I Own EVERY Class in This World: Life Set to HELL Mode!

What happened before:

"See you in 30 seconds," Stark smiled as he stared at Aphex, pure insanity in his gaze.

BOOM!

The beam of [Moonlit Obliteration] hit him directly.

-99,999,999!

There was no need to even show the number, Stark was instantly killed, every cell in his body evaporated from the sheer power of that thing.

"..."

And the most important thing to note was that when dying, Stark could indeed feel the pain you would usually go through if you actually died.

When he was cut in half by Judicator, when he was swallowed by the sculk of the Warden, or when he was crushed by the Guardian Ape.

He felt it all, yet still didn't abandon because of the pain.

He needed to keep going, no matter what.

Funny enough, Aphex wasn't the first opponent Stark fought that use the moon as his power: there was Akira from the second trial.

BOOM!

[You have been killed.]

His consciousness faded, only to come back a few seconds later, in the black void of his mind.

[Do you want to revive?]

[60 seconds left until permanent game over.]

Yet again, he was put on that timer, but it was fine.

A screen appeared before him, showing the exterior of the trial, where Follower suddenly held Aphex's leg with his chains.

"Looks like I have more time than I thought," Stark smirked, sighing, "You can come out now."

The moment he said those words, 5 figures emerged before him.

It was Domination, Soul Wielder, Alchemist, Exorcist and Incubus, all looking at him with wide smiles on their faces.

Domination was the basic one, completely red with a figure made out of crimson aura moving like waves and white eyes, "Here he is again..."

Alchemist was wearing his coat, a few potions in his hands, "You haven't been using me lately, heh?"

Exorcist's pupils were crimson crosses, and he had a halo above his head, his two hands joined together, "Eradicate the demons..."

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Soul Wielder was also red, though a bit lighter than Domination, and with a heart mimicking his [Domination Soul] on his chest, "Bam! Headshot!"

And finally, Incubus was purple, with demons horns and a tail, "Can you stop fighting for a bit and actually get some play? I'm basically useless!"

Each of them had their own personalities, but they were all there, waiting for Stark to wake up and kick these guys' asses.

"Maybe try to throw my potions for once!"

"How about slamming them with the soul heart!"

"Idiots, he should clearly use the cross!"

"I'm useless, why am I even here..."

They all gave their own suggestions, except [Domination], who simply smiled.

He clapped his hands together once, sending a shockwave of aura forward.

"No need to do any of that," he snapped his fingers, and Stark's inventory appeared before him.

[Items: Double Power, Cooldown Gem, Clarity Orb, Blood-Stained Amulet]

There was no need to say or do anything to figure out what Stark needed to do.

He gazed at the [Cooldown Gem] before smiling, his aura flaring around him.

"Alright," he pointed at all his classes, snapping his fingers, all of them disappearing and seeping back into his body, "Let's nuke those assholes."

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[Do you want to revive?]

[15 seconds left.]

"Yes," he nodded, and the space around him flashed in a blue light.

But not before one panel appeared.

A mysterious panel that had only appeared once before.

Ding!

[Skill: Revenant's Fury]

[Rank: Immortal]

[Description: Only activates after three deaths, have fun!]

[2/3 Deaths]

[One more, Chosen One.]

"Huh", he did remember getting such a skill from completing the tenth floor of the colosseum, but it was still weird to think it was still active.

It was just waiting for its moment to shine.

One more death and Stark would see its power.

But for now...

[Transferring you back to reality, be careful.]

Fwish!

The black space shattered like glass, his consciousness pulled forward at blinding speed.

...

The battlefield reappeared before him in a flash of light.

Aphex and Follower were locked in a fierce battle, but neither of them noticed the faint glow beginning to emanate from the center of the crater.

The glow intensified, forming into a concentrated ball of crimson energy.

The air grew heavy, charged with an overwhelming force that seemed to pull everything toward it.

Then, the ground shook violently.

Stark's body began to reconstruct itself, cell by cell, as if time itself was reversing the damage.

His crimson aura expanded outward, crackling with raw energy.

Bones reformed, muscles stretched, and skin wrapped around his frame, glowing with an ethereal sheen as his form became whole once more.

The process took mere moments, yet the power radiating from him was unlike anything before.

Stark opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and burning with fury.

The crater had deepened thanks to the [Moonlit Obliteration], going very far into the earth now.

"YOU FUCKING IDIOT! CHOSEN'S NOT DEAD!"

Stark heard Aphex shout that even from this distance, and so he knew he needed to act quickly.

He opened up his system inventory, pulling out the [Cooldown Gem] from it and using it immediately.

Ding!

[What skill do you want to reset the cooldown of?]

"Crimson Spears," by choosing that, every perk within it would come back!

Ding!

[Crimson Spears has been reset, every perk is now available.]

Above him, the two opponents were still arguing.

"That attack obliterated everything. There's no way he could've survived!"

"Then why the hell do you think I'm so desperate to kill him now?"

"Your bluff won't work on me, you lunatic-"

And at that moment, Stark felt that the moment was right.

He raised his hand upward, channeling all of his energy into his next attack.

HEAVEN'S SPEAR!

The sky split open as the [Angel of the Spear] appeared for the fourth time in this trial, ready to kick some ass.

"What the fuck..." Follower looked up, his eyes widening and pupils shaking: why was this thing back?!

"I TOLD YOU ALREADY, CHOSEN'S NOT DEAD!" Aphex shouted again, he had missed his chance because of this idiot.

And now that Stark was back, his strongest attack, akin to a legitimate nuke, available, he knew it was over.

In fact, Stark didn't even wait a single second, he didn't even want to see them or talk to them, neither did he want to make himself look superior.

Right now, he just wanted to win this and get out of this trial, no matter what.

And so he did the most logical thing.

"Angel of the spear," he whispered, smiling.

[Yes, master?]

The giant angel in the sky looked down at the trial, his gaze lingering on the two insects before it.

Fwish!

It used its power to summon the giant spear in its hands, ready to eradicate anything and everything.

"Throw that spear into them, I want them dead, but make sure to not throw it with so much power as to kill me or the girls too."

[Very well.]

The angel perfectly and immediately understood what Stark wanted from it as it had perfect control over the spear.

And so... what had to happen happened.

Fwish... BOOOM!

The angel threw the spear.

"HOLY SHIT!" Follower gasped.

"..." Aphex didn't even say anything.