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One day, the entire world was transported into a game. Cities, landscapes, and even the sky itself were rewritten in glowing code, plunging humanity into a primal, untamed world where civilization had never existed. Towering forests, endless mountains, and monstrous beasts roamed free—a land where magic was woven into nature itself.

Every human was infused with a power called Primis, the essence of strength and evolution.*
It allowed them to gain abilities, level up, and carve out a future in this dangerous world.
But the native creatures could smell it. They could taste it.

To them, humans were nothing more than walking resources—flesh and blood filled with power waiting to be devoured.

Then came the voice:

"You have entered the Genesis Game. Your class has been assigned."

Some were given the roles of Warriors, Mages, and Tamers.

Some were granted rare classes like Shadow Dancer or Beastbound Knight.
And then… there was you.

You weren’t given a normal class.

You weren’t given a choice.

Your title burned into existence in glowing red text:

[Class: Cannibal Lich King]


Warning: The romance in this novel there will be straight/gay and more it's not really relevant its just a sub plot. The main protagonist is not a straight white male it's in the synopsis.

Primal Genesis: A Dark Litrpg

William walked down the path the catalyst directed him to.

[Task: Assassinate the Wendigo and harvest it's soul core]

[Intel: Wendigos are born from souls consumed by hunger and despair, their existence a curse born of relentless starvation. While they cannot reproduce naturally, this particular one is a tragic anomaly—a child who succumbed to the curse. Once human, their fragile soul was shattered by desperation and an insatiable need to feed, twisting them into something monstrous. Unlike older wendigos, whose minds are wholly lost to hunger, remnants of the child's former self may still linger within, buried beneath layers of instinct and torment. This fusion of innocence and corruption makes the creature unpredictable—perhaps more cunning, perhaps more volatile, but undoubtedly dangerous. Proceed with caution.]

He saw the entrance to the cave. He looked around the crystals which were shown with all the beautiful colors of the rainbow.

[You have no essence of your own or not really anyways so i shall loan you some of my own take a few minutes to learn how to use it.]

[You need to mentally grab at the soft blue energy inside your body]

William searched and found the energy. This was insane! When he closed his eyes to harness he could see the energy it filled his body to the brim! It was so rich that he couldn't see where it ended nor where it began. It was just there, the beginning or end just there. He envisioned his hand reaching out and dipping inside the blue substance.

He awoke in the real world and took a stance and slashed the air. The energy went into the blade and out when he completed the slash. The energy took form and slashed the world.

The cut lingered in the air for a brief moment before fading, the world returning to normal as if nothing had happened. But William had felt it—the shift, the sheer force of the energy leaving him and obeying his intent. It was exhilarating. It was terrifying.

The Catalyst's voice curled through his thoughts, neither a tone of appraisal nor approval, just an observation. William exhaled, steadying himself. His grip on the weapon tightened as he turned his attention back to the cave. The crystals bathed the entrance in shifting light, their colors refracting off the damp stone. It almost felt peaceful. Almost.

Chapter three: Challenged