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MMORPG: Vampire Lord's Level-UP!

READ THIS: You think this novel hasn't been updated for months? WRONG! I've been making significant changes from the early chapters. For now, here's my periodic update progress: Last Update: November 9, 2023 Chapters: 16 of 139 Chapters Words: +21,000 of 150,000 Words *** UPDATE 04-Dec-2023: I mean, yeah, you practically right :v I'll just add all the fuckin chapter once I've done them in once. That should be good and yet idk when. *** Instead of the cliché plot of a poor, pitiful, and powerless dude dying due to their incompetence, then coming back to the past and attempting to change their fate through a game that once altered the world—yes, they are in the story—but that's not just where the main plot lies. Meet Anubis, the Crown of the Vampire Lord. His emergence in this peculiar world raises countless question marks and uncertainties. His existence is peculiar; he was never programmed to be part of the story, or even to exist in The Last Fantasy game world itself. Yet, here he stands, defying fate! Through his extraordinary presence, he captivates the attention of all; players, NPCs, GMs, and even those who proudly embody the concepts of regressors, reincarnators, rebirth, and divine powers. Along his vast and unguided journey, he encounters countless anomalies. Confronted by beings who claim not to belong to this realm, each with their own goals and threats. Ultimately, it is Anubis who will raise the curtain, inviting those who assert their ownership of this world, and unveiling the true purpose of his existence and the enigmatic secrets that lie within.

Pithecantrophus · Games
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141 Chs

Botanical Specimens

Location: Phantasmoria's Easternside Post Guard

The guard post stood as a sturdy structure, a fusion of weathered wood and stone, strategically situated at the juncture between the verdant expanse and the parched vastness of the desert. It comprised a sentinel tower that soared above the treetops, offering an unobstructed vantage to survey both the safe zone and the perilous wilderness that lay beyond.

The sentinel tower found itself encircled by a palisade crafted from timber, forming a protective embrace around a modest courtyard. A substantial wooden gate, fortified with iron fixtures, stood as the sentinel post's threshold. Guards roamed the precinct, their russet uniforms seamlessly blending with the earthy palette of their surroundings.