Black Online

Early in the morning, Black Online, 6th floor.

"...Two more minutes."

"I am so nervous!"

"Please, let it be me!"

A crowd of players had gathered inside and outside of the Ranked building because they were all waiting for something.

For the rankings to show for the first time in the big boards.

The top 100 players would be finally revealed.

Locals watched faraway. They had never seen so many players gathered in one place before. That building was also new to them.

"One minute!"

...

LadyBelle was watching a stream on her computer. The streamer was standing inside the Ranked building.

Waiting for the rankings to be revealed.

’I wonder if Raon made top 100... Sure, he won all of his fights, but there are billions of players that tried Ranked yesterday.

’Black Online Company revealed the stats of how many players tried Ranked, and it was stunning numbers.

’So from all those players, he should be in the top 100 to make it into the rankings. I don’t think he will.’

LadyBelle thought.

She then checked her follower list and saw FangRaon name grayed out. It meant that he was offline. It made her sigh, as she wanted to watch him.

It was early in the morning, so he might not be an early riser, but she hoped that he would still stream today.

"It’s time!"

The streamer said excitedly.

In that moment, the camera hovered near the board, and even LadyBelle inched closer to the screen.

Time hit zero.

Then, names flickered on the board. Hundreds of them. The strongest Ranked players as of now.

’Who?!’

LadyBelle excitedly looked towards the screen.

[1. Leon D. Hardt]

[2. Fang Raizen]

[3. Grimson Duke]

[...]

[19. Lock Manchester]

[...]

[33. Super Max]

[...]

[58. Fang Anna]

[59. Fang Raikou]

[...]

[89. Della Rose]

[...]

[97. Fang Raon]

"His name is there!"

LadyBelle screamed, and had to cover her mouth, and she looked towards the door, wondering if her mother heard.

In that moment, the name FangRaon in her follower list turned green. He had gone live. Right at the perfect moment.

"Omg!"

She quickly left the stream and joined Fang Raon’s stream, where he was currently standing on a rooftop.

Looking towards the Ranked building.

...

[Viewers: 1]

’The number rose immediately.’

Fang Raon thought.

He also checked his follower count before going live, and it was only one yesterday, which was most likely LadyBelle.

After the night, it had risen to 12.

[LadyBelle: Good morning and congratulations for top 100!]

"Haha, thank you. I did not expect that. I guess now I must keep playing the Ranked to keep my rank.

"This just makes every player try even harder."

Fang Raon said with a smile.

And just as soon as he said that, he watched as the players rushed inside the building, pushing and shoving everybody out of the way.

They wanted to desperately go fight someone to increase their ranking!

Everyone could see their rank—which was private to them—if they weren’t inside the top 100.

"I am only rank 1,567?!"

A player gasped with a shock.

He thought he did pretty well, as he had a result of 33 victories and 5 losses, but it clearly wasn’t good enough!

Somewhere in the crowd, a pale-faced man looked at his own ranking and felt like punching someone.

[Rank: 101]

"You fuck..."

Fang Raon jumped off the rooftop and made his way to the Ranked building, which was battle itself.

Thankfully, after playing the Ranked once, he didn’t have to visit the receptionist again to get sent to the Ranked.

As soon as he stepped into the building, he got the option to teleport to the Ranked room, which he did immediately.

[LadyBelle: By the way, my video in KickTok got decent views. Few hundred. I saw your follower count increased, so that might be why]

"Yeah, thanks about that."

Fang Raon said.

[LadyBelle: You should include in the title that you’re in the top 100. I am sure your view count would explode!]

"I think quite many are doing that, whether they’re in the top 100 or not. Everyone might think that I am one of those fakers."

Fang Raon said.

[LadyBelle: True, but there will be few that will come check out and notice that what you said was true]

[LadyBelle: Besides, the rankings will also show on the Black Online website, and since your stream name is the same as your real name, they will be able to see that you’re really in the top 100!]

"That’s true. I guess I must do my best to stay in the top 100 then. I am only a few spots away from dropping out."

