Reborn: Apocalypse - Volume 3 Vol 3 Chapter 5

He looked back at the Shop, nodding his head sharply .

…Several minutes later…

'Status!' He called to mind his Status Screen .

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— - Status — -

Name: Micheal Care

Points: 0

Race: Human

Age: 18

- Stats -

Strength - 22

Endurance - 16

Recovery - 12

Soul - 10

- Abilities - (2/7)

Life Orb Master

Ki Cultivator (Mortal Tier)

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After looking over everything he could buy, Micheal had finally managed to spend the remainder of his Points . Since his Points would disappear upon leaving this starting area, there was no point in trying to save any of them up .

He had first obtained the Ki Cultivator Ability, the most common Ability in the 7 Layers . This Ability was so necessary and needed that he would be a fool not to pick it up . It was an Ability that one could grow naturally, without even needing to spend Points, though it was possible to speed up growth using Points . At higher levels, this Ability vastly enhanced one's strength to such a high degree that almost everyone chose it .

Because of the Ability, his Strength stat had already doubled, meaning he was slightly stronger than two average humans on Earth . His Endurance had been boosted, and his Recovery had even increased a little bit . His Soul stat remained unchanged, though not unexpectedly . It was the hardest stat to change .

In terms of physique, Micheal was already in better condition than most humans on a normal, non-Chosen Earth would ever be . While his body would appear like that of a slightly fit 18 year old, he was functionally equivalent to a top tier bodybuilder .

'And this is just the start…' He thought, clenching his fists and nodding .

'I should just automatically obtain my Sword Mastery Ability by swinging a sword once I enter the 7 Layers, too . ' He thought, nodding his head again . It wasn't as if he had forgotten the many years of effort and practice he had put into his training .

'As for the Artifacts I purchased…'

The Holy Shop had two sections . One for Abilities and one for Artifacts .

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—-Artifacts—-

Food Selection - Custom

Drink Selection - Custom

Iris Holy Shield - 23,800,500 (0/1)

Angelic Sword - 15,900,000 (0/1)

Vast Dragon Chariot - 20,700,500 (0/1)

Golden Defense Formation - 8,800,400 (0/1)

Enhancement Staff - 15,000

Black Iron Mail - 6,000

Titan's Robe - 400,000 (1/25)

Spatial Backpack - 16,000 (40/100)

Green Firebomb - 20,000

Heldven's Blade - 450,000 (0/1)

Soaring Wings - 680,000 (1/25)

Black Wand - 15,000

Solar Glasses - 180,000 (2/25)

Fasfel Boots - 220,000 (12/200)

Ancient Shield - 18,000

Blackmire Bow - 15,000

Aeon Spear - 800,000 (0/10)

Enhanced Iron Hasta - 3,000

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Abilities were something one could only purchase for oneself . They appeared in one of your 7 Ability Slots and could not be traded away .

Artifacts, on the other hand, had a plethora of usages and could be used for tons of different things .

Micheal looked down at his hand as he looked at the Artifact he had purchased for 1,000 Points .

A Low-Tier Spatial Ring . The ring had 3 cubic meters of space within it . It was a magical ring that let him carry huge amounts of supplies or tools, all within a ring that fit squarely on his pointer finger . One of the many impossible legends that had become a reality in the face of the apocalypse, and one that was pretty cheap too .

Spatial Rings were a necessity in the 7 Layers . Trying to live without one, especially in the higher Layers, was incredibly difficult .

'Many Artifacts are like the special Abilities . Only a limited number of them exist in the Shop . These Spatial Rings run out pretty soon if I recall . ' He thought, nodding his head . Most of the spatial storing Artifacts would run out from the Shop after the Fourth Wave finished establishing itself .

Inside that Spatial Ring was a Steelborn Sword, a decent, well-made blade that would last him for a while . As a fighter that practiced the sword, going into the First Layer unarmed would be incredibly foolish .

The Steelborn Sword had taken up the last of his Points . There were a few other Artifacts he had considered, but he couldn't bear the idea of going into the First Layer with nothing to fight with but his hands .

'Or the Life Orbs too . ' He thought, correcting himself . The Life Orbs were small blue orbs that would float around him once he spawned a few . According to the Ability, he could control them at will and technically use them as a weapon to bash into things, albeit one he had never used before . He had no idea how effective they would be .

"Spirit, can you send me to the First Layer now?" Micheal spoke aloud, his voice calm and collected .

An ethereal, feminine voice responded,

"You still have several minutes to decide on how to spend your Points . Are you certain you wish to proceed?"

"Yes, yes, I've already spent my Points . Please send me through . " He responded, feeling slightly impatient .

After reaching this point, he was ready to get started . The First Layer was the most dangerous for many people, an incredibly unique world that defied logic and reason .

"Acknowledged . You will be sent through to the First Layer . Upon arrival, you will be informed upon the basics of the 7 Layers and then set free to do as you will . " The voice of the Spirit of the Shop replied coolly .

WHOOSH

Bright light swarmed around Micheal before he could reply and, an instant later, he vanished, teleported away .

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'The First Layer…' As Micheal teleported, his mind raced .

What exactly were the 7 Layers?

According to what Micheal knew, the 7 Layers were a series of mystical worlds connected to each other . Each Layer grew more and more dangerous and was completely unique, extremely different from the previous Layer . Once you went up one Layer, returning to the previous Layer was usually impossibly difficult . As the years passed, the lower Layers would become more and more dangerous, forcing people to move upward .

The Human Race had been given a 'Goal . ' That 'Goal' was to pass through all 7 Layers and achieve the 'Prize . ' Heaven .

In this case, though, the 'Prize' also meant survival .

For, Humanity was not alone .

There were multiple other races from different universes competing in the 7 Layers, all fighting for survival . Most races had their own unique First Layer, hidden away from other races . The farther up the Layers one went, however, the more races one would meet as Layers began to merge .

The only way to survive was to pass the Seventh Layer . However, even now, Micheal had no clue how to achieve that . After all, Humanity had been killed the instant it stepped foot into the Seventh Layer . How could he possibly know what they were supposed to do there?

Who created the 7 Layers?

No one knew . No one knew how they came about, how all of these races came to be teleported into them, and what the true purpose of this all was . It was a brutal, deadly game that was incredibly unfair and killed billions .

As these thoughts all flashed through his mind, the flashing light around him vanished .

Abruptly, he felt his body grow slow and heavy as gravity that felt much stronger than Earth's slammed into him . He felt his feet touch down on hard ground, bending his knees slightly to absorb the shock of the landing .

He slowly opened his eyes, taking a deep breath as he looked at the world around him .

He was standing atop the roof of a familiar, towering skyscraper . Around him, as far as the eye could see, were tens of thousands of skyscrapers . Some were connected to each other by long rope bridges set with dozens of wooden planks, while others had fancy steel bridges, or sheer wooden beams set directly across .

At the base of the skyscrapers, empty roads and streets could be seen, like that of a normal city, complete with sidewalks and traffic lights . Micheal shivered as he looked down at the ground level, his memory flashing back . The one rule of this world was that you must stay in the skyscrapers . Never, never go to the ground .

Only death waited down there .

He took a deep breath as he looked around, feeling a sensation of excitement fill him .

He was here . He had truly gotten a second chance .

The unique First Layer for the Human Race .

The World of Endless Skyscrapers .

He was back .

"Oi, looks like the newbies are arriving . Hey kid! Turn around!"

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Chapter end