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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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Gearing Up

Laying on a plush foam bed were a nice set of daggers, the blades a creamy white. It was evident at first sight that these were made of bone.

"Mr. Magnus was gracious enough to explain that the monsters that came into our world were a great resource and that we shouldn't shy away from using it. It took a bit of learning to use this special material, but our engineers were able to get results."

Pulling out the daggers, which were evidently made from large canines, Jack handed them to his wife, who grabbed them before twirling them around with an expert hand, checking their balance and weight.

"Hmm. These will do," she claimed, grabbing the sheaths Jack was handing her and stowing the blades.

Closing the crate, he then pointed to each crate, telling their new proprietors which one was theirs.

Clark pulled out a set of bone brass knuckles, which seemed to be made with actual rat paws, the claws on it polished and sharpened.