Classes Litrpg

E-Rank is within reach. Drake is closer than ever to breaking through, yet every step forward pulls him deeper into the schemes of the Primordials. Their unseen hands shape Drake's path as he is forced to play a game far bigger than survival alone. His settlement thrives, his allies grow stronger, and his family looks to him for protection. As the last known survivor of a hunted warrior race, Drake carries the burden to either unite the people of his town or paint an even larger target on his back.

Levi Summers is an F-rank tank freelancing E-rank instances for pocket change. He's got two skills, no party, and a past that still haunts him. When a routine run locks into a raid and his team dies around him, he redirects the boss's own lightning into its skull and claims a Dungeon Lord's crown. Hidden inside it: Class Smithing, the power to forge new classes and give anyone the ability to level up.

What's a city boy to do when he wakes up with a mysterious system glowing before his eyes? As the system forces worlds to merge, Drake confronts his past and new reality, where sharp wit and brutal killings go hand in hand. He’ll face countless enemies and unexpected allies, with choices that will shape the future of his planet. But before the real adventure begins, he has to survive this ridiculous tutorial and master his spells. Join Drake in this exciting LitRPG Adventure filled with deadly battles, mystical forces, and a high-stakes struggle for survival in a world reshaped by the system.

While barbarians were getting ready to continue the invasion, adults argued and soldiers postured, Ludger with a system in his eyes realized something far more unsettling: if trouble kept coming time and time again, someone would have to meet it head-on. That decision dragged him far from home and straight into the tutelage of a shameless drunkard, an earth mage whose greatest talents were leveling mountains and emptying bottles. Unfortunately for Ludger, the man was also a former guildmaster.

The Demon Lord is dead. The System is broken. Somehow, Elias Hearthsong is neither of these things, despite being at the final battle of the Demon Wars. He is a Master Enchanter, perhaps the last one alive. Determined to keep a promise, he crosses the continent to protect his dead friend's legacy: a crumbling orphanage run by a beautiful kitsune. He isn't a teacher, nor does he have experience with children. But with the love of a few good women, anything can become possible.

The system isn’t done with Drake, pushing him and the other participants beyond limits they never knew existed. Killing monsters, surviving ambushes, and leveling up have become routine as Drake fights his way to the tutorial's end. But what awaits beyond the final trial? What kind of world will he step into? And what kind of power will the system grant to those who survive? One thing is certain—there’s no going back.

He died a baker. He woke up a joke. Now, he's about to show a world of heroes the true power of good bread. Thirty-four-year-old Matthias Bauer lived for his Stuttgart bakery, right up until the moment a fatal heart attack dropped him on his own kitchen floor. When he wakes up in a fantasy realm governed by a magical System, surrounded by teenagers receiving legendary combat classes like Sword Saint and Flame Mage, Matthias is assigned the lowest tier possible: [Innkeeper]. His "reward" is a deed to a dilapidated, abandoned wayside inn on the edge of a monster-infested frontier. But ...

The System’s new rating was supposed to be the most accurate in history. It rated me as a corpse collector. Four years of being a washout Mage, and the re-rating drops me to Tier-0 Reclaimer—the administrative bottom. Grave-picking. Ruins-cleanup. Docked rations, barred from any crew that matters. It missed one thing. My class sees what the dead leave behind—orphaned experience, discarded skills, power tangled in the rubble where no rated adventurer can even look. Free, for anyone patient enough to pick it up. So I pick it up. I scavenge the monster-haunted zones the strong won’t ...

After quitting her job as a therapist, Tess's life became pretty slow. A tad boring, even. It thus came as no small shock to her when she was chosen by a god. Suddenly thrust into a new world where magic, monsters, and character levels are par for the course, Tess will find that simply surviving can be a challenge. It doesn't help that dark forces are stirring, she's woefully underpowered, and spiders keep trying to claw her face off.

If waking up in a new world isn't bad enough, Hestia starts her new life as a small, newborn dragon in a hostile forest filled with vicious monsters. With status screens obscuring her vision, her first task is to escape two hungry kobolds wanting some grilled lizard for breakfast. Equipped with fragmented memories from her past life and the gamelike mechanics of her new reality, Hestia must face trials, beasts, bosses, and more as she grows in size and power.

Drake has entered a transformed Earth, one reshaped by the System and teeming with deadly opportunity. But survival now means more than just leveling up. As a marked Forerunner, he’s caught the attention of ancient Primordials who see him as both threat and entertainment. Under their malicious gaze, Drake must outthink, outfight, and outlevel everything this new world throws at him—because hesitation means certain death.

