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Guild Wars

Draco had risen to the top of the world through his exploits in the legendary FIVR game, Boundless. After years of intense conflicts between his guild, Hellscape, and the guild of his former infidel lover, Darkrow, things came to a head when Draco conquered all. Now, nothing stood in his way of total conquest within the highly acclaimed second world of mankind, as he intended to fortify his new empire. Unfortunately, a timely assassination sent him back into the wheel of time for reincarnation, but not even the Gods gave him peace of death. Thrust into the past, Draco realized he'd been given a second chance at life to start from scratch, with all the knowledge of over fifteen years of almost absolute power in Boundless. Now, his path to glory will be far shorter and filled with more bloodshed than Hades could handle. ___________________________________________________________________________ WARNING: If you're the type to be triggered easily, please do not read.

Kotario · Games
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The Wheel of Fortune

"What would you like to know, My Lord?" The Goatman asked with a bow. 

"Tell me everything you know about the circumstances regarding the choices presented by this altar." Draco inquired with a light smile. 

Hoover nodded. "Right at once, Sir." 

The butler straightened his bent back, gazing at the altar with a hint of respect and reverence in his eyes. After all, to every native of this small world, the Altar of Crafting symbolized their closest link with their Supreme Ancestor. 

"The altar offers anyone who uses it two options. The first is to add more slots by paying for it with either Aether Crystals - an item which is incredibly scarce here - or with money. This is pretty straightforward I believe." 

Draco agreed and told Hoover to focus on the second choice.