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 to check the visuals: https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4
I’m still 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
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Happy New Year! 

I just wanted to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude for all your incredible support. This journey wouldn’t be the same without each of you, and I’m beyond thankful to have you here. May this new year bring you joy, success, and all the things you’re hoping for. 

Here’s to a brighter future!

Thank you for being part of this story. Cheers to 2025!

Thank you so much for reading!

(∿°○°)∿ ︵ ︵ ︵ ︵ ︵ ǝʌol

Utopian System

Facing the two statues, Elio naturally gravitated towards the god's familiar form. After everything that had happened, there was something comforting about using the same interface he'd known all his life.

The menu that materialized made him blink in confusion.

Endless lists of items with names that looked more like abstract art than words scrolled before his eyes. If it wasn't for the occasional familiar dish scattered among them, he might not have realized these were food items at all.

"Well, this is... different," he muttered to himself.

A soft chirp made him smile. His scorpion, Poison Stinger, had materialized now that he could open his book, its metallic form catching the light as it peered at the menu. Its head tilted comically to one side, pincers clicking in what could be curiosity.

"I know, right?" Elio chuckled. "I can't pronounce half of these."

Chapter 437: System's Gourmand