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Cells At Work Code Black Op

L2L - Death Code

Shwetansh wakes up in a dark, unforgiving dungeon—a labyrinthine world filled with monstrous creatures, undead flora, and ancient secrets. In a body not entirely his own and stripped of his former life, he quickly learns that survival here depends not just on brute strength, but on wits, adaptability, and a mysterious system that grants him skills and attributes as if he were in a twisted game. From his first moments of terror in claustrophobic caverns to the expansive, living forest where the very trees attack, Shwetansh endures battles that push his limits. He masters an array of skills—from stealth and rapid dashes to advanced movement techniques—each acquired at a steep cost and accompanied by brutal backlash. As he navigates the dungeon’s shifting layers, he discovers that its inhabitants aren’t mindless monsters; instead, they form a complex, interconnected ecosystem that hints at a deeper, darker power at work. Every victory, every near-death encounter, gradually transforms him. He evolves from a desperate survivor into a calculating predator, learning to exploit the environment and even command lesser creatures through mysterious titles like "Predator" and "Silk Guardian." Yet, even as his abilities grow, so does the dungeon’s mystery. The system’s cryptic notifications and his ever-changing stats reveal a new world of power—and a burden of responsibility—he never imagined. With each step, Shwetansh unravels more about the dungeon’s true nature: a living, sentient labyrinth that regenerates its monstrous flora and conceals a core of unimaginable influence. His journey is one of relentless combat, heart-pounding escapes, and moments of introspection where he questions his humanity, the cost of power, and the destiny that awaits him in this underground hell. Trapped in a world where every wound is healed only to be inflicted anew, and where even the very forest turns against him, Shwetansh must decide whether to cling to his past self or embrace his new role as an apex predator—a decision that may determine not only his fate but the future of the labyrinth itself. What to Expect - Intelligent/Mature MC System Aid Magic/Skills Detailed Bloody Battles Weak To Strong Troupe Lesser Plot Armour Solo Survival (Side characters unimportant to combat only) Diversity in Monsters and Antagonists A overall super hard situation to be dropped in where Death awaits at every step and the MC must Level Up to Live.
EgglessOmelette · 4.5K Views

OP Absorption

Later that day, Fin was out on his usual scrap run. The safe zone’s edge was a mess of twisted metal and broken concrete, leftovers from when the first Gates opened. He lugged a heavy bag over his shoulder, his boots crunching on gravel. The air smelled like rust and something faintly sour—probably a dead rat or worse. “Yo, Fin! Hurry it up!” his boss, Greg, yelled from the truck parked a hundred yards away. Greg was a squat, sweaty guy who acted like he was king of the scrap heap. “We ain’t got all day!” “Yeah, yeah,” Fin muttered under his breath. He bent down to grab a jagged piece of rebar, his fingers brushing the cold metal. His power kicked in—useless as ever. He could feel every nick and dent in the steel, like it was whispering its boring life story to him. 'Wow, so thrilling,' he thought sarcastically. That’s when he heard it—a low, guttural growl. He froze. His head snapped up, eyes darting around. The safe zone wasn’t *supposed* to have monsters. That’s why it was called safe. But the sound came again, closer this time, from behind a pile of rubble. “Greg?” He called, his voice shaky. “You hear that?” No answer. The truck’s engine roared to life—Greg was bailing. “Fin, move your ass!” the man shouted before peeling out, dust kicking up behind him. “Seriously?!” Fin dropped the rebar and bolted. He wasn’t a runner, but fear made his legs move faster than he thought possible. The growling turned into a snarl, and he risked a glance back. Something big and scaly was charging after him—green skin, claws like kitchen knives, and a mouth full of teeth that didn’t fit right. A monster. A freaking monster.
luthizo · 1.9K Views
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