Level Up Legacy Novels & Stories

She just needed to get through this and then life would go on as normal. “I am also lycan,” she whispered out. “You all knew my father – Russell Heron. He was a great blacksmith.” There is murmuring of agreement. Most the Lycans constantly got their armory repaired by him. “And all of you I suspect are familiar with the Archer Legacy. The legendary Archer bloodline that was chosen has to slay the vampiress--”

Ding! "Congratulations to the host on upgrading the Immemorial Demonic Script to the sixth level." The voice of the System appeared once again in Lucas' mind. 'The sixth level of the Immemorial Demonic Script?' That would mean he did not have to be afraid even if he were to go up against a Rank 3 Surpasser. "You guys go to every spot and gather zombies." Lucas planned to upgrade the zombies of his Apocalyptic Legion into Ancestor Ranked Zombies. Consequently, the zombies of the Apocalyptic Legion went their separate ways in different directions.

She lost her final awareness without the opportune to hear voices saying " Sleep... We will protect you..." Her limped body consigned to the grave inside the sea of thick dark blood... ___________________________________________ [ WELCOME TO THE SECOND WORLD PLAYER] [CONGRATULATIONS ON PASSING LEVEL ONE OF THE SYSTEM...;) ] [YOU WILL RECEIVE THREE NEW ITEMS AS A PRESENT FOR YOUR SUCEED] [--ERROR--] [--ERROR--] [--ERROR--] [ITEMS CAN'T BE REQUIRED... SYSTEM DO NOT RESPOND------------------------------------------] [ITEMS CAN'T BE REQUIRED... SYSTEM DO NOT RESPOND------------------------------------------]

Be as fast as you can. "Okay, Good day Boss, I am the team leader of team two, we were positioned at the Whitefang training ground were we mixed along with them and participated together with them in their trainings without their knowledge, we watched the way the pack trained, their fighting style and how their groupings were usually structured. We found out that they are really simple minded as all their moves are old and unrefined, it's still remains a wonder how they are capable of winning all the battles and invasions they had in the past, But with further investigation those parts will be revealed."

“I’d rather eat a roasted squid, mother. So I’ll catch my own food.” I stood up seriously, not looking at my brother, who was eyeing us suspiciously. Lucien With the wolf dormant inside me, it was easy to take my Luna to the airport. “Lucien, I don’t have a passport. I’ve never needed to fly, my family never had to send me anywhere except by vehicle.” “Don’t worry about those formalities, Layla. I’m an alpha.” Layla let out a mocking laugh as she crossed her arms below her still swollen breasts. I could feel their density, even as I kept the beast inside me asleep with some oriental medicine.

His lips quivered as he tried to speak, but he couldn't even form a coherent sentence. The system chimed. "Uncle Garrett is experiencing absolute terror, a mental breakdown, and failed bladder control. +1,000 rage points! "Rage levels are through the roof as the horde can see the feast but can't taste it! Zombie rage converted to +2,000 universal rage points! "You're just a genius, Flint! You're even milking the zombies for every drop they've got! System is upgraded to Level 2, and the marketplace is now unlocked!"

During every upgrade, the part he always looked forward to most was drawing the Gold Mod. Infinite, Indestructible, Spatial Folding, Infinite Synthesis, Self-Repair. Each one had been a game-changing, fate-defying gift. So what surprise would Level 6, this watershed tier, have waiting for him? At the thought, Jake drew a slow breath and said, low and steady, "Draw the Level 6 Gold Mod."

Is that why he looked so smug and happy? In a daze, I turned back to ask him. Questions were bothering me, and only he would have the answers. As I got close to the living room, I began to hear some conversations; some disturbing conversations… …about my father. ‘The surgery has a forty percent survival rate. Even if George survives, he won’t regain capacity. The company would bleed out before the year ends without intervention.’ It was Reginald, and it seemed he was on the phone with someone. I edged a bit closer to hear better.

Remember running away from the wedding is not the end of it, you still have so much to do if you really want to reclaim your Father's legacy, your legacy" " Hmmph" I breathed heavily into the phone, it was as if someone slapped me back to reality. I needed that "Stay with Mr McQueen and try to get him to marry you. He is the only chance you have, be brave. I mean it's even better now that he already knows everything and still helped, It means that even if he doesn't marry you he can still help out in some way, don't let yourself loose this opportunity" " You are right" " Good luck don't worry about me I will be here when you return" " Ok I will call you when I can"

I asked, my grip tightening at the phone. Alex hesitated. “I don’t understand the entire details, however I realize it includes something international. Dominion wasn’t pretty much energy —it turned into approximately manage. Legacy turned into designed to convey that management into each factor of life. Finance, technology, communications—they desired to centralize the entirety below one system.” Ethan gestured for me to place the decision on speaker, and Alex’s voice crammed the room. “If you’re decrypting it, you want to be equipped for what occurs whilst you open it,” Alex endured. “Legacy is possibly tied to a failsafe— something so one can spark off robotically if it’s tampered with.”