2025-10-18 00:45:34Devon stared at the golden panel hanging in the air, the text glowing black. A flush of excitement warmed him, the idea of gaining Anubis's power, but something about the text bothered him.
'Why is the damn status so long?'
He focused, reading the lengthy text from the top, his eyes scanning every line.
[STATUS WINDOW]
[Name: Devon Adams Lambert] [Title: Heir of Anubis] [Rank: C — Adept Absorber] [Level: 1] [Health: 220/220] [Mortuary Essence (ME): 100/100]He blinked at the initial bars. 'You've gotta be kidding me," he whispered, careful not to wake Raline. "This is… this is like a real LitRPG."
He let out a short, nervous laugh, a mix of disbelief and gallows humor. "I read so many of these novels, they always talk about power systems. And now I actually get one?"
His eyes slid to the next section.
[Statistics:]
- [Strength (STR): 14] - [Agility (AGI): 13] - [Vitality (VIT): 15] - [Intelligence (INT): 16] - [Wisdom (WIS): 17] - [Charisma (CHA): 10] - [Defense (DEF): 13] - [Luck (LCK): 11]"Fourteen Strength?"
Devon paused. He remembered the stat blocks from his comic reading. Normal humans usually maxed out at five or six. Maybe an elite soldier hit eight.
"So I'm… superhuman now?"
He looked down at his hands, then clenched a fist. Something did feel different. A subtle density in his muscles and a lightness in his lungs. Curious, he reached for the backpack he had packed earlier. He lifted it easily with one hand.
"Holy shit."
His mind, conditioned by endless hours of fiction, immediately began to analyze the panel. "C Rank… so I'm not starting from scratch. Systems usually begin at E or F."
As he scrolled down, a cold dread replaced the excitement. The list of skills was unsettling.
[Skills:]
- [Death Sight] - [Essence Siphon] - [Minor Life Drain] - [Spectral Hand] - [Ephemeral Shift]"All of these… they're about death."
A shiver ran down his spine. He swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure. "Death Sight… means I can see auras? Essence Siphon… drawing out death energy? And Life Drain… sucking the actual life out of people?"
Devon inhaled deeply, letting the breath out slowly. It was shaky. "So… I'm some kind of Necromancer. But, like, the Anubis edition."
He continued reading, and the final line made the hairs on his arms stand up.
[Corruption Gauge: 0%]
"Corruption…" he murmured. So, the warning Anubis gave him, the one about not becoming like the demons—it had an actual indicator.
"Oh, fuck." He realized the crucial difference between this and typical Necromancy. "A regular Necromancer just controls dead bodies. But this system… it's like I'm becoming part of death itself."
He stared at his palms with rising horror. "Every time I siphon a soul, I get stronger. But there's a risk of going mad… it's way riskier than boring ass Necromancy."
"Devon…?"
Raline's voice, rough and weak, cut through his thoughts.
He started, and the golden panel instantly vanished. As he turned toward her, a second shock hit him.
The huge, empty, dark mini mart was completely visible to him, just as if all the overhead lights were on. But the power was still dead.
'Is this the Death Sight doing its thing?'
"Devon… why is it so dark?" Raline's voice came again. He could see her clearly as she tried to sit up. He rushed to help steady her.
"Why are you up?" Devon asked, grabbing a bottle of water for his sister. She took it, gulping down two mouthfuls.
"I've slept too much," Raline replied, glancing around, though all she saw was pitch black. The candle Devon had lit earlier had burned out. "We're still here, huh?" she said, sounding unsure.
Devon sighed. "Yeah. Don't know how long we'll stay, but we're safe for now."
She nodded. He asked her, "Are you hungry?"
Raline turned her head towards the sound of her brother's voice, which she couldn't see in the dark. She answered, "No. Besides, we can't see anything. How would you even find it…"
Devon bit back the urge to say 'I can see everything, though.' Instead, he simply reached for the snacks he'd gathered earlier from the overturned racks. "I organized stuff this afternoon. Makes it easier when it's this dark," he said, setting a few packets next to Raline.
Her face brightened, even though he was the only one who could see the expression. She instantly grabbed a packet she recognized as her favorite chocolate bar. She ripped it open and ate with obvious pleasure.
He watched her, considering his options. Should he tell her about the system, about his vision, which he knew wasn't a dream—of Anubis?
As she enjoyed her chocolate and Devon debated, a quiet but distinct scraping sound echoed in the dead silence of the night. The sounds seemed to come from the ground, from places where asphalt and cement didn't cover the earth.
Devon tensed. The sound wasn't in one place. It was in several, simultaneously. "What the hell is that…" he whispered, his voice catching in his throat.
He stood up immediately. Raline, who had also heard the noises, didn't move. She knew getting up would only increase the risk of her stumbling and making a noise that could attract any nearby skeletons.
Through a small gap in the boarded up third floor window, he peered out. Even without streetlights, he could see everything clearly. The patches of earth, especially beneath the trees between the buildings, were moving, as if something was pushing its way up from below. Almost every patch of exposed dirt was disturbed.
From the moving ground, Devon saw a faint glow of dark black light streaked with thin, golden threads. He squinted, recalling the description of his new passive skill.
[Death Sight (Passive): Detects the presence, movement, and residual aura of souls, both living and dead, within 200 meters. The clarity of vision depends on spiritual resistance and environment.]
'Don't tell me what I'm seeing now is the aura of a bunch of undead…'
His hope was immediately dashed. From the disturbed soil, skeletal hands, their white bones contrasting sharply with the dark aura surrounding them, clawed their way out of the ground.
