Romans & histoires Sleeping Ranker

LYRA The girls were wrong. I didn't make it two days; we're on day seven, and by some miracle, I am still here. And I am now ranked ninth. My number one critique is still “disobedience”, for not shifting, but screw it. No way I’m doing that. Mother would hate me for it. Dad would turn in his grave. And these warriors would probably kill me for it. Zane definitely would. Plus, being ninth on the ranking list improves my chances of staying. I just need to keep my ranking. And ace the elimination. Which shouldn’t be too much of a problem, right?

How can my wolf be special when it is so small? I glance at my alarm clock next to my bed shaking my head. It is almost midnight and still, I cannot fall asleep. My parents were so proud of me today but all I want to do is crawl into a deep dark hole and disappear. Today was my graduation where we receive our ranks. I guess it is different now than when my parents were in school. I guess back then the ranking ceremony meant more than it does now. Your rank was what decided who you could mate and marry with. Now though it just gives you a starting point. Like what jobs you can hold within the pack. Me, I ranked as a Delta. Which is only one rank above an Omega, how depressing.

So the inner section was forbidden to venture for weaker fighters. On this planet, there were five ranks of fighters. In order of ascent: Soldiers; Animal Hunters; Thrashers; Predators; and Nightmares. Soldiers were the normal humans. They were humans that hadn’t consumed the New Type potion or the now unavailable Savior. Because they had no way to unlock their potential without these potions, their strength was limited, and they were only able to go against other normal humans and normal beasts of this world. Soldiers were very common, and they occupied a large chunk of a human settlement’s fighting force. They were usually referred to as ‘Normies’ by the New Types.

his head slanted slightly as if he's trying to read my reaction. "Is Enzo surprised?" my mouth was still left open because I can't still believe what I am seeing now. Mythical Glory is the highest rank in the game and if you just know how really hard to rank up. "Did you play the game all night long? And why does my phone's battery is still fully charged? What did you do?" I was so frustrated with this robot! "The game was easy, though. What is longer is Aiden and Johnson conversatㅡ" I didn't let him finish his line when I suddenly cut him off.

The ghosts looked fully recharged, lounging around in small groups and staring at me with bright, expectant eyes. A cold, mechanical voice rang in my head. "Game completion reaches 100%. Congratulations on clearing the game, Player. You will be logged out in ten minutes." I froze and was utterly stunned that everything had gone by in just a brief blur. Though it was a horror game, it felt like I was just here working part-time. With a sigh, I put on my brightest smile. "Free hugs limited to one per ghost. Anyone?"

They let me sleep for about an hour before leaving. They paid for my Uber and I managed to get home when mum want around. If she’d seen the eye bags I’d gotten from crying, she’d scream. I literally had no tears left to cry because I felt so freaking dehydrated. I could barely sleep so during the night, I opened the game to see what was happening. My name was no longer on that board, and I had a rank assigned to me. “#38?” I remember there were hundreds of players on the list. So that meant I probably ranked pretty high…

If someone’s attacking me and I might end up with this fucking disease, whatever the fuck it is, I’m going to take them down any way I can. Andrew and Jackson groaned at the same time. ‘But the first couple of Sleepers dropped after they’d been shot, didn’t they?’ said Bridget. ‘I just think they adapted. One gets shot, the others learn to compensate. It’s like the whole of Middletown is a hive mind now.’ ‘Like the Borg in TNG,’ said Jackson. ‘Thank you!’ Andrew laughed. ‘Yes! Exactly right, that man. God, where have you been all day?’

The Rank 1 Ultimate Earth Ranked Realm Dark Races was terrified to the extreme. The person in front of the Rank 1 Ultimate Earth Ranked Realm Dark Races was none other than... Lucas!

"I see. And who, pray tell, might the boss be?" He shrugged. "Me, of course." "Figures." I started to walk away but motioned with my head for him to follow. "So, are you coming?" He chuckled, setting a plate on a table. Then he looked over at what appeared to be a much older wolf. "Sam, take over for me. I'll be right back." "Yes, sir," Sam replied. One thing was certain: Visual age had nothing to do with rank here. Rank appeared to be based strictly on merit, ability, or by the strength of the wolf.

In reality, it did but it was so miniscule that it could be regarded as inexistent. She was confused about this but knew that it wasn’t yet time for her to know more. ‘Just wait! I’ll reach rank S eventually and get all those information!’ There was seven ranks based number of completed missions and grading. Rank S: 100 Rank A Missions or 28 Rank S Missions Rank A: 50 Rank A Missions or 10 Rank S Missions Rank B: 30 Rank B Missions or 10 Rank A Missions Rank C: 25 Rank C Missions or 7 Rank B Missions