2025-08-05 20:13:32[SUDDEN QUEST TRIGGERED:] [DEFEAT THE ANGRY GIANT — JOHN KENT]
Max read the message with a stiff laugh. “Defeat… him?” he glanced at John—built like a dump truck with fists the size of tree trunks. Max raised his hands nervously. “Listen, John… I can explain this.” WHAM! Max’s explanation was interrupted by a freight-train punch to the gut that sent him crashing into a row of folding chairs. Grimm winced from above. “Yeah, I don’t think he’s in the mood for explanations.” “Screw it!” Max yelled, scrambling to his feet and charging forward. “Consecutive punches!” [ERROR: SKILL LOCKED.] Max’s heart skipped. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S LOCKED?!” John’s fist answered for the system with a crunching blow to Max’s side. He dropped to his knees. [HP: 23/369] “System!” Max barked through the pain. “Help me!” [INSERT BRONZE KEY TO UNLOCK A SKILL] Max dug through his pocket, hands trembling, finally pulling out the bronze key. He slammed it into the system’s glowing slot. [SKILL UNLOCKED: FALCON DROP] “A devastating aerial spinning kick aimed at the target’s skull.” “Oh, we’re doing this,” Max grinned. He charged forward, the memory of Craig’s punch, John’s foot, the name ‘slave boy’ echoing in his head. Max leapt—but the system buzzed again. [INSUFFICIENT MP. 100 MP REQUIRED.] Before Max could scream, John uppercutted him so hard he tasted Tuesday. [HP: 9/369] Max collapsed, clutching his ribs. “Grimm… your turn. How do I use your powers?” Grimm smiled. “Finally. I thought you’d never ask. All I have to do is—” “JUST DO IT!” Max screamed as John charged. Suddenly— CRACK! John stumbled backward, a red mark on his cheek. Max blinked. “Wait… that was my fist.” He staggered into a fighting stance—feet planted, arms loose, calm… precise. Grimm smirked. “Congratulations. You’re now borrowing the soul of the legend: Bruce Lee.” Max’s body moved on instinct. Every punch, every dodge, every parry—fluid, exact. John swung wide, but Max slipped each hit like he was water. But then… Max frowned. His punches weren’t doing real damage. “Grimm!” he gasped. “He’s not even flinching!” Grimm nodded. “Physique difference. Your speed’s great—but strength? You’re a chihuahua slapping a boulder. You’ve got one minute before the soul expires!” “System!” Max shouted, “Do I still have the attribute points from my first fight?!” [YES.] “Put them all into strength! Now!” [STRENGTH: 6 → 11] Max’s next punch? John felt it. Crack by crack, his face started bruising. Max ducked a hook and landed three jabs, a spin, and a palm strike. John stumbled. “What the hell…” Max leapt into the air. “Let’s finish this—!” Then his legs gave out. [SOUL LINK EXPIRING… 3… 2… 1…] [DISCONNECTED.] Max crashed to the ground, twitching in pain. “Grimm… why does everything hurt?” he groaned. Grimm hovered beside him, arms folded. “Because you just used Bruce Lee’s soul in a body that’s never even won a dodgeball match. You thought this was free?” John got up slowly, enraged. “You’re dead, kid.” He stepped on Max’s face, pressing down. Max, through muffled pain, started laughing. “You think I’m alone?” The elevator dinged. Max grinned. “He’s here.” John turned—ready for a fight. No one was there. He turned back. Max… was gone. “WHAT THE—WHERE’D HE GO?!” Max had dragged himself into a dark corner, barely able to breathe. “Okay… maybe not my best plan,” he wheezed. He whispered, “System. What does the silver key do?” [UNLOCKS ADDITIONAL STATS.] Max fumbled in his pocket—empty. “No… no no no!” Grimm hovered above. “Maybe you dropped it during your mid-air flailing?” Max scrambled back into the room. There, under a table—the silver key. He grabbed it—but a roar echoed. John had seen it too. The giant charged like a rhino. Max didn’t hesitate. He jammed the key into the system. [CHOOSE STAT TO INCREASE] “MP!” > [MP INCREASED BY 150.] John lunged. Max ran toward him, leapt, stepped on his knee, then his shoulder—launching into the air. “FALCON DROP!!” Spinning mid-air like a cyclone, Max delivered a bone-shattering kick to John’s skull. BOOM! The ground cracked as John hit it. [QUEST COMPLETE.] Max stumbled backward, arms up in triumph. “I DID IT! WOOOOO—” WHACK! Craig sucker-punched him from behind. “You’re DEAD, MAX!” But then… CREEEEAK. The back door opened. A mountain of a man ducked into the room—twice the size of John, bald, arms like tree trunks, and wearing a staff badge. His eyes locked on the crumpled body of his younger brother. “…Why is my brother on the floor?” Craig’s eyes went wide. He bolted, slamming doors, yelling, “EVERYBODY OUT! THE BOSS IS HERE!” More doors opened. Craig’s whole gang started pouring into the room—over 20 people, all in various states of rage, realization, or running. Max blinked, half-conscious. “Well... this is escalated quickly.”