Fang Raon said, then he walked to the screen and queued himself for a match, but this time around, he didn’t find the match in just a few seconds.

A couple seconds passed, and still nothing.

[LadyBelle: It looks like you will be matched with similarly ranked players now. You might encounter the top 100 players. Be careful!]

"Really? That’s fucking exciting."

Fang Raon smiled, and he sat down to wait.

Meanwhile, he changed his title—Top 100 Player Playing Ranked.

It was a normal title, but the top 100 in the title should be enough to attract some people to watch him play.

A minute passed.

[Viewers: 1 → 2]

The number of the viewers rose up by one!

[JohnsonLaw: Is he really in the top 100?]

Before Fang Raon could answer, his moderator, LadyBelle, who had a shield emblem next to her name, answered first.

[LadyBelle: Yes, he is. Rank 97. You can check it from the Black Online website if you aren’t sure!]

It turned silent in the chat for a while. Most likely JohnsonLaw went to check if it was true.

[JohnsonLaw: Wow! I thought you were faking it since you have few to no viewers. New streamer?]

"Yes, I am new. Welcome to the stream. I am currently just waiting for the queue to finish so I can protect my top 100 spot."

Fang Raon said.

[LadyBelle: This is his second stream!]

In that moment, the queue ended.

Fang Raon vanished from the room with the floating camera and appeared in the stone platform world.

[Rank 97 - Fang Raon]

A name tag appeared above his head.

In that moment, his opponent arrived, and he was an axe-wielding man—looking like a Viking with a crazy look.

"No way."

Fang Raon said.

[Rank 155 - Ragnar Hellstrom]

"...I remember you."

Ragnar said with a cold look.

[LadyBelle: You know him?]

[JohnsonLaw: He looks strong, and he is also a high-rank player!]

"Yeah. I was in the same party with him once. He is indeed mad strong. How did the woodcutting competition go?"

Fang Raon asked with a smile.

"I won."

Ragnar raised his axe. His muscles looked massive. It looked like he had become even bigger and stronger than before.

"Not a surprise there."

Fang Raon drew his Silverfang.

In that moment, his hair increased in length, and his face turned fairer. He turned taller and leaner.

He immediately activated his Legacy Transformation!

"You’ve also gotten your hands on a legacy?

Ragnar asked.

"Aurel the Dancer."

Fang Raon said.

"Mine is Ivar the Slaughterer."

Ragnar said.

"...This is your Legacy Transformation, I guess? I’ve heard some people never take it off, and you must be one of them. Why don’t you show your real self?"

Fang Raon asked.

"This is my real self. I am Ivar the Slaughterer in flesh. The weak wimp that occupies my mind is just an annoying passenger.

"I promised to lend him my power as long as he occasionally lets me borrow his body."

Ragnar said coldly.

"...Oh, so you aren’t the Ragnar I know. Hello then, Ivar."

Fang Raon turned serious.

In that moment, the betting phase started.

But then...

Ivar suddenly jumped the distance and tried to grab his face, but Raon dodged his hand and kicked the axe out of his hand.

The axe flew through the air and stabbed into the ground.

"You don’t care about the bet?"

Fang Raon asked with a chuckle.

[The Wage Has Been Cancelled!]

"Hand of the Ivar’s Ghost!"

Ivar reached out his hand towards Raon, and suddenly, an invisible hand wrapped around his chest.

The hand pulled him close to Ivar.

"Throwing Sword!"

Fang Raon threw the Silverfang through the air, and it impaled itself into Ivar’s shoulder.

Ivar let out a scream of pain as blood ran down his arm, and his "Hand of the Ivar’s Ghost" spell got disturbed.

’Why does he act like he is in that much pain? Could it be that while Ragnar doesn’t feel any of the pain, Ivar actually does?

’The pain negation doesn’t work on him!’

Fang Raon thought with a surprise, and then he pointed his hand towards the sword and tried using the Return Weapon Ring to retrieve the sword.

However.

Ivar grabbed the Silverfang with anger, and the blade started cracking, and then it shattered into a million pieces!

"Hey, I just got that."

Fang Raon said with a pissed-off look.

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