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All Chapters of The Legendary System: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20
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I Have Powers For A Reason!
[Mission]Defeat Misty Eyes thugs and the hidden boss.Defeat the gang of Misty eyes 350expDefeat Hidden Boss 300expBonus: level 3 power scrollFail to complete mission - electric shock for two minutes or deduct 300exp from the host.Vernon said "They aren't that strong only a few are level 2 and the tattooed dude is a level 2.5 superhuman. And the boss is at level 3. It shouldn't be too hard for ya!" Draven spent 80exp for one speed boost and stamina boost, giving a temporary boost of five stats each. Blood rush through his heart, epic music replayed in his mind. Draven laughed, and plotted 'It will be much easier to surpress them, once I defeat their leader' Draven dashed to the leader. An inch away, Draven covered his fists with fire and punched. The leader activated his ability, turning his arm into iron and blocked Draven's punch.Before the enemy could counterattack, Draven stepped back and front kicked him in the gut. It rebounded.Read more
Familiar
Pushing through the sea of people and from a slit, he caught a sight of her back. He thought 'Hmm, why do I feel she looks familiar... to someone?' The thug roughly grabbed her hips with a lecherous gaze, she slapped him. His face darkened and frisked her to the floor, she closed her eyes tight and curled her head expecting the blow. And before the man could strike her, Draven jumped over with a flying kick in the face; kicking a meter away. *Bang* The spectators gasped. Slowly her eyes fluttered open, bewildered by the events. As a man bleed on the ground. Her earthen eyes widened, seeing her saviour. With a light chuckle, Draven gazed into her eyes and softly mouthed 'Hi' The man rubbed his face in pain, stood on his feet and spat blood. They supported him and drew out their knives. He shouted "Yo punk! How dare you kick me? Don't you know who am I? Draven snickered "Do I look like I care?" A ball of fire crawled around his hand. <
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Bedouin!
After gaming away their worries, they strolled around the mall.                                                                          Sarah eyes sparkled, she stared at the latest winter attire behind the glass frame. Unconsciously, she wandered inside. Draven left in the background humoured and followed her.Her eyes grazed the file of clothes, searching for the particular outfit, she saw outside. She ran and felt the soft woollen fabric against her cheek. She flipped the price tag, her face shrank like a deflated balloon and with a hunch, she dragged her feet.She sighed, glancing down at her
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Kiss...
In the deep spaces of his mind, darkness lurked. Flesh and blood aren't enough to satisfy the great demon, rather the torment of the soul. "Oh, how much I crave for a much tender and succulent soul to feast on..." Through an eerie forest, a dark shadow walked, a blood curdling scream came from below, the still lake. The hoarse wails and the clanging of chains, it was music to his ears. He strolled into the grand palace; his footsteps echoed through the halls. He pushed the giant arched doors and walked to the throne. His subjects chanted his name. 'All hail Kalaraja, Kalaraja... Karlaraja' Detached. Kalaraja passed his chained captives, kneeling on the cold floor. He lounged in his purple cushioned throne, rested a leg on the black armrest. He raised his hand, they stopped chanting. The prisoners then lifted their heads to see their tormentor. They fainted. Underneath his long, blood hair, lied a vicious grin. With hung
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Celebrated Way Too Soon
Draven strolled to an arena nearby, his bracelet vibrated. With a light smile, he excused himself to the washroom. Inside the cubicle, he opened the system interface. [Legend's Scroll] Host: Draven Edgor Castel Age: 17 Health bar: 100% [Host status: Peak Health] [Stats] Intelligence: 18 Strength: 27 Speed: 13 Agility: 8 Stamina: 9 Dexterity: 15 Charm: 13 Luck: 6 Spirit: 20 Overall Power level: 1.0 Power: Invisibility (lvl.1), Fire (lvl.2) Skills: Misdirection, Fire manipulation. Verdict: power of a newly awakened. Still stronger due to the host having higher stats otherwise the host is still weak. [Mission] Defeat Cecilia 450exp [Store] Exp: 950 [Storage] Mystery Map (1/9) [Lucky Draw] Vernon popped near the panel and said "What's wrong? It's just a mission"
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Competitive Spirit
Draven turned invisible and ran to his private room.  Inside, Draven started exercising and lifting weights.  'I can't allow myself to lose! That too to a girl! Rhhh, Damn it!'  Afffected, without Vernon's permission, he doubled the weights on his body.  After working out his back and legs, he skipped the rope for thirty minutes, with a sober expression.  He switched on the battle simulator and turned the nob up hard. He plugged his ears and turned the volume up and popped a pill, strolled to the middle. Shifted his surrounding 
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He has powers!
