Norobo

Gods Among Men. 

Or, at least that's what happened when the clock struck 12 on a certain day, as a notification popped up in front of everyone asking them to spin the wheel to receive their [Legend] - where they'd either get a [Mortal], [Demi-God] or [God]. 

Enter Arthur, a 25 year old man and someone who's had to look after his little sister ever since their parents died. Many times, he's asked for a break and now that it looked like God had finally answered, his bad luck decided to show it's hand again by giving him a [Mortal]. . .while his little sister became a [God].

Woe is him. . .if he hadn't noticed his glitching screen, asking him to spin the wheel again. Now, what on Earth is this [Conceptual] rank, and who the hell was this Aether guy?

He Who Ascends [Modern World-Mythology-Litrpg]

The Strongest (2)

Two of the Corrosive Slimes noticed and in a split-second decision, they disengaged the tendrils that had linked them to the third slime, forming a protective barrier of their gelatinous bodies. Their forward-thinking move was a testament to the adaptability of these enigmatic creatures.

The nearly ten-foot-long lance of light, its core blazing with an incandescent intensity, hovered ominously, stuck to the ground. It was a harbinger of destruction, a celestial embodiment of Arthur's power. But the swift reactions of the two Corrosive Slimes had momentarily thwarted its path, and their shields covered their vulnerable fronts and backs.

However, one of the Corrosive Slimes had been caught off guard, its sluggish retreat impeded by the abrupt severance of the tendrils that had connected it to its brethren. It was too slow to erect a shield, and that moment of hesitation was its downfall.