The Second Life Ranker Novels & Stories

"You were wrong, Jack. I didn’t make it to the top.” "You made it through something many wouldn’t. You are a miracle. If it makes you feel any better you’re pretty damn close. When we take you up in the helicopter you’ll be able to see it. I’m sorry you didn’t get to the peak, but you survived and that’s more than some would say in your situation. I knew I’d play a bigger role in your story! Now you HAVE to talk about me!” "Jack?” "What is it?" "Shut up and get me the Hell outta here!”

Today i'll end my misery or should i say my parents misery that is me. Thankfully, no one is here. Slowly slowly the waves were hiting my feet. As I am moving forward, the water is rising above my body from the bottom. That's it. Finally, my 24 years of life is getting it's end. Unlike Everyone i finally smile. My whole life is running like infront of my eyes like a movie.

Rows and rows of tombstones lined up in an arranged order as Luna drove past, Luna glanced at the names on the tombstones as she always did whenever she came to the memorial ground. Lisa Hackney III (the third), Jaime Crow Sullivan, Kira Langdon, Larry Samuels II (the second). and as always, Luna wondered what their stories were. The third, the second, names that sounded important and highborn. They probably had generational wealth and influential families who were still alive. Luna had never bothered to research them, the only reason she even knew of their names was because the grave of someone she loved was in the same place as hers. She was not the sort of person who judged another human

The country is ranked up to first in saving nature and ecological systems with magic and high technical standards. "Fuck my life." I groaned and let my head down.

“Trying to make Lord Alaric plead your case? Or are you here to remind everyone that your grandfather once saved his life on the Riftfield?” He gave a short laugh. “Using old favors to force a marriage is getting old, Elena. Even for a Drakon.” I looked at him calmly. “What does it have to do with you? Lord Alaric summoned me. Tomorrow is my twentieth birthday, and he will host the Choosing of Wings himself.” The laughter died. Everyone in the Holy Court knew Lord Alaric had made a promise. On my twentieth birthday, I could choose a husband from the six Seraphiel heirs. The man I chose would inherit eighty percent of his private celestial holdings with me and become the next true ruler of Ho

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

As a spectator, she found them to be incredibly boring. But now that she was an actual participant, she found herself superbly excited. “There’s seven tiers,” answered Doreth, “each of which contains duelists ranked with a seed. So a Tier Seven, Seed Fifteen duelist is ranked higher than a Tier Seven, Seed Twenty duelist. A Tier Six, Seed One Hundred duelist is ranked higher than both of them.” “I think I get it,” said Eva. “So who’s the very top seed?” “Ah, Tier One, Seed One,” said Doreth. “She’s a Drogar that’s been Reborn Anew.”

they whispered. "She's missing?" "No, like, she completely disappeared. Almost like she's dead..." "Well, she isn't. That's her score, all right." SSS — Rank #2 — Richard (Legendary) — 99.9% SS — Rank #1 — Austin (Extraordinary) — 98% SS — Rank #2 — Lucia (Extraordinary) — 97% S — Rank #1 — Luke (Genius) — 94% S — Rank #2 — Daniel (Genius) — 90%

"All of you students were received in special ways. You just don't remember." "I don't remember anything special happening when I got enrolled." A girl counters as she steps forward. She's tall with blonde hair, and sharp facial features. She's the classical high school bully. She glares at me. "Late and clueless. Typical surface dweller." I don't have time for this. I sigh and look away. "All ranks are displayed on the orb," the professor says, gesturing toward a glowing crystal in the room's center. Names appear midair—Morien: Rank 9. Maddox: Rank 8. Miles: Rank 8. At the very bottom, I see my name, Maya Carter, with a U sign. "What's that?"

She was trying to hold back from the laugh. “……Ehem.” I deliberately coughed to make her come back to her senses. And as soon as she realizes that, she quickly looks at me with an evil grin on her face. “I will let you know about the practical battle ranks now~” She said. “Huh. You are up to something, aren’t you?” “Must be your imagination.” I doubt that. “For Rank C, 0-200 kills. Rank B, 201-300 kills. Rank A, 301-400 kills and Rank S, 401-1000 kills.” She said.