Weak Hero Class 1 Novels & Stories

Is there no such thing as justice anymore? And it wasn’t like Adonis had fought some overpowered monsters or something. These were summoned E-Tier Monsters! They weren’t supposed to yield any substantial EXP! ‘So why…?! WHYYYYYY?!’ There was only one answer to his question, and Rey knew it already. ‘His Hero Class! It has to be!’ It was an S-Tier Class, so of course it had to have numerous privileges that would be considered broken by Rey’s standards. Of course, Rey knew he couldn’t complain since he had quite the broken Skill himself, but the situation felt a little too unfair for him.

"Cree, where are you?" My eyes sting from the smoke as I push through the panicked crowd. Faces blur past me, some streaked with ash, others contorted in fear. I can barely hear my own voice over the cacophony of screams. As I scan my surroundings, my eyes land on a familiar figure. It's Cree, tied to a wall with thick silver chains that bind his wrists and ankles. Blood trickles down his face, mingling with the bruises that mar his skin. The glint of silver reflects off his limp body, sapping him of his strength. My great grandmother's words echo in my mind - werewolves and silver do not mix. It is their ultimate weakness. And here he is, the strongest wolf I know, subdued by this simple me

Is there no such thing as justice anymore? And it wasn’t like Adonis had fought some overpowered monsters or something. These were summoned E-Tier Monsters! They weren’t supposed to yield any substantial EXP! ‘So why…?! WHYYYYYY?!’ There was only one answer to his question, and Rey knew it already. ‘His Hero Class! It has to be!’ It was an S-Tier Class, so of course it had to have numerous privileges that would be considered broken by Rey’s standards. Of course, Rey knew he couldn’t complain since he had quite the broken Skill himself, but the situation felt a little too unfair for him.

The Wild willows’ secret which they kept well. Alpha Justin wasn’t always sick, he used to be the strongest warrior of Wild Willows and the only one with the Alpha’s blood running in his veins in the pack. He had won the Wild Willows the name ‘strongest pack’ in the days of his glory and strength before the misfortune befell him. He fell victim to poisoning which eroded his immune system and left him pale and sickly. “You know you shouldn’t be standing for long, and by the window at that. What if you catch a cold?”

"Show us what you've got." Ray walked over and casually lifted a treadmill with one hand. He tossed it into the air and caught it again, as if it weren't a machine weighing hundreds of pounds but a ping-pong ball. A powerhouse indeed. One of them laughed. "Bro, that's not just a powerhouse. We call that a warrior-type—high defense, lots of health, and huge strength. Just like a warrior in an online game." Heh. A bunch of gaming addicts. Ray didn't argue. Instead, he asked, "With my level of strength, what kind of treatment can I get?"

The top class was stated as Special Class S with strong individual strength and abilities during their test. The second class was Special Class 1. It was mixed with strong and moderate individuals. Why there were still some strong individuals in it was because they had a slight low performance in the test before or from their Appraisal Body Data. The third class was a Special Class 2 same category as Special Class 1. The rest were normal classes. Starts from Class A to Class C were for individuals with weak strength but had still had good performances during the test. Leqaria was a strong individual and she was put in Special Class 1 while her teammates in Special Class 2. She should have be

'' Then she exposed her hand to me, unconsciously I trusted her, and put my hand into hers. In a blink of an eye, I was back in the real world. And now, I feel a bit stronger than before. Just by then, I felt the aura of someone standing behind me. On the right, I turned and launched my first punch into the jaw of the invisible vampire. Though I still can't see him, I'm able now to feel his every moment. I kept kicking and punching, also scratching while using my fangs, but the dude in front of me was way stronger than me. The energy was drowning me. I was about to give up, Elijah's voice popped up in my ears '' Silas! I guess this is enough for now.'' Then the other vampire whose name is Si

“You were bullshitting your class, weren't you?” “Mister Zeke, that's enough.” James went between Zeke and Q. “Classes are sensitive information. You understand that, correct?” “It only matters if they're high tier,” Zeke rebutted. Classes are classified into tiers. Humans always did enjoy rankings and tier lists. Common tiers are basic classes. Swordsman. Healer. Mage. Ranger. Those are some of the common classes. A dime a dozen. But these classes tend to be starting points for growth. Middle tier classes are those with specializations. Swordmaster. Light Mage. Spirit Priest. These classes branch out from common classes. The possibility of classes growing is what drives most breakers to get

How should I start writing. "Hey Diary, Here comes another day of my so-called Regular Boring College Life. Or I shouldn't say it boring as it was full of nonsense. All the people I know here, are shitty. But, all this nonsense can't help me forget about my Unknown Hero. How can I forget him? He has something super natural in him.

This was not a level an ordinary martial artist could attain. Hero pondered this. His physique should be strong enough to fight a peak martial arts saint. "Who exactly are you? How did you possess such a powerful physique?" Hero questioned with clenched teeth. "All you have is a mere mortal's physique." Chase shook his head and smiled tauntingly. "I remembered the Hawkinses aren't as weak as you." "You arrogant bastard!" Hero could no longer hold back his temper when he heard Chase's words. His body suddenly exploded with great power.