The Player That Can T Level Novels & Stories

“There’s been a couple of kids who skipped training this past week. We’ve been trying to find out what’s wrong, get them to come back, but they’re proving difficult. Stanley went to see them today. They claim the system is rigged, that you came in and suddenly, you’re almost at the top, but they’ve been stuck at one level for years. I don’t know what magic they think will get them to upgrade, and I almost started throwing punches when I heard they were trying to drag you into it.” “What level are they at?” I ask, a frown on my face. “Two are beginners, and three are level two.” “I struggled at level two. I struggled a lot. Almost thought I wouldn’t make it out of there.” Level two is for spa

[STATUS WINDOW] - Name: Jake Landon - Race: Human - Class: Junior Caster (E-Tier) - Level: 3 (1.44% EXP) - Life Force: 1/3 {Critical} - Mana Level: 5/15 {Locked} - Combat Ability: 5 {Locked} - Stat Points: 0 - Skills (Exclusive): [Fast Learner] - Skills (Non-Exclusive): [Wind Magic Mastery]. [Fast Casting]. - Alignment: Neutral [Additional Information] A human genius who, despite his young age, shows a lot of promise. He’s going to be a talented Mage in the future. He is poisoned.

A sharp cracking sound echoed in the deathly silent room. The Soul Stone… was broken! A broken Soul Stone meant the deceased's spirit couldn't find peace. For werewolves, this was a terrible disrespect, a disaster. The room instantly fell into dead silence. Everyone froze. Especially Ryker. He stared at the "Soul Stone" on the floor, now in pieces. The anger and cruelty on his face instantly froze. Disbelief. He stood there, stunned, his lips trembling slightly as he mumbled to himself: "This… this is impossible… Absolutely impossible! Brynn… Brynn clearly investigated. She said your mother was faking her illness… How could she have a 'Soul Stone'… And… and how could it break?"

“A werewolf cannot become wolfless. The wolf and the human share one body and consciousness.” “Her wolf must still be somewhere inside her,” Ania replied. “But I cannot feel her presence. How am I supposed to treat something I cannot reach?” Leomar stared at Rhea, the relief in his expression disappearing. “Does that mean there’s no cure?” “I didn’t say that,” Ania answered. “There may be healers who knows a cure, but I am only the physician of a single Pack. My knowledge is limited, and I don’t have the resources necessary to investigate a condition this rare.”

Ara POV: "Do you accept your first mission?" "Absolutely not," Ara said out loud, to empty the air, in an empty lot, like a completely sane person. "No. Who even are you? Get out of my head." The voice said nothing for a moment. Then it said, pleasantly and mechanically and with absolutely no regard for her distress: "Designation: LUS. Level-Up System. You have been selected as Player 001." "I don't want to be selected," she snapped. "I didn't apply for anything. I have a plan. My plan involves leaving this city and not dying in a river this time, so if you could just—"

“Instance loading complete. New player account bound!” The voice was a flat, synthetic drone in my skull. A massive, translucent panel materialized in the void before me, numbers glowing with cold finality. “Player ID: 666666.” “Level: 0.” “Points: 0.”

‎On one hand was a vengeful Gavin, and on the other an overprotective James, who would probably try to carry me through the level, cradling me like an egg. ‎The system hummed happily. “Very well.” ‎A small box materialized in front of me. I reached in, ignoring the gazes those extremely charming men in front of me. I let out a small breath, and pulled out a folded slip of paper, and opened it. ‎“PLAYER 70" I frowned. “Who’s Player 70?" I wondered. Someone who ranked that close to the bottom couldn't be a very good partner. ‎Just as I was about to begin panicking, those floating comment erupted.

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------------------------------------------]

I then focused my gaze on the man who was standing in front of me and hadn't said anything else. "It's dark, I've been banished from the pack with no chance of saying goodbye to my family. But what are you trying to say? I refuse to accept that I've been banished. I'm a citizen here, a citizen by birth, and that's enough reason for me to refuse to leave because of such a flimsy case. You're not handling this properly by banishing me without the concept of my parents, so we'll take this case to our real Alpha. You're not yet an Alpha yet, and I just realized the reason for the prolonging of your coronation."

They lose out on stamina on higher levels and get closed up on. [Zeke Arnold: Level seven cleared!] The young man from before pumped his fists in the air. “Fuck yeah!” He shouted before turning to Q and smirking. That was the highest level cleared so far. He was using a two-handed sword but his ability clad his body in electricity. It dealt damage on contact and buffed his speed as well. The next candidates got fired up but they still couldn't reach or clear that level. “Last up, uh…” James furrowed his brow as he was reading the name on the pad.