M 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."

“To be honest, I don’t really remember what I screamed. It was a little before… “Of course, a huge beast is rushing after you. I can’t even imagine how it is - a wolf puts a mark on a person, - Marta threw up her hands. - Huge mouth and thin neck! “It was more fun when she marked him,” Ba said. All the women, except those who joined us later, laughed. I was at that wedding ceremony, but I already remember the details very badly. "His mark healed much faster," Lark grumbled, adjusting the collar of his shirt to hide the bite mark. No matter how many years passed, it was still clearly visible. Wangity label, true pair label.

"I know, but I told you not to worry, the kingdom knows what it does. Those 3 are E-ranks but don't underestimate the abnormal nature of Avatars." "Listen, I understand for the balder boy, and I feel the power of this nosy guy but... An E-rank shaman? I can't let someone like that enter a D-rank rift." The members of the group looked at each other, Marie, biting her lip, raised her voice. "He may be an E-rank, but he's very talented. If we want to win we need him." "Y-Yeah, He's the one who trained me as a warrior, he's annoying but not incompetent!"

“Rank Two: Tabitha Ramsey.” One of Nessa’s group. “Rank Three: Mariah Keaton.” Another one. “Rank Four: Maria López.” Of course. The ranks continue. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Not me. My stomach sinks like a stone. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Still not me. What. The actual. Fuck. I kept up with everything. I ran in HUMAN FORM and still stayed with the pack. I didn’t gas out.

“Louder this time. The walls listen.” I swallowed. “Our bodies are vessels,” I recited, voice obedient, familiar words scraping my throat. “Our blood is borrowed. Our breaths are offerings. We are the chosen keepers of the Mark, the last gate between this world and the hunger beneath it.” “And the Mark?” she prompted. The skin on my left shoulder prickled as if it heard her. “The Mark is not a curse,” I said. “The Mark is the seal.” Mother Elara’s gaze softened, but not with affection. With reverence. With fear.

I've had my fill. Ban: Haha. Hope I didn't traumatize you. Anyway. Who was that just now? Seik: Raka Helmarc. I heard that their familia has an extremely close relation with Lord Ira's familia. Ban: So what was his problem? Seik: That's just his personality. He is the current Rank 3 of this class and has his eyes on the top rank for a long time now. Ban: Why don't he at least aim for Rank 2 at the moment?

"Alright." Then, she handed a bronze plate to him. "Here's your tag. To reach the next rank, you just have to bring in ten bronze tags from completing quests to exchange for a silver rank tag. It's that easy." Caleb nodded. And with that, he was now the mercenary with the call sign 'Death'. He had done his homework and studied the class of mercenaries too. It went in the ascending order of bronze, silver, gold, platinum, prince, king, honor, supreme, and legend, with the finders of the Merc Union being legend rank themselves, each of whom were Emperor rank in cultivation!

she finished and those amber eyes went to the place I was to also remain immobile before my incredulous gaze. “What did you say your name was?” I asked a few decibels above my regular voice. “Oh, Mark! So good you came, you were the only one missing.” I heard the voice of Kristopolis somewhere in the room, but my eyes were still locked with the woman’s who was a few meters from me, noting how pale she went when she heard my name. “Mark?” she said in a whisper. “Yes... Marcus Sanders.” confirmed Paul looking at her with worry eyes “he is the owner of the company and promoter of the campaign that you will develop… Are you okay?”

V stated. He flicked his fingers and another thing popped up on the screen along with the current rank it showing. [ CURRENT ] RANK F = SCAN EYES = FIRST MISSION DONE ( YOU HAD UNLOCKED COMMON MARKET, TAP TO OPEN ) SYSTEM REST TIME: None [ NEXT ] RANK E = ARCHIVE = 3M POINTS ( + UPGRADE MARKET ) "What's the market? I have unlocked it?" K Whatever leaned to the front with curiosity.

he exclaimed. "What's the use of her reading that?" he turned to face Andrew while asking him. "We all need to know the classifications of the missions," Andrew simply stated. Ryan opened a book, "It says here that E-ranks solve only Class 'C' missions, D-ranks indulge in Class 'O' and 'I' missions. C-ranks are the ones that cover 'M' and 'O' missions, while B-ranks cover 'X' and 'M' missions. Lastly A-ranks take care of Class 'Z' and 'X' missions."