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New Eden: Live to Play, Play to Live

In a world of constant competition, one man aims for the top. In this new genre VRMMORPG, he plans on becoming the strongest at all costs. The classes, the races, the starting zones, everything is a mystery in 'New Eden'. This game is coming out without a shred of details. The only thing that was promoted was the freedom of skill choosing. Our protagonist Alexander, gamer tag Astaroth, has always dreamt of becoming an E-Sports athlete. His parents supported his dream, but they are no longer of this world. He fully intends on making it in this new game, if not for him, then at least to honor their memory. With no idea how he wants to play his character, Alexander chooses the most mysterious starting race. Will this be his road to success or his downfall? The game assistant certainly thought the latter. "Do as you wish, young adventurer. I only wish to add this. Do not come back with complaints when you realize you have made the wrong choice," the elf said, looking at him with clear hatred. "We will see about that," Alexander flatly replied. "I love challenges," he added. "Very well!" the elf harrumphed. "Have the adventure of your lifetime, as short as it will last," he sarcastically added. Ahead of him lies an uncertain path, filled with trials and hardships. But one thing is clear in his eyes. He will become the strongest player in the game, even if he must step over mountains of corpses to do so. Over are his days of working hard for nothing, it's make or break now! I now have a discord where you can talk with other readers and me. There are also channels to discuss new weapons; characters; classes; or monsters that you might want to design and see incorporated in the story. I will always give credit to the person that created said thing, rest assured. The link is https://discord.gg/68kPqbSFrN

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Clearing Camp

The ground at David's feet started rumbling slightly, until it cracked open, a hand piercing through the compacted dirt. A purple haze covered the hand, with steel armour covering every finger.

While David was focused on summoning Ratma, his Death Knight, a few live Goblins slipped through the encirclement, because his undead stopped moving.

"David! What the fuck are you doing, dude?!" Alex shouted.

From the corner of his eye, he could see a hand pierce through the ground, but it took him a moment to figure out who this hand belonged to.

David could see what he was doing was causing them problems. But if he summoned Ratma, their troubles would lessen to such a degree they could clear this camp in a jiffy.

As the Death Knight crawled his way out of the ground, a heavy aura of death permeated the surrounding space. The air was almost difficult to breathe for Godrick, who was a normal human.