NOVEL NEXT Chapter 18: The Final Step – Distributing His Attributes!
[Date: March 9, 2025]
[Time: 4:30 PM]
[Location: Awakening Dungeon – Settlement Chamber]
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The golden glow of the settlement chamber slowly faded, its divine radiance dimming as the system completed its final calculations.
Ankush exhaled slowly, his entire body thrumming with unrestrained power, his mind sharper than ever. The transformation was now complete—he was no longer the same person who had stepped into this dungeon just a few hours ago.
He flexed his fingers, feeling the raw strength that coursed through his very being. Every muscle felt like it was constructed out of unbreakable steel, every breath sending waves of mana rippling through the air.
The system flashed one last time, and a final notification window appeared before his eyes.
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[Final Allocation of Attribute Points Required]
Despite reaching Level 8, his attribute points remained unallocated.
He had yet to distribute the vast ocean of power that lay dormant within him.
The interface expanded, presenting him with a detailed breakdown.
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[Total Free Attribute Points Gained: 5,120]
[Available Distribution Options:]
- Strength: (1 point = +10 Physical Attack)
- Mana: (1 point = +10 Magic Attack)
- Mental: (1 point = +10 Total Mana)
- Physique: (1 point = +100 HP)
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Ankush's eyes scanned the screen.
For a moment, he debated the best possible distribution.
Should he balance all his stats?
Or should he go all-in on one particular area?
In the end, he made his decision.
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[Final Attribute Distribution]
- Strength: +1020 points → 1,010,200 Strength
- Mana: +1300 points → 3,013,000 Mana
- Mental: +1100 points → 2,011,000 Mental
- Physique: +1700 points → 4,655,750 Physique (Total HP: 465,575,000)
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As soon as he confirmed his choice, a sudden surge of energy exploded through his body.
It wasn't just a change in numbers.
It was a true evolution of his very being.
His bones grew denser, harder than any material known to man.
His muscles coiled with more power than even the strongest awakened warriors.
His mana flowed like an unstoppable river, no longer just an external force but something that was now part of him.
The moment passed, and with it, his transformation was complete.
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[Finalized Status Window]
[User: Ankush Halder]
- Profession: Blueprint Architect (D+)
- Level: 8
- EXP Stored: 24.6 billion
[Final Stats]
- Strength: 1,010,200 – Physical power, capable of destroying reinforced steel structures effortlessly.
- Mana: 3,013,000 – Magic reserves large enough to power an entire city's energy grid for years.
- Mental: 2,011,000 – Cognitive processing speed beyond human limitations, enabling reaction times at the speed of thought.
- Physique: 4,655,750 – Unmatched body resilience and endurance, making him nearly impervious to conventional damage.
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[Time Remaining Until Ejection: 00:00:05]
Ankush's eyes narrowed.
It was time to leave.
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[Location: Outside the Awakening Dungeon – Awakened Registration Desk]
The instant he stepped out of the glowing portal, the air hit him differently.
It was crisper, more alive.
He could feel every tiny fluctuation in the wind, the movement of dust particles, the faint murmurs of conversations far beyond what normal people could hear.
But as his gaze lifted, he immediately noticed something.
The atmosphere was different.
Hundreds of students were gathered in a large open field, forming long lines as they waited to get their levels recorded at the Awakened Registration Desk.
Several examiners sat behind glowing panels, their expressions filled with boredom and mild amusement as they processed each awakened student's details.
A large holographic screen displayed the names and levels of those who had just finished their Awakening Dungeon.
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[Awakening Status – Student Rankings]
- Rank 1: Pranav Rajan (Level 12 – Fire Knight)
- Rank 2: Akash Ghosh (Level 11 – Lightning Swordsman)
- Rank 3: Priya Mukherjee (Level 10 – Arcane Sorceress)
- Rank 4: Rahul Bose (Level 10 – Wind Archer)
- Rank 5: Neeraj Sen (Level 9 – Shadow Assassin)
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The students in the queue were murmuring amongst themselves, pointing at the leaderboard with admiration and jealousy.
"Level 12? Damn… how did Pranav manage that?"
"Yeah, but Akash is only one level behind. He's definitely going to challenge for the top spot."
"Priya getting to Level 10 makes sense. Her family literally owns a mana resource company."
"Haha! Look at that loser, Suman. He barely reached Level 4!"
The chatter continued, but Ankush ignored it.
His steps were calm, his presence unnoticed as he moved toward the registration desk.
It wasn't like he was in a hurry.
For some reason, no one even glanced at him.
Until—he reached the front.
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[Registration Desk – Level Verification]
The examiner sitting at the desk was a woman in her late 30s, dressed in a government-issued uniform with the emblem of the Awakened Bureau on her sleeve.
Her dark brown eyes flickered with exhaustion, and her expression screamed disinterest.
"Next," she called out lazily, barely even looking up.
Ankush stepped forward.
The moment he placed his hand on the scanner, a soft beep echoed as the system began reading his level.
Then—
The woman's eyes widened.
She blinked, then blinked again, her expression twisting into one of mild disbelief.
But in the next instant, she let out an amused chuckle.
She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms as a sneer stretched across her lips.
"Level 8?" she muttered, shaking her head. "Another pathetic failure."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for the nearby students to hear.
A few of them turned to look, their expressions filled with mocking curiosity.
"Heh… Level 8?"
"Man, even the worst awakeners at least reach Level 9 or 10. That guy must've completely bombed his dungeon."
"Did he even fight? Or did he just hide the whole time?"
A few students snickered, exchanging amused glances.
Ankush's expression didn't change.
He didn't care.
Why should he?
These people… they had no idea.
They had no idea what had actually happened inside that dungeon.
They had no idea that he had stored more EXP than their entire bloodlines would ever accumulate.
They had no idea that while they were boasting about Level 10, he was already standing on the edge of something far greater.
So he did what he always did—he remained silent.
The examiner sighed, clearly disinterested again.
"Alright, failure," she said dryly. "You're registered. Move along."
Ankush turned and walked away without a word.
But deep down—he was smiling.
Because soon…
The world would understand.