GREAT

‘Did I… die?!’

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Year 2026, June 1st, the revolutionary video game, Warstar made its debut.

Perfectly coded with revolutionary graphics, a perfect RPG setting, and a rich world where players could choose from 5 main classes, either of a Blademaster, Mage, Mechanic, Combat Mage, and Psychics, it took the world by storm.

The rise of God-level players made the game’s popularity even more explosive, turning it into full-time jobs for pro players.

Noah Harrington was a God-level player, the player who received the exalted nickname as the Godfather of Warstar. But even God-level players get old.

Noah was not just your avid gamer, he was one who reveled in the competitive spirit of the game, the stakes, and most importantly, the euphoria of winning an elite end-to-end game. 

He was a warrior, a warmonger, but he was getting slowed down by age and so he was chosen by a mysterious power to be transported inside the game.

When an expert pro player of a revolutionary video game suddenly finds himself reincarnated inside the game with unprecedented SSS-Ranked unique skills, what does he do?

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(Congratulations young warmonger! You have completed the requirements to become a true Warstar!)

(You will be transported inside the game in 5 seconds!)

(00:00:05)

(00:00:04)

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Noah’s life and career was suddenly turned upside down but he embraced it. ‘This is an opportunity, and I’ll take it!’

‘I’ll be King again!’

Watch Noah blaze a record-breaking path to the peak of Warstar with his new reincarnated avatar, Lord Doom.

Reincarnated Avatar; I got 2 SSS-Rank Unique Skills

"Well, let's start". Noah muttered, taking the first step forward.

And then from the inky ocean, figures began to rise; warriors in rusted armor, spectral knights with hollow eyes.

[You have encountered the Lost Champions!]

The Lost Champions, those who had succumbed to the siren's melody and were now bound as her eternal guards.

They moved, attacking in synchronized, hypnotic movements, as if still moving to the song's rhythm.

Their swords were imbued with echoes of the melody, each strike carrying a faint hum that threatened to sink deeper into the mind.

He anchored himself by attuning his movements to a different rhythm, using the clashing of weapons and the sounds of his own breathing as a counterpoint to the siren's song.

His Aetherforge, now a Berserker's Greatsword glowed with pulsating energy, each swing emitting shockwaves that disrupted the eerie harmony.

Skill points spree [1]