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Online In Another World

In this world, there are those that are fortunate and those who are not. Ethan Bellrose is neither; he is cursed. At nineteen, he has lived his entire life sheltered in his home as his fragile body blisters under sunlight, breaks under the slightest impact, and falls to any sickness. However, the arrival of a world-changing digital service catches the hopeless young man’s eye: “Reincarnation Online”--a virtual reality experience that gives a new fantastical life to those who are unfulfilled with their current path. For Ethan Bellrose, the choice is simple. Without hesitation, he orders the virtual reality headgear, choosing to abandon his current life and live forevermore in the world of fantasy, magic, and endless adventure–”Arcadius.” Though what he finds is a world not full of leisure and trivial triumph, but a world just as alive and full of darkness, glory, and grandeur as Earth–if not greater. Starting from square one as an infant, given a new name and family, this is the eventful life, full of dreadful lows and exhilarating highs, of “Emilio Dragonheart.” [...Booting System…] [Welcome to Reincarnation Online.] [You will henceforth by the recipient of the Dragonheart System.] [Please, enjoy your stay.]

DelzGB · Fantasy
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485 Chs

Dance With The Devil

Soon, night crawled over as a result of the sun-like crystal in the air dimming, releasing pollen-like particles that danced through the isolated air, resembling stars.

Nightfall?...Can't say I'm excited for that, he thought.

It was devastatingly dark; the glistening pollