Dagzo

"Mana to breathe, mana to eat, mana to fucking live," 

Inhale: -0.001 MP… oops! You're out of mana points.

(Pay-to-breathe RPG.)

Humanity's last walled stronghold. 
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In the world Elio lives, every gasp of air comes at a price.

A floating indestructible book for every human, a magical system that turns survival into a pay-to-breathe RPG.

Here, poverty isn't just being broke, it's choking.

Surrounded by barren land and a sea of monsters on top of it (No water, just literal monsters), each day is a suffocating dance of survival, a balancing act between mana for air and mana for food.

In this economy, holding your breath isn't just a game, it's a retirement plan.

Driven by desperation (and the city's miserly rulers that don’t cut anyone a break), Elio dives into the Book System’s trials to save his family.

Along the way, he unlocks powers he didn’t ask for and starts to figure out... Who he really is.

Immerse yourself in an adventure where one young man's stubborn refusal to become a statistic could spark a revolution. Who knew being a pain in the system's rear could change the world?

Because in Elio's world, breathing is just the beginning of the revolution and... he's gasping for change.

But hey, who said saving the world had to be all doom and gloom? Join Elio as he kicks monster butt, uncovers ancient secrets, and maybe, just maybe, figures out how to grow a tree or two along the way.
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Warning:

May contain traces of world domination, an unhealthy obsession with the periodic table, damage points, progression math, and yes, even a sprinkle of that old "power of friendship" magic. Because sometimes, you need a buddy to help you remember which element does what or even help you calculate those sweet, sweet stats.

A quick heads-up:

Despite what the cover might suggest, this isn’t a hack-and-slash adventure. Think more along the lines of a turn-based RPG, where strategy and choices matter as much as action. Get ready for a different kind of challenge!

If you want to know more about the cover:

Yep, that's our first FL crying and crossing the transparent barrier straight into a pixelated, indistinguishable sea of monsters. Because why not mix emotions with chaos? She's crazy like that! (Not really... or is she?)

Discord is coming soon!!
I’m working on it in the little moments I find between writing, editing, making more character images, etc.

Little by little, we’ll have a Poked... uh, a full SummonDex! Meanwhile, you can check out the ones on Fandom with their... funny descriptions? Or at least I hope so... orz

Warning 2 (Privilege 4 and 5):

I just wanted to stick to the novel’s level system, so I had to add those '0s'!!! Don’t be an elephant... unless you’re an enormous one... A whale! Seriously, nooooo!

You’re going to make me die from the pressure, and I’ll feel terrible!! It’s just one chapter!!! You can wait... But if you’re dirty rich and really, Really, REALLY want to support, well... okay, though I’ll still feel bad!!! orz

Utopian System

The impact of the corrosive stake left Lucien and Selene gasping on the ground, their bodies wracked with pain.

Their once-immaculate armor now bore cracks and emitted wisps of acrid smoke. Every breath was a laborious effort, and the slightest movement sent waves of agony through their battered forms.

Without needing to exchange words, both Summoners knew that another attack of similar magnitude would be fatal.

Around them, a sepulchral silence had descended upon the huddled soldiers.

Many eyes were fixed on Lucien and Selene, their owners acutely aware that these powerful Summoners now stood as the last line of defense against Fathoran's total victory.

Tarec, positioned among the crowd, clenched his fists with a burning desire to help. He had witnessed Fathoran's power firsthand and knew that without mana, he would be nothing more than a hindrance. The frustration of his powerlessness gnawed at him, a bitter taste in his mouth.

Chapter 118: System's Winner