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God of Grinding

Among countless online games, one name is at the pinnacle: The Old Quest. It's a never-ending world of grind, and the concept of "max level" is an urban myth. Right in the middle of this virtual frontier is a young man—a dedicated gamer driven by an insatiable ambition to reach unprecedented heights in the game. He fuels his determination and attains a level so monumental that he has begun to shake the very core of The Old Quest. But when this seemed like the ultimate challenge overcome, the game sprang yet another surprise on him—a message from the developers and a new prompt "Become a god race" which turned an upheaval in his gaming journey. God of Grinding is a tale of persistence and strength but, maybe even more importantly, about plot twists that come with success. It's a virtual journey based on one crucial question: what happens when a player becomes a god? ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Join our discord: https://discord.gg/v9QSTrDQS6

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Mess of the World II

A glint of challenge flickered in Roderick's eyes. "Looks like one of them has a taste for a duel," he muttered, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

Bernard, ever the strategist, followed his king's gaze. "Perhaps a final display of our power, Your Majesty? To truly crush their spirits?"

Roderick chuckled, a sound that resonated with the confidence of a warrior king. "Indeed, Bernard. Let's show them why they should fear the lion of Cymeria."

King Roderick strode through the grand halls of the Cymerian castle, his boots echoing on the polished marble floor. Relief washed over him as he shed the heavy mantle of leadership, the weight of the battle temporarily lifted. He entered the living quarters, his heart swelling at the sight of his wife, a woman whose beauty defied her years.

"Is everything alright, darling?" she inquired, her voice laced with concern, her eyes searching his face for any sign of injury.