The summoning wasn't meant for him. When a dimensional rift tears through his office, Timothy Johnson finds himself in Tamaria — not as a chosen hero, not as a destined savior, but as an accident. The ritual that pulled him through killed four people to open the door. He was the wrong man on the wrong side of it. Tamaria doesn't care. The Scepter of Aethon has bonded to him regardless, granting him access to a dual cultivation path — Craftsman and Mage simultaneously — that the Mage-Lords consider impossible and the Church considers heresy. Both want him dead or controlled. Neither is...

Ludger was supposed to be just another forgotten soul, reborn into a quiet life under the care of his young mother, Elaine. With nothing but a mysterious system in his vision and the faint promise of growth, he resigned himself to learning the humble trade of cooking. Knives, fire, seasoning—his skills grew sharper than his years, but it wasn’t the power-fantasy adventure he once dreamed of. That is, until one reckless night in the tavern, when a hooded mage and a simple spell shattered the illusion of normalcy forever.

I died a Knight. I woke up a Groundskeeper — Rank F. My party wiped in a deep dungeon. The System offered a respawn with a class re-pick. I reached for a better weapon… and grabbed gardening shears by mistake. The choice locked in. Now I’m assigned to a dead courtyard nobody’s truly cultivated in generations. Rusted shears. A broken rake. A cracked bucket. Zero combat access. The whole academy treats me like useless decoration. Then I clear my first patch of dormant grass and the System records an actual yield. Fine mana grain. Real coin. The grounds aren’t dead—they’ve been ...

Could I even call myself a Monster Merchant if I didn’t chase the chance to see a drake, maybe even capture it? With Talon growing stronger and Feylux sharpening his skills, our pack is more than ready for the challenge. No quiet days. No normal mornings. Just a Monster Merchant trying to earn coins before supper. With Amara at my side, and new allies in tow, Valdoria keeps cranking up the difficulty level. Monsters keep growing, new abilities unlock, and every step brings more danger, profit, and creatures I never thought I’d see.

After surviving a harsh winter, Eli finds himself in a unique situation when a long-lost dungeon is discovered on the property. It could be the perfect proving ground for the students who have earned their Class, but it could also become their tomb. It also doesn't help that the town of Last Stop is in danger. The Edgelands are creeping in and gobbling up entire cities overnight. With nowhere else to take the children, it's up to Eli to come up with a solution to both problems that only a Master Enchanter could accomplish. With the love of a few good women by his side, anything is possible.

He survived the goblin raid. Now he has to survive the health inspector. Matthias Bauer, former Stuttgart baker and current [Innkeeper], has successfully defended his establishment and completed his grand opening. But in the frontier town of Oakhaven, the real monsters wear velvet doublets and carry bureaucratic clipboards. Zum Goldenen Krug is booming. Thanks to Matthias’s uncompromising German efficiency and a domesticated Dungeon Heart functioning as a magical refrigeration system, he is turning lethal monster parts into highly sought-after buff food. From explosive Goblin Pepper Stew ...

I rode into dense fog on call in an ambulance. I woke up enrolled in a magic academy… and I’m ranked near the bottom. On Earth, I was a paramedic. At the academy, I’m a rank F field healer with a locked specialization, no spellbook, and a system that thinks “abnormally high bond compatibility” is a medical warning. When a combat duelist named Mara starts crashing from wounds magic says are already fixed, I do what I know: stabilize, assess, hold pressure. Then her buried memories start coming back. Now my “wrong” healing methods are improving her class, throwing forbidden ...

Saving the world is easy. Saving their reputation? That requires a degree in Public Relations. My name is Peter Vance, and I don’t have super strength, laser vision, or a tragic origin story. I have a PR degree, a tailored suit, and a massive caffeine addiction. In a city full of capes, I’m the guy they call when a hero accidentally throws a city bus through a hospital window. I’m the best crisis manager in the business. But my newest assignment might actually kill me. I’ve been hired to manage the Vanguard, the city’s most powerful, all-female superhero team. The media calls them...

When the Ledger counts you at fourteen, it decides what you are. Doran got one word: Static. Permanent Level 1. In a world where power is measured in Levels and a stuck account means a wasted life, Static is the worst thing a person can be. So Doran does what the Ledger never anticipated. Every healer in the world hits a ceiling, the point where the spell reaches its limit and the excess mana evaporates as waste. Doran's Heal has no ceiling. The overflow crystallises into something permanent, something the Ledger can't quite account for, and every patient he treats makes him fractionally, ...