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Chapter twenty three: Never Give Up
Kael’s grip tightened like an iron vice around Max’s leg. Before Max could react, Kael dragged him across the floor, the tiles scraping his back raw. Then, with a guttural roar, Kael swung him overhead and hurled him into the ground. The impact rattled Max’s bones, forcing the air from his lungs in a choking gasp.Dazed, Max struggled up on trembling arms. His vision swam, but Kael was already there, moving like a predator.WHAM!A fist slammed into Max’s ribs.BAM!An elbow cracked against his jaw.THUD!A knee drove into his stomach, folding him like paper.Each strike tore deeper into his body, leaving him staggering like a puppet barely holding its strings. His breaths came ragged, blood dripping down his lip, his legs unsteady.Kael sneered. “What’s wrong, boy? You slowing down?”Max’s body screamed for rest. His swollen eye barely opened, yet he refused to drop. Step after step, he forced himself forward—toward Kael.Then, with a weak grunt, he threw a punch.It barely grazed Ka
Chapter twenty two: Stun Smash
The sound of splintered wood echoed through the hall as Kael dropped the stick he’d been wielding. The weapon clattered to the floor, forgotten. His face twisted into a cold grin as he seized Max by the collar, lifting him off the ground like he weighed nothing.“Sticks are useless,” Kael sneered, his breath hot on Max’s face. “Hands are better.”Max clenched his teeth, glaring. The moment Kael loosened his grip just slightly, Max twisted, activating Blind Spot Strike—a skill meant to strike where the enemy couldn’t defend. But Kael’s reflexes were inhuman. With one arm he caught the blow, blocked it like swatting a fly, and hurled Max across the room.Max crashed into the wall, coughing. He staggered to his feet, chest burning.Kael dusted his hands like the fight was already won. “You know,” he said casually, “I did some digging on you.”Max froze.“I learned something… fascinating.” Kael’s eyes narrowed. “Your mother—Amanda Johnson. She wasn’t just anyone. She ran the Moonlight She
Chapter twenty one: The Rising Clashes
“Don’t forget our deal, Max,” Jacob muttered as they approached the half-finished construction site, his voice sharp and arrogant. “Once we’re done here, the representative position belongs to me. You were just keeping it warm.”Max tightened his grip on the metal bat and didn’t even glance at him. “Shut up and do the job.”They pushed open the loose steel door and stepped inside. The stale air reeked of dust and paint, but what caught their eyes wasn’t the smell—it was the twenty students of Swisscom High lined up in formation at the entrance.One of the guards stepped forward, a thick wooden stick in his hand. “Bloomfield trash. Leave now before you regret it.”Neither Max nor Jacob moved. The silence stretched, tense and heavy.“Did you not hear me?!” the boy yelled. He charged forward, raising the stick.“Max—” Jacob started, but before he could finish, the stick came down across his back.The crack echoed through the half-constructed floor. But Jacob didn’t even flinch. Slowly, h
Chapter 20: The Dungeon Party
Max sat on his bed with one hand pressed gently against his swollen eye while the other held the dungeon map. The glowing parchment pulsed faintly with red lines that shifted like veins, as if alive, mocking him with the quest requirements.[Quest Requirement: Minimum of Two Party Members]“Of course… figures I can’t just go solo,” Max muttered, dropping the map on his lap. “Why can’t this system let me breathe for once?”Grimm appeared in his spectral form, arms crossed and expression sly. “Because, partner, it wouldn’t be fun otherwise. Besides… you’re strong, but even you need backup.”“Backup, huh…” Max thought about his classmates. The first name that came to mind was Chris. At least Chris was loyal. Maybe he’d be willing to tag along.The next morning, Max approached Chris near the lockers. “Hey Chris, you free this weekend? I’ve got… something big. Might need your help.”Chris laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Max, you know I’m no fighter. I’d probably faint the
Chapter 19 – The Unlikely Bodyguard
The school break the next day felt heavier than usual. Max leaned against the wall of the courtyard, staring at the ground as though the tiles themselves had answers hidden beneath them. Lois stood in front of him, hands on her hips, repeating his own words from the day before with a sharp look on her face.“So… let me get this straight,” she said slowly, raising a brow. “You lost the check, and now you have no choice but to take up my father’s offer?”Max sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. That’s basically it. Not like I planned for it. But what else can I do?”Lois tilted her head, studying him with that mischievous spark she always had in her eyes. Then, suddenly, she leaned closer. “Max… do you own a suit?”Max blinked. “A suit? What does that have to do with—”“Never mind,” Lois cut him off with a wave of her hand, smirking. “Don’t worry about it. After school, I’ll get you one.”Max frowned. “Wait, what—”The bell rang, cutting off his question. Lois simply winked and
Chapter Eighteen – Weapon Mastery Unleashed
The streetlights flickered weakly above, casting long shadows across the deserted road. Max stood rigid, his fists clenched, glaring at the mountain of muscle in front of him. The man was built like a tank, veins bulging along his arms as if they might burst any second. His cruel smirk only deepened when he saw Max’s stance.“Look at you,” the bodybuilder sneered, his laughter booming like thunder. “Are you seriously planning on fighting me? Don’t make me laugh, kid.”Max didn’t respond. His blood was boiling, his heart pounding against his ribs so loudly it almost drowned out the man’s words. He took the first step forward, then another, and with a sharp breath, he launched a barrage of punches at the man’s chest and jaw.Thud. Thud. Thud.It was like punching a brick wall. The bodybuilder didn’t even flinch. Instead, his grin widened.“My turn.”The man’s massive fist swung with terrifying speed. Max barely had time to react before the blow connected with his side. Pain exploded thr
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