and won, or I cowered and let the world be consumed by the cold devouring void. 
And so, I fight; from a beginning filled with greed, to a future filled with the hopes and wishes of mankind. Can I do it?
"Heh~"
Of course I can.

My Skills Are All Max-Level

Georg opened the flap of the tent, my body shivered at the sudden burst of cold. It woke me up and forced me to greet those steely eyes of his.

"Preparations have been made. Come, we depart in a moment's time."

I yawned, rose from the bedroll and placed my clothes and equipment back on. Despite my misgivings of Georg's methods this was an opportunity to make quite some money. Maybe if I wasn't in such need of income I would've refused.

But what if's could be saved for another day.

I ducked under the flap of the tent and made my way into the middle of the camp. From there I was greeted by bleary hello's. People carried swords and shields like they were being sent to their deaths.

However it was the girl in the middle. She carried a saber on her side with golden hair flowing down her backside. A familiar face in a tide of unknowns.

"I heard that there was some hire. But for it to be you. What a coincidence."

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