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"1 drop of blood = 1 rise. But how much drop I can for before my own life is over?"

After the dimensional storms of the earth, the strange zones of other worlds began to emerge-filled with creatures such as eternity, elves, false angels, demons of hell and black Buddha. These zones not only attack the real world, but also appear as Dungeon games on the phone of some selected individuals.

Zey X, a former professional gamer who is now alienated from the trauma of losing his sister in the storm, accidentally activates the mysterious bloody application: Dungeon.exe. With a drop of blood on the screen, he paved the way to the world of the most cruel game, where every level requires real blood, and each death gives a permanent scars.

But in contrast to other players who risked their lives physically in the dimensional zones, Zey only played over his phone. But the risk is greater: the stronger he is, the faster his body collapses.

With the help of Kara, a hologram entity holding a big secret, Zey climbed the world's top player chart without anyone knowing. Behind the digital curtains, he collects XP crystals, friends, and bloody power that turns himself into a threat to both the world: the real world and the dimension world.

But every game has its end. When the blood of the world began to run out, and all the eyes looked at Zey as the last hope or disaster, he had to choose.

Continue to respond ... or end the game once and forever.

The drop of xp: BLOODY RESPAWN

The sky is dimmed without the moon. The red fog covered the small forest outside the Bunian Prison Zone. Zey was sitting on the edge of the big rock, her chest down slowly. His breathing was heavy, his arm was wrapped in a torn cloth, still bleeding. The old wound has not been able to heal, and the new wound touches the skin without mercy.

His hands are shaking. He tried to open the screen of a bloody phone that was now blood clot. His own blood. Every drop of blood that falls to the screen not only adds XP, but also keeps her emotional fragments: angry, frustrated, revenge, and losing.

"Why is this system like this ... let me?" Zey muttered, her voice was hoarse.

"That's why the system works," Kara replied, its digital voice now that it sounds more human. "The more you hurt, the stronger you are. But the strength is in the price."

Zey sighed. He never thought that playing this game would take him to the brink of life. Not just battles in the virtual world, but a world of bloody reality. Every drop of blood is not only to rise to the level, but to be the raw material that forms the world around it.

Suddenly, the phone screen blinked and released strange notifications.

[XP bleeding accumulated reaching a weapons threshold]

Required Conditions: Active Wounds + 1000xp Bleeding

The XP weapons formation process begins ...

Zey swallowed her saliva. The screen starts to vibrate and turn red. The strange symbol in the form of bleeding veins begins to form in the center of the screen, moving like a pulse.

"Put your hands on the screen," Kara said.

Without asking further, Zey extended her bloody right hand. He applied on the screen.

Suddenly, the red light came out, covering his hand. Extreme pain stabs from the tip of the finger to the shoulder. But he survived.

From the screen, the concentrated light appeared in the form of red crystal flakes, emotional fragments, childhood memories with his sister, guilt, all mixed into one.

[The XP blade was created: "First Sense"]

Stat: Dimensions penetrating attack +20%

Passive Skills: Absorbing - Each attack restores some stamina

Side effects: the more wounds, the more power of the blade

Status: Locked to legitimate owner - Zey

He pulses in his hands like a human pulse. The blades are dark, as if made of shadows and dry blood. At the base, there are signs of small carvings - the eyes are crying.

Zey grasped it loudly. Suddenly, his sister's memory, Zaf, appeared. A little laugh, a cheerful voice that once fueled his life. All of that is sliced into this sword blade.

"This ... a weapon born of my suffering ..." Zey whispered.

"And only you can use it," Kara said. "The XP blade is only obedient to those who dare to bear the wound without running away."

Jin XP floated on the side, this time. He just looks at the blade as if Zey is no longer a normal player.

"Zey," whispered Jin. "With this blade, you will be hunted down. The XP world will notice your presence. And they ... don't like players who are too fast."

Zey smiled thinly. A tired smile, but firm.

"Let me be a disturbance in this system. I will not stop as long as the world is not submissive."

With one swing, the XP blade "first suffered" broke the air, leaving the red impression.

Chapter 10: Blade XP - Weapons from Self Wounds