Typlug
Ten years ago, the Gates opened. I was evaluated as an E-Rank-trash.
For a decade, I lived as a "Corpse Collector," hauling dead bodies and loot for the real Hunters. I was invisible. Disposable. And in the end, I died like I lived: crushed beneath the boots of the strong, betrayed by the heroes I served.
But death wasn't the end.
I woke up ten years in the past. Same weak body. Same E-Rank evaluation. Same sick sister dying in a hospital bed with bills I can't pay.
But this time, something is different.
[SYSTEM INITIALIZED]
[Welcome back, Player.]
While the rest of the world is stuck with their fixed Ranks, I can grow. But my power comes with a cost. I have awakened as a Shadow Stalker, and I wield the Siphon's Fang-a living weapon that demands blood to survive.
If I don't feed it mana, it feeds on my life.
The world thinks I'm just a Porter. Let them think that.
While they play hero in the light, I'll become the King in the shadows.