Jin-su stood atop a hill, overlooking a forest teeming with life. He felt a surge of power within him, his EX rank system ready to go. He summoned his status panel, which appeared before him, glowing a calm blue.
"Player: Jin-su. Class: Undefined. System Rank: EX. Strength: S. Agility: S. Intelligence: S. Endurance: S. Magic: S."
The ratings were clear. In Elysium, players' strength, agility, intelligence, endurance, and magic were usually rated from D to A, with S as a special rank above all. All of Jin-su's attributes were S rank, indicating his immense power.
He scrolled down to his skills. "Blink: Instantly teleport a short distance. Rank: S. Shadow Strike: A powerful attack that deals massive damage. Rank: S."
Blink and Shadow Strike were unheard-of skills, abilities that set him apart from the rest. The fact that they were both S rank made them all the more lethal.
He smiled, closing the status panel. He was a force to be reckoned with. But now, he chose to keep his powers hidden, to blend in. He was an enigma, a mystery within this world of Elysium. And he intended to keep it that way.
He summoned the menu panel and started browsing the items available to him. There it was, a collection of
...weapons, potions, and armors, each with their own ranking and abilities. A weapon caught his eye - the Shadow Blade. It was an S-Rank weapon, a perfect match for his Shadow Strike skill.
"Shadow Blade: A blade forged from the shadows, capable of dealing devastating damage. Rank: S. Special Ability: Increase the power of Shadow Strike by 50%."
Without a second thought, he selected the Shadow Blade. A moment later, it materialized in his hand. It was a sleek, black blade that seemed to absorb the light around it. The handle was adorned with dark, obsidian gems, shimmering in the fading sunlight.
He gave the blade a few test swings, each cut ripping through the air with a satisfying hiss. Jin-su could feel the raw power coursing through the blade. His lips curled into a smirk.
Jin-su was ready to face whatever Elysium had to throw at him. He would dominate this world, not as a hero, but as a force to be reckoned with. As he descended the hill, the forest seemed to darken around him, mirroring his resolve.
He had a feeling that his journey in Elysium was just beginning.
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As he walked into the forest, he knew his journey had just begun. His heart pounded with anticipation of what was to come. He was in control, a puppet master in a world of marionettes.
His smirk widened as he disappeared into the shadows of the trees. "Let the games begin," he murmured.