Moments before, his bracelet buzzed.[Mission]Prove who is the boss!1st team win 250exp2nd team win 250exp3rd team win 300exp4th team win 400exp[Bonus period: any acts of bravery will be multiplied ×2]Failure -1000exp and punishment. His brows furrowed, said "Hey Vernon, What's this?"With the tone of salesman, Vernon replied "Don't be like that. It is a great opportunity for you!"Draven sighed "So, that means I have to show my power before the tournament. I wanted to be low key."Vernon said "Well low key is overrated, it is much more effective to act powerful and aggressive if you want to be respected"Draven said "Anyway I don't have much of a choice"Vernon said "No worries most of them are level 1 or 2, it will be easy""What is the punishment?" Draven asked, since he prefers tasting bitter before sweet.Vernon said "Already expecting a los
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Natalia
The whistle resounded, signalling the third match. The third match, wasn’t going to be a walk in a park. The opposing line up, had three high-end performers. Kayla, Matthew and Shawn, the Tank. Tank wasn't a nickname but a title. For the strongest, muscle headed superhuman of each year. Draven expression turned grim, the crowd in the stands changed their tunes, as their cheers rebervated the air. (loud) A lanky, nerd led his team to the other side. The whistle blew again. At first glance, Shawn may not look much. The lanky teen tossed his thick framed glasses, and his facials muscles contorted as they inflated, double the size. His height shot to ten feet, gigantic muscles sprouted, stretching his flexible clothing. He roared, drumming his rippled chest. The spectators roared along. He slammed his fists on the ground, the balls rebounded. Grabbing the balls in the air and threw them hard, rocketed through the air. In a
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Same Class?
During the break, An enthusiastic boy said "Blake why didn't you just freeze everyone with your power!" Blake dryly replied "Dude, that will be going against the rules" and slouched back, with crossed arms. "Draven, who do you think is a better fire user?" You or Natalia?" Sharing Blake's expression, Draven said "Natalia" while stuffing his face with chocolate tarts. Surrounded by their ardent questions, some even probed about his personal life. Draven blindly nodded, as in the dept of his mind, he was having a conversation with the system. Draven said "Vernon how much of exp do I have now?" "Hold on" Vernon said and displayed his mission status. Mission status: Completed 1st team win   250exp 2nd team win  250exp 3rd team win  300exp 4th team win  400exp Total: 1000 (×2) = 2,000exp Exp harvest (x2): 3,050exp System calculating...Read more
His Obsession.
Painted orange, the sun shimmered in, through the gloomy windows, the curtains danced with the breeze. As the light razed though the shadows, filling it with an orange hue. In the middle, seated a plush recliner, he swirled the wine in his hand, he sighed, staring at the celling. A dreamy smile etched on his gleaming face. "Oh, my Baby… oh my, you are a feisty" His chuckle reverberated through the room. His flagrant eyes unfurled, from the light shuffle of feet. Outside the greyish room, Climbing up, her heels clicked against the wooden stairs. "Good afternoon, young lady" an elderly butler said. Stone-face, she replied "Afternoon, Wilson. Is my brother inside?" Wilson said "Yes, Young master is inside, he must be resting" "Thank you, you may leave"  Wilson bowed and disappeared her sight with quick strides down. Facing his door, her beautiful face contorted into a haggard, scarecrow. <
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