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

As the flames consumed the bodies of Raelar and Varick, the smoke rising towards the sky in thin, wispy tendrils, Elio stood in silent vigil.

The crackling of the fire and the soft sobs of mourners created a solemn atmosphere, heavy with the weight of loss and the promise of a new beginning.

Suddenly, the reverent silence was shattered by a voice laden with fury and anguish.

Elio and Lucien whirled around to find themselves face to face with Angela, Varick's mother. Her face was contorted with rage and grief, her eyes red-rimmed from crying, her whole body trembling with emotion.

"You!" she screamed again, jabbing an accusing finger at Elio. "You killed my son!"

Elio felt as if he'd been punched in the stomach. The guilt he'd been trying to keep at bay threatened to overwhelm him, rising like bile in his throat. The memory of Varick's battered face flashed before his eyes, a cruel reminder of his own actions.

Chapter 127: System's Shadows