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MMORPG: Rise of the Primordial Godsmith

"All I need is a second chance..." "A second chance to make things right." Watching the world in front of him crumble before his very eyes, Valyr felt immense regret. He and his comrades made sure to prepare for every possible mishap, for every possible thing that could've gone wrong... yet in the end, their side still lost. Feeling his consciousness slip away from him, the young man screamed out into the heavens, wishing at his dying moment to get a second chance. A second chance to make things right. Thankfully, the heavens responded. Sending him back into the world where everything began, Valyr was reborn as an NPC of Greater Beyond a year before the game went live. Armed with all of the knowledge he'd gained from his past life, as well as the goal of not wanting the past to repeat itself, he was going to make sure they won the final battle this time, stopping at nothing to achieve it. Though, before he could do that, he'd first have to pick up the path he ventured in the past. ---------- Feel free to join the Discord: https://discord.gg/FU7fdYwaau

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A Token of Appreciation

Silence.

Silence filled the entirety of Tristan's body as he read through the description of the item Valyr had given him, being a metal glove that had the Sand Serpent Fangs as protrusions on its knuckles. Under the rays of the sun, the metal glove had a faint orange-red sheen to it, mostly due to the Blazefield Stone embedded in the center.

Nevertheless, even though the metal glove was aesthetically pleasing to look at, Tristan's attention still remained fixated on the screen filled with text before him, his expression wide-eyed as it took a while for his expression to return to normal.

"Rare+…" Tristan muttered in shock as he closed the small screen in front of his field of vision, shifting his gaze onto the young man that had just forged the metal glove he was holding. "You… you really made this…"