The Rise Of Sleeping Tyrant
Dimension Collapse. The world expanded tenfold, swallowing everything that once existed. The sky shattered like glass, and a massive rift stretched endlessly across it. From the darkness, nightmares emerged—monstrous beasts, ancient horrors, and creatures beyond human understanding.
Colossal dragons appeared, their immense bodies eclipsing the sky, shaking the world with roars that shattered mountains and split the earth. With unearthly radiance and boundless arrogance, they transformed into human figures clad in celestial robes, their burning eyes proclaiming dominion over all. As they ascended, the heavens trembled, the winds howled, and creation itself seemed to bow, for they were not mere beasts, but gods of destruction, heralding the end of an era.
Vampires with glowing crimson eyes stalked the night. Demons wreathed in hellfire descended in endless hordes. Beastmen roared beneath the blood-red moon, while goblins, wild and savage, swarmed the streets, feasting on the fallen.
Cities crumbled. Lands twisted into strange, terrifying shapes. Reality itself became a battlefield of chaos.
Then, as if it were nothing, a glowing screen flickered into existence before every survivor.
[Welcome to the New Era.]
[You have been granted 100 Coins.]
[Your Unique Skill has been awakened.]
[To survive, obtain more coins.]
[Methods: Slay the creatures. Kill the others.]
Terror settled in.
Everyone had received a skill—some wielded power over the elements, others bent time or defied death itself. Yet some… awakened curses, abilities so absurd or sinister that they were doomed from the start.
The rules were brutal: Kill. Adapt. Evolve.
Chaos erupted instantly. Neighbors became executioners. Families slaughtered one another. Streets ran red with blood as the weak perished and the strong carved their place in this new world.
Yet, amidst this apocalyptic bloodbath, one man did something truly absurd.
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A man awoke, stretching lazily. The world had changed, yet he… had simply been sleeping.
A notification greeted him.
[You have met the hidden condition of your skill: High Upgradation.]
[You have unlocked S-Grade Skill: Sleep.]
He stared at the screen, dumbfounded.
What kind of sick joke was this?!
Monsters roamed the streets, people were killing for survival… and his power was to take naps?!