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Chapter 88. Rule Implementation
They reached the main building and began organizing the supplies, with Williams took charge in delegating the tasks efficiently. The territory then buzzed with people that were organizing, preparing, or even making their space more defensible and functional.Devon went to the building's upper level, looking out over their territory and the plaza beyond, where hundreds of groups were doing the same thing like their group was.But how many would actually make it through the Second Round?"Penny for your thoughts?" Raline appeared beside him, watching over the buzzling plaza below them. "Just thinking about the odds," Devon admitted. "We lost almost half the participants in the First Round. The Second Round will be worse.""Then we should get better, stronger, smarter, and more prepared. That's all we can do," Raline said simply."You make it sound easy.""It's not easy, but simple, my big bro," she replied, leaning against the railing.Devon smile slightly. His sister had always been b
Chapter 87. Viktor of Mega Faction
Seichi hunched forward, resting both elbows on his knees. His fists pressed against his chin. “Yeah, exactly. Everyone cleared an entire floor when he walked in. No one dared mess with him. That aura was no joke.” Ignatia leaned back against the stone bench she was sitting on, arms crossed tightly over her chest. “He didn’t even say a word. Just stood there, and people backed off. That’s the kind of intimidation we’ll be facing.” Devon exhaled slowly, his eyes narrowing. “So the mega faction is already flexing. Which means Neutral Ground isn’t as safe as it looks. They can move without breaking the rules.” He turned back to Seichi and Ignatia. “Did he see you?” “Yeah. We weren’t exactly hiding. Maybe he noticed us, but he didn’t approach or anything. Just looked for a minute, then moved on.” “He was sizing us up,” Seichi said. “Frida was right, Devon. There’s no way he ignores other strong groups.” “Can you guess how strong he is?” Devon pressed, trying to gather as much i
Chapter 86. Being Watched
“Where do we meet again later?” Raline asked. “Let’s regroup at the fountain after four hours. That should be enough time for everyone,” Grendel decided after thinking for a moment. They split up, each heading toward their assigned destinations to buy the supplies they needed. Devon and Raline walked together toward the medical supply section. The place was quieter, cleaner, and more organized than the rest of the Market District. The sharp smell of antiseptic filled the air. “This place almost feels normal, like when we used to shop back home,” Raline murmured as she inspected surgical tools one by one. Devon chuckled softly. “Except now we’re shopping so we don’t die in a damn death tournament.” “You’re so pessimistic…” Raline muttered, glancing at him while he just shrugged indifferently. For an hour they picked out everything needed for Raline’s medical team to treat and heal the participants. The prices were reasonable, one full medical kit cost 500 SP. They bought
Chapter 85. Shopping
Valdris laughed again, his voice sounding more like a monster than a man, then turned to face his companions. “But I think this is necessary. Devon’s our main death magic user. Boosting his abilities helps the whole alliance.”“That’s true,” Grendel admitted, his thick brows furrowing as he thought hard. “But we also need outfits for everyone, don’t forget. Don’t burn a quarter of our budget on just one damn book.”“What if we use some of our personal points?” Ignatia chimed in. “Each champion has their own stash, so it won’t drain the main pool too much.”“That’s right,” Devon said, checking his total SP, suddenly remembering he had his own.[Personal Survival Points: 18,773]His fourth-place finish in the raid had given him a hefty amount. But spending it all on one book felt risky as hell.“I’ll contribute 10,000 from my personal pool,” Klaus said, stepping forward. “Think of it as an investment in our survival.”“Haha, I’ll throw in 5,000,” Grendel added, slapping Devon’s shoulder
Chapter 84. The Market District
The Market District was massive in scale and messy in every way. Hundreds of people crowded the narrow alleys between stalls, some haggling, some arguing, and others just browsing with sharp, suspicious eyes, always questioning the price or the quality of what was being sold.Through his Death Sight, Devon could see the place was packed beyond belief. Thousands of people, a dozen powerful champions, and the cold, hollow signatures of Guardians standing evenly spaced apart, watching everything with silent vigilance.“Don’t wander off,” Grendel muttered in a low voice. “Don’t get separated, and don’t buy anything without all of us agreeing first.”They moved as one group through the main thoroughfare. Stalls lined both sides, selling anything imaginable.Weapons hung from racks on display. Swords, spears, war axes, bows and arrows, and even strange weapons Devon had never seen before. Some glowed faintly with enchantments, while others looked plain but were clearly well-crafted.Floatin
Chapter 83. Going to Market District
The evening meeting was more crowded than the afternoon one. All the champions were present, along with Williams, Lee, and several other key people in front of their alliance.Grendel stood at the head of the table, looking more rested than he had earlier. “Alright, reports. Devon, Seichi, what did you two pick up?”Devon explained their talk with Frida, including the warnings about the mega faction and the Market District info.“Viktor,” Grendel repeated the name while rubbing his beardy jaw. “Yeah, I know that name. A Rank, Odin’s golden boy. Strong as hell, but his ego bigger than a mountain. If he’s building a mega faction, that’s trouble.”“Should we try talking to them?” Ignatia asked. “You know, try to make friendly ties or something?”“No,” Valdris interjected from his corner. “Groups like that don’t do friendship. They want followers, subordinates. If we approach, they’ll smell weakness.”“So we just ignore them?” Seichi asked.“For now,” Grendel decided. “We stay neutral. Do
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