The Player That Can't Level Up Novels & Stories

Lucas activated the Points Mall in his mind and spent tons of points to purchase ten Genetic Fighters' Upgrading Potions. "You guys, drink this potion," said Lucas. With the death of the village’s leader, only three Genetic Fighters were left in the entire village—a Level 8 Awakened One and two Level 6 Awakened Ones. With such a lineup, they were far too weak. The Level 8 Awakened One and the other two Level 6 Awakened Ones were stunned. They looked at the potions in Lucas' hands suspiciously. "Your Honor, what's that?" asked the Level 8 Awakened One cautiously.

And now, it's my time to roll my eyes at her, knowing I'm about to hear another one of her sexual escapades. “Mav Tanner. Engineering Department. Soccer Team Captain and Striker. 6’2”. Totally ripped and totally sexy.” I should have known… Can't say I'm surprise that she knows Tanner. I mean they're both populars in the campus, so their paths will eventually cross, but I didn't know that even my best friend was not immune to his charms. “From what I’ve heard he is a player. And not just in soccer.” I warned her but then she smiled at me. Her devilish smile, that I knew she was about to do some thing really crazy.

He glanced at the price located in front of where the sword placed. 500 GP was written on the price tag. No need to checked his Wallet Section in Cyber Screen, he already knew that his current money was at most 5,700.50 GP. Last time he upgraded Sistela twice. Actually, like the owner, the deity would also learn some helpful skills when they were upgraded to a certain level. At most at level 1, 10, 20, 30...etc.... Yeah, Yman's Rapid Leap was not his personal ability, it was his deity's skill. He could train himself to execute the skill better than others. But he could not upgrade it through training. This deity's skill could only be ascended through upgrading the deity itself.

Then he stood up and made his way towards me. "Look around you, you thought you had it all, you thought you were a goddess and everyone was beneath you." He said as he held my shoulder and walked around me. "Wow, so this is all about your stupid ego?" I laughed, violently removing his hands from my shoulder. "You're still not getting the picture here cutie." He said as he put his hands on my lower jaw. "Okay, then paint it to my understanding. You know how hard it is to read words written by a five year old, or how hard it is to understand morons who refuse to know their place." I replied with confidence but only just to provoke him.

And as far as it goes, it's severely lacking, and full of glitches and holes that just forces me to drop it every time. The game of life is never fair. It's only enjoyable if your playable character has good base stats from the get-go. But here's the problem; you never get to choose your character, and you can't switch or replace it. You only get to be stuck in that rut that's enforced on you without your consent; unless things get even worse, of course! But there are those who live on the sun-bright side of things and think "It's okay! Once we get older and be in charge, we'll do it all!" But what they don't know apparently, is that getting old is the main problem. It strips you out of what

I burst into tears and was struck with the realization that my parents were the only people I could trust in this world. I thought about all the times I had fought them for Wayne, and overwhelming guilt drowned me. Dad seemed to see straight through my thoughts. He affectionately ruffled my hair and offered me endless understanding and tolerance. … A week later, I met Mason Frost, the heir to one of Jynxwood's elites. I had heard a lot about him, but back then, I despised marriages of convenience, which were built on interests and gain. I had been determined to find true love, only to end up paying for my mistakes in blood.

“I told you not to do that!” He snapped pushing me into the janitor’s closet that had become our normal meeting place. “I’m the captain-” “I don’t care!” He spat. “You will do as told or else-” “Or else what Diego?” I challenged. “You will get yourself and your little friends killed.” When Sienna Leighton exposed and got the school’s golden boy expelled for fixing her polo team’s matches, didn’t just win herself the captaincy, she also put a target on her back from the mafia family running the betting ring. Now, their heir, Diego Morozov has transferred to her school and is in her team to make sure they don’t lose any more money thanks to the self-righteous princess. They hate ea

Host is unable to learn the skills due to The host's low Cultivation level. Danial looked at the System panel and saw three skills that were unidentified and based on the System "Why are there three skills with no name " The System said in a cold voice " That is because the Host's level is not high enough for the System to identify the following skills. The Host is needed to cultivate and level up" Danial shut the System panel and lay on the bed annoyed about the System's restriction. Danial lay in bed with countless thoughts on his mind when suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

Reive snorted. “It doesn’t matter. Of course, your inborn abilities are weak. But a real necromancer will always find a way to become stronger. Even the most gifted necromancer would lose a fight against an undistinguished but more experienced and trained opponent. You can do anything if you want to.”

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