WARNING! THIS NOVEL CONTAINS A RIDICULOUSLY OVERPOWERED MC.

DO NOT! I REPEAT, DO NOT, READ! Unless you're into that shit. This ain't no slow burn, weak to strong, tease. My boy is basically strong from the get go. The premise of my novel is emphasising the idea of the phrase, 'don't judge a book by it's cover.'. The moment you tap and start reading the first chapter, expect an MC who is rarely ever going to lose, one who only seems weak based on the standards on strength that the rest of the world operates by. Expect an MC who goes against reason, common sense and everything in between. 
If that ain't your speed, that's totally cool. But if it is, welcome aboard. 

Also, this month marks the first month of my four-month window for my MGS Incentive. I really wanna get this right, so I'd greatly appreciate even the tiniest bit of help from anyone who loves this story as much as I do. 

So I decided to do privilege chapters. Here are the tiers: 
We've got Tier 1, otherwise known as [Teaser], for those who wanna show a bit of love. 1 coin gets you 3 chapters ahead on this tier. 
Then we've got Tier 2, otherwise known as [Trailer], for those who really wanna see where this story goes, something we have in common. 300 coins get you six chapters ahead on this tier. 
Then finally, we've got Tier 3, otherwise known as [Don't Spoil], for those who... might have a thing for Raid, [Wouldn't blame you though, dude's a stud.]. 600 coins get you nine chapters ahead on this tier. 

And that's it.

Even if you only go through Tier 1, know that it's much appreciated by yours truly. Thanks in advance.



Synopsis:

76 years ago, the world changed. Or rather, should I say it evolved? Even so, this, "evolution" came at a price. Or maybe, the 'price' is what caused the evolution in the first place. What is this 'price', you ask? An invasion. Monsters from another world. Creatures we've only known through fork lore, myths and fantasy novels. They came from portals, known as Dungeon Gates, threatening all of mankind as we knew it. So in order to fight this catastrophe, the evolution happened. Half of the world's already large population Awakened as superhumans with Skills, Spells and Special Attacks all so they could pass through the Gates, enter the Dungeons and clear them. One by one. Thus marked the beginning of the Great Age Of Warriors. 

Name's Raid. And I'm one such Warrior. Now here's the kicker. I'm an F-Rank. The first one in history. Due to my low Mana Capacity, I could only choose one Class. The infamous Blacksmith Class. A Class no one even looked at twice, because weapons of mass destruction can easily be created with today's technology without much hassle. Now I'm faced with the reality of being seen as the weakest Warrior of all time, but you know what? To hell with it all. I'll make the most of the cards I've been dealt, even if those cards are...pretty shitty cards. I'll show all those High-Ranked Warriors what's what. They'll know my name whether they want to or not. 
Tag along for the ride if you're interested. Because once I get going, I'm not stopping until I reach the top.

"Hah! Maaaaan! That was intense! Why the hell did Peyton tell Melissa that I can regenerate!?" I scream alone as I lay down on the empty Training Room's arena surface. Flashbacks of my entire arm getting cut off by a she-beast with a nonchalant gaze as if cutting some meat to cook later on, invading my brain in no kind manner whatsoever. "That's the last time I'm telling her to not hold back on me. Jeez!" I exclaim. "Well, they're gone now, since they're not living here like yours truly, so I'll be free from their bullying for a few hours, at least." I sigh. "Man, I've had quite the day, haven't I?" I laugh lazily as I sit up straight. "It's time I take a breather from all this shit. And there's no better place for the Blacksmith to do that than in his Sanctuary… Enter Item Space!" I command with renewed vigor as my body pixelates and disappears. 


Chapter 90 - Talk of The Town [The Blonde Haired Young Man]: Part Three