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The Misadventures of Marvin

BigOtter37
Marvin was the product of a relationship between God and a woman named Mary... Mary was a loving mother and wanted to stay with her son, even though she died immediately after giving birth to Marvin. Her soul was transferred to Marvin so he could live on. This system worked for 7 years, until it became unstable and Mary's body was destroyed. This incident led Marvin to look for his mother, but even after looking everywhere, he still couldn't find her. So, Marvin wished really hard and appeared in a white room with a strange man who appeared to be writing something. Through a series of unfortunate events, Marvin ends up in a new world with his mother taking place of his soul and she is doing her best to lead him through a new world. Marvin's power shall be explored and adventures shall be had. P.s. This is a little bit of fun for me, I love system based novels and novels with game elements. I have a system in place and I will be going a more realistic percentage of distribution of power. For now, around 3/10 people in this world are adventurers of some kind. The reason for this is the decentralized nature of the world and the unpredictability of the monster spawns. Most people need to be at least strong enough to fight a goblin. Ranks 0-9 with only 10 people at Rank 9. 74% are rank 0 with some levels. This world has magic but it is more free form in nature and it can be used in many ways. The true limiter is the linear nature of stats. Normally a person wouldn't drop everything into STR because they get one shot if they are alone so most builds follow patterns of distribution. 2 VIT, 2 STR, 1 DEX, then 1 AGI alternating. It doesn't matter how hard you swing your axe if you get killed by an arrow.... There will be a lot of levels and the MC will follow a more INT based build ;). I hope you like it and I am aware of how bad I am at writing. CY@
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