2025-08-05 20:09:02Max woke up on the floor again, clutching his head.
“Ugh… what happened last night?” he groaned, eyes barely adjusting to the morning light. Then his eyes darted to the two things floating in front of him—one a glowing creature with tiny wings and an attitude, the other a hovering blue screen with his name still glowing: WELCOME, MAXIMUS JOHNSON. His jaw dropped. “Wait… wait, WAIT. You’re—you’re Player Armageddon?” he pointed at the smug flying creature. The creature gave a small bow mid-air. “The one and only. Surprised?” “And you’re… Player Holy?” he pointed to the floating blue system with soft blinking text. A mechanical tone responded as words typed across the screen: [AFFIRMATIVE.] Max threw his hands up. “How is this even—?!” He glanced at the time. “OH CRAP I’M LATE!” Without another word, he grabbed his bag, dashed out the house, and left the glowing system and winged Armageddon behind like forgotten homework. Max barely made it to school, breathless and sweaty. He tiptoed into class, only to hear— “That’s rude.” Max jumped and turned. Player Armageddon was floating right beside him in class, arms crossed, invisible to everyone else. Max ignored him. “Hey, Maximus,” sneered Craig from the back. “Did you forget your job?” Before Max could respond, Craig and his crew surrounded him. Fists flew. Desks shifted. The room filled with quiet gasps—but no one stopped it. No one ever did. Then the teacher walked in. “Settle down,” the teacher yawned, sipping coffee. “Open your books.” He stepped over Max, who was lying bruised on the floor, like he was just part of the furniture. At the back of the room, Player Armageddon and the system hovered in silence, watching. Break time. The bullies handed Max a list of snacks and his own money. “Don’t mess it up again, slave boy,” they jeered. Max dragged his legs through the hallway like a half-dead zombie. “So it’s even worse than we thought,” Player Armageddon said, floating beside him. Max nearly dropped his change. “Holy crap, I forgot you two were here!” [WHAT DO YOU WANT, MAXIMUS?] Holy’s system screen pulsed. Max sighed, defeated. “Look. I don’t know what you want with me. You gave power to the wrong guy, alright? I clicked that yes by accident. I’m just… not that guy.” Player Armageddon hovered in front of his face, eyes serious. “Don’t you want to stand up for yourself? For once?” Max laughed bitterly. “Have you not heard the name? Maximus the Slave Boy. That’s me. Get it tattooed somewhere if you want.” He walked off, snacks in hand, eyes empty. School ended. As usual, Max stayed behind to grind games on the bullies’ phones. They shoved them in his lap, giving him one job: Rank them up or get ranked down himself. He quietly tapped away until the door opened. “Max?” Lisa stepped in, her eyes full of worry. She walked over, took the phone from his hands. “You’re not doing this again.” “But—” Before Max could finish, Craig entered the room. “Hey, hey, hey,” Craig grinned darkly. “You touch my phone, princess?” He backhanded Max. Lisa flinched. “That’s enough!” Lisa shouted, standing between them. Craig smirked. “I’ll stop… if you come with me instead.” Max’s eyes snapped open. “No…” he whispered. Then louder. “NO!” He threw himself at Craig—only to get knocked to the floor again. Blood dripped from Max’s lip. He looked at Lisa. Her fists were clenched, eyes wide with fear. Beside him, the floating system hovered. [DO YOU WANT POWER?] Max stared at Lisa. Then back at the screen. And with all the breath in his lungs, he shouted: “YES!” [COMMAND ACCEPTED.] Blue lightning danced around his body—visible only to him. A surge of energy rushed through his veins. Max stood slowly, eyes glowing faintly, the floor beneath him cracking slightly. Craig raised a fist. “You really don’t learn—” He swung. Max didn’t move. The punch landed—and nothing happened. He stood his ground. Craig’s eyes widened. Max clenched his own fist. [SKILL UNLOCKED: CONSECUTIVE PUNCHES] His fists blurred—one, two, five, ten! Lightning cracked with each hit. Craig didn’t stand a chance. The bully hit the floor, groaning in shock, twitching slightly. Max stood over him, panting. “That… felt amazing.” The system pinged. [FREEBIE MODE DEACTIVATED.] [CURRENT STATS:] Strength: 6 Agility: 4 Stamina: 6 HP: 369 MP: 56 Skills: Locked (1/???) Max blinked as the power left his limbs. His knees buckled slightly. “W-What…?” Armageddon floated over, arms crossed. “ it is temporary.” Max stared at his trembling hands. “So… I’m back to being weak?” Holy's system pulsed gently. [But this time, you don’t have to stay that way.]
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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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