Edora Second Life Ranker Novels & Stories

He pointed his fingers, "Anyway, for people with 50 to 70 necro, they are C rank, 70 to 90 are B rank, 90 to 120 are A rank, 120 to 150 are S rank, 150 to 250 are double S rank, while 250 to 500 are triple S rank. In Lumiere city, there are only five triple S rank." "Who are those?" "Zyrus Valencia, Marco, the city lord and I forgot the other two, but they are the glorious five of the Lumiere City." "Is there someone who's necro is above 500?" "There is." "Reeve Giraudus, I think he has more or less 1,200 necro." "That's a lot." I shook my head off and smirked, "Guess there's no way to be like him eh?" He snapped his fingers and grinned. "I wouldn't say that for sure."

I gawk at the ranking board, and there it is, my name hit top two. So fucking finally. We are only three on the ranking board now. The Reaper is at top 1, I am at top 2, and someone named Vengeance is at top 3. “Who is Vengeance?” I can’t help but ask. “Congratulations, Miss Dora, you just hit the top 2. Now, you only need to fight our top 3 fighter and win, before you’ll be able to fight our top 1, and then you’ll be the new top 1.”

I won't make you wait for long. Feyla: Okay okay. Well then. I look forward to it. Be sure not to drag yourself down and chicken out. Ban: Haha. I understand . Drake: Okay. Now to the main topic. The new updated rank list for the Elite class. He took a cool iPad looking object and read from it. After the duels today, this is the new ranking list. In Rank 1, Feyla Soberta. In Rank 2, Melany Gremore

Xiao Yao said mocking the user a bit, after all, achieving a perfect ranking is only possible in the tutorial. "Tutorial? I didn't have a tutorial, when I woke up in the middle of the war of some ancient empire with the sword stuck in my belly the system I was given announced the mistake of being sent there... Well, it's a long story, I did it win and the lord god apparently to apologize let me have the maximum score. I'm the only SSS rank user, of course, I stole the core of that world, and I was going to destroy... Cough... Cough... well, that's it”

The next day at noon, I arrived at the cafe early. I ordered a long black and sat in the farthest corner to wait. A little past 12:00 pm, Lindsay walked in. She had short hair, wore a white shirt, and wore barely any makeup. She sat down quietly and ordered a vanilla latte. She was so ordinary that she was almost plain. But I saw the ranking above her head at a single glance, and in first place was Lionel. My husband was the most important person in her life, and she, too, was his; the two rankings interlocked end to end, like a closed circle.