[Evolution… or extinction!] [Risk everything and struggle to survive, humanity!] [Myriad Worlds Paradise has been activated.
In 3 seconds, humans aged 18 to 60 will enter the Multiverse Dungeons!] [Warning!
The first wave of disaster, Hollows that devour souls, will descend in 3 days!] A completely emotionless voice suddenly descended into the minds of everyone on Blue Star.
South River City First High School, Third Year (Class 1).
Because he stayed up late last night, Ren Kurogami was dozing off in class.
His body vanished directly from his seat.
Not only Ren, but his classmates, teachers, and nearly 60% of the world’s population disappeared in an instant.
This caused societies across every nation to immediately grind to a halt.
Of course, none of that mattered to Ren right now.
The sun was setting over Karakura Town.
“What’s your problem?
Not only did you suddenly trip Asan, but now you’re telling us to get lost?” “Are you brain-dead?” “You got a death wish?” The sudden shouts woke Ren from his doze.
He instinctively looked toward the noise and saw a few delinquent youths dressed in hip-hop styles surrounding a student with bleached-blond hair in a nearby alley.
It looked like an argument had broken out.
Wait.
Why was he looking down from so high up?
Ignoring the commotion for the moment, he immediately glanced around himself.
The moment he did, he got the shock of his life and blurted out, “What the hell!!” His outburst caught the attention of the group in the alley.
They all looked over and immediately stared in dumbfounded silence, even forgetting their earlier argument.
Neither the blond student nor the other hoodlums had ever in their lives seen anyone standing on top of a lamp post, let alone balanced perfectly on the pointed tip of the lampshade.
Just looking at him made their hearts pound, as if he might fall at any second.
The blond student couldn’t help but mutter, “What is this?
Performance art?” Ren had no time for them.
He had clearly been lying on his desk in the classroom, sleeping.
So why was he now on top of a lamp post?
One moment he was lying down, the next he was standing.
And standing on the very tip of a lamp post’s shade.
Did that make any sense?
Absolutely none!
[Main Quest: Survive for one year in the current Multiverse Dungeon!] Suddenly, a completely emotionless voice echoed in Ren’s mind.
Before he could react, another voice sounded.
This voice wasn’t just similar to his own, it was practically identical.
No, there was a difference.
The only distinction was that this second voice, like the first, was utterly devoid of emotion.
[Ding, detected host arriving in a new world.
The Multiverse Character Template System has officially been activated.] Then, information about the system appeared in Ren’s mind.
The system’s ability was simple: every time he reached a new world, he could Draw one Multiverse Character Template.
The rank of the Drawable Character Template was tied to the world’s level cap.
The higher the world’s level cap, the higher the rank of the Drawable Template.
Though he still didn’t fully understand what was happening, he didn’t hesitate.
He chose to Draw a Character Template.
The next moment, a card glowing with golden light materialized in his mind.
On the card stood a handsome young man atop a lamp post, radiating the weighty dignity of a king.
He had golden hair and red eyes, arms crossed over his chest, and wore gleaming golden armor.
He immediately recognized who that handsome young man was.
His expression turned extremely strange.
Could it be that because he was standing on a lamp post, he had drawn the Streetlight King?
Then, the system’s voice rang out again in his mind.
[Congratulations, host.
You have drawn an S-Rank Character Template: Type-moon King of Heroes – Gilgamesh!] Immediately after, Gilgamesh’s status panel appeared in his mind.
[Character Template: Gilgamesh (S)] [Level: 1 (0/10)] [Passives: Locked] [Abilities: Locked] [Note: The Character Template maxes out at Level 100.
You can gain experience by defeating or killing enemies.
Leveling up unlocks Passives and Abilities.] At that moment, he felt a surge of immense power well up inside him.
There was nothing jarring about it.
It felt as though this power had always been his.
Now that he possessed strength, he was no longer afraid of standing on the lamp post about 8 meters above the ground.
He even had the leisure to stretch his body.
Then, as if remembering something, he turned his gaze back toward the alley.
This time, with the Gilgamesh Template’s enhancement, his vision had become incredibly sharp.
He could clearly make out the blond student’s face, and a flash of shock crossed his eyes.
Because he recognized the blond student’s identity.
Ichigo Kurosaki, the protagonist of the massively popular anime Bleach from his past life.
Not only Ichigo Kurosaki, but he also saw the ghost of a twin-tailed little girl who had died in an accident.
She stood on the railing behind him, also staring in stunned silence.
He was certain he hadn’t seen the girl’s ghost at first.
After marveling at this, he turned his gaze to the delinquent youths.
A glint of eagerness flashed in his eyes.
In his eyes, those punks were all XP Targets.
Without hesitation, he leaped down toward the alley.
Right in front of the stunned onlookers, he landed not far from them.
Landing from a height of about 8 meters, he felt only a slight tingle in his feet.
No other discomfort.
This alone demonstrated the power of the Gilgamesh Character Template.
According to Type-moon’s setting, Gilgamesh’s Strength was B-Rank, equivalent to roughly 30 to 50 tons.
That meant that a Level 1 Gilgamesh granted him a strength boost of roughly 300–500 kgf, not to mention the additional boosts to Agility, Endurance, and other parameters.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Ren stepped forward, walking toward the delinquent youths one step at a time, with the setting sun behind him.
To those youths, he had already become a figure of profound mystery.
Ignoring everything else, the simple fact that he had jumped from such a height without any injury was enough to prove he was extraordinary.
And so, as they watched him approach, they couldn’t help but grow nervous.
Some even swallowed involuntarily.
Not only them, but Ichigo Kurosaki and the little girl’s ghost also grew tense as he drew closer.
Whether it was their imagination or not, they all felt an invisible pressure emanating from him.