Novel Second Life Ranker Novels & Stories

Noticing my calm, detached demeanor, her carefully guarded composure started to falter. She leaned in close, and her breath was warm against my ear. "I'm sorry, Eleanor, but you'll never beat me in this life." Since she wasn't hiding the fact that she'd been reborn, I saw no reason to pretend either. My eyes narrowed as I shot back, "And what makes you so certain of that?" A cold gleam sparked in Alice's gaze. Her tone was saturated with arrogance. "Sadly, you've bound yourself to that good‑for‑nothing man. The day I bear a child, you will be cast to the very depths of society for the rest of your life."

Aside from being 20 years older than me, no one had anything bad to say about Kenneth. At the end of the day, I was still Mom's biological daughter. Even if she wasn't exactly fond of me, she wouldn't let me live too miserably. If word got out about her mistreating me, people would accuse her of playing favorites. It would then ruin Winona's reputation. Still, stolen goods were always better. Winona lived her life as a rich man's wife. She spread rumors that I was promiscuous. Because of that, no unmarried man wanted me, and even middle-aged men rejected me.

Chase Lister, my junior in university, spread his arms wide, firmly shielding me behind him. He frowned and looked at Mom and Dad with disgust. "I've never seen parents as shameless as you two!" he shouted. "Why should you sacrifice one child's life for the sake of the other? "What's so good about Jane? She's just a useless, spoiled trust-fund brat! How can you be so biased? She doesn't even hold a candle to Yvonne! You two must be completely blind to trade a diamond for a piece of glass!"

Melissa's POV “The rules are violently simple. Stay alive, or die nicely," The system announced casually as though reading a weathermple. Stay alive, or die nicely," The system announced casually as though reading a weather forecast. “Each player possesses a number engraved on their shoulder. The number indicates your rank, and your ranks indicate your likability value. Here your likeability value influences your standard of living here. There are 101 ranks in total." My heart sank to my stomach.

“I, on the other hand, am worth everything. In fact, I am worth itself. I am who people claim to know just to get ahead in life, Ashantu. I do not have to pretend to be something else just to live amongst people she breaks her back for.” Her jaw tightened, leading to a distraction in her stare. Just the perfection I needed. My hands slipped into my cloak as I reached for my charm. Ashantu was no ordinary person, so I couldn’t let my motives be known before they were exerted; hence, I risked losing to her. “I am the Mother Luna, and not only am I stronger than you in life, but I am also better in all other ramifications. Even in spirituality you claim to be the best.” The moment I said the la

Rows and rows of tombstones lined up in an arranged order as Luna drove past, Luna glanced at the names on the tombstones as she always did whenever she came to the memorial ground. Lisa Hackney III (the third), Jaime Crow Sullivan, Kira Langdon, Larry Samuels II (the second). and as always, Luna wondered what their stories were. The third, the second, names that sounded important and highborn. They probably had generational wealth and influential families who were still alive. Luna had never bothered to research them, the only reason she even knew of their names was because the grave of someone she loved was in the same place as hers. She was not the sort of person who judged another human

” Maya explained easily as we listened closely. “Rank 5 are mostly the caregivers, those who focus on farming, production, maintenance and stuff like that.” “And Rank 6?” Lila asked. Maya gave us a thin smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Those of us who don’t hold any real position. Wolves without no claim to power or leadership. Just ordinary wolves.” I frowned seeing her shoulders slump. She was one of the lowest ranked wolves on Ravencrest. It makes sense why she didn’t look down on us in disgust.

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 could feel their hunger, their need to dominate. This ranking system wasn’t just a game—it was a war waiting to happen. My wolf stirred, restless, eager for the challenge. But something else tugged at me, a faint pull I couldn’t shake. I pulled out my phone, the screen flashing with the notification. Cassian Virex. Dominion: Solas. Rank: 95. The three-point Bloodborn bonus had pushed me higher, just shy of perfection. Ronan leaned over, whistling low. “Ninety-five, huh? Not bad, golden boy. Guess I’ll have to settle for second place.” He flashed his screen—Rank 92, plus his own three-point boost.

What the hell is wrong with this man? --- Back in the safety of my dorm, I open the Academy's main network app to calm my racing heart. Nothing calms me down like looking at money. The Academy has multiple public leaderboards. I click on the Solo Credit Ranking, my eyes scanning the top ten. Every single one of them is a Level 6 monster, and the absolute top ranker is sitting on over a hundred million credits. I click on my own profile. Balance: 450 Credits. I don't feel jealous. I just feel a cold, sharp surge of ambition.