I Became a Ranker Before Rankers

Facebook Status Changed

I woke up in a grand chamber that far surpassed the modest confines of my old apartment. The room was expansive, its dimensions a vast canvas of light and space. The walls were adorned with intricate, delicate designs carved into the light blue paint, forming patterns reminiscent of ancient scrolls or celestial maps. High above, the ceiling arched gracefully, holding a grand chandelier that sparkled like a lake kissed by the light of a full moon. The crystal pendants of the chandelier cast shimmering reflections across the room, dancing like stars on a serene night.

Light streamed through a series of tall, arched windows on my right, their sheer white fabric canopy billowing softly in the gentle breeze, veiling the world outside and casting a serene glow over the room. I was cocooned beneath the canopy, hidden from the outside world but not from the beauty of this sanctuary.

I propped myself up, resting against a pile of fluffy pillows that were arranged invitingly on the bed. The bed was a luxurious haven of comfort, with a plush comforter and an array of pillows of varying sizes. I took in my surroundings with a sense of wonder, the room's opulence a stark contrast to the harsh environment of the tower I had faced earlier.

The floor beneath me was a deep, rich brown, varnished to a high sheen, reminiscent of the trees in the forest where I had first entered the tower. It was as if the natural beauty of the forest had been meticulously captured and transported into this room. A large seating area was situated a few steps away from the foot of the bed, featuring a small coffee table with two dainty cups and a few plates of delectable pastries and desserts, their sweet aroma mingling with the scent of the forest.

White doors, elegant and unassuming, were scattered around the room. Each door led to unknown spaces, but they added to the room's charm with their simple, yet refined design.

As I admired the room, a sudden, sharp pain seized my head, like the sudden onset of a thunderstorm. Memories began to flood my mind: the tower's endless floors, fierce battles, intricate swordsmanship, fleeting relationships, and the specter of death that had loomed over me. The memories were fragmented, flashes of past struggles and victories, but they were not entirely my own.

Among these memories, there was a poignant vision of a childhood far removed from the world I knew—a young girl running joyfully through sunlit fields, her laughter a sweet echo of innocence. But that joy was cruelly cut short as men came to confine her, imprisoning her in a cage from which she could only gaze longingly at the world beyond. The memories of this girl's life were incomplete, but they were a window into the soul of the body I now inhabited. I felt a pang of sorrow, understanding now that we had become one. The body's past and my present had merged, breaking the chains of the tower and the divine realm.

With the weight of the Lost Seraphim status settling on my shoulders, I couldn't help but feel a strange mix of freedom and responsibility. It was as if the chains of the tower had been replaced by the invisible threads of fate, pulling me towards a new destiny.

An ERROR message flashed across my vision:

ERROR: You have both Player and Resident Status. The system is recalibrating and checking for errors.

My eyes widened in surprise. A mistake? Was this an error?

Just then, another notification appeared, and the text shimmered with divine significance:

Notification:
You have already reached the land of the gods, therefore you will now receive a new status according.

Status Awarded: The Lost Seraphim [Legendary]

This status is granted to those who have almost fully ascended to the level of the Gods but have been cast down, freed from the divine chains. You will now have the ability to traverse freely between floors you have already conquered, while still being able to form parties and undertake quests like a typical player.