by justachillnovel
I was an ordinary human living on Earth. At least, that's what I thought. One moment, I was going about my normal life. The next, I found myself standing in a strange world surrounded by five other people I'd never met. Before any of us could understand what was happening, a mysterious System appeared before us. [WELCOME, PLAYERS.] [YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED TO PARTICIPATE IN THE GAME.] Apparently, billions of people from countless worlds had been summoned at the same time. The rules were simple. Level up. Climb the floors. Complete the challenges. Survive. And reach Level 1000. The first players to accomplish the ultimate objective would supposedly earn the right to return home. There was only one problem. Death was permanent. I was given the Assassin class and two strange skills: Mark Teleport and Duplicate. One allowed me to teleport to places I'd marked. The other allowed me to create temporary copies of myself. Neither skill looked particularly impressive at first. But I quickly realized something. A skill doesn't need to be powerful. It just needs to be used correctly. Unfortunately, survival wasn't going to be my only problem. My new teammates were a swordsman with an arrogant attitude, a massive shield warrior who apparently understands games far too well, a painfully shy healer, a summoner who never stops talking and seems determined to insult everyone, and a cheerful mage who keeps staring at me for reasons I can't figure out. They're strange. They're troublesome. And somehow... They're my team. Now we have to climb an endless world of increasingly dangerous floors, where a simple dungeon can eventually become an entire city, every floor has a time limit, and the challenges become more insane the higher we climb. I don't know who created the Game. I don't know why we were chosen. And I don't know if reaching Level 1000 will really send us home. But one thing is certain. If I want to survive... I'll have to make these five weirdos work together. Because in a world where death is permanent, the strongest weapon isn't always the strongest skill. Sometimes... It's having five idiots willing to watch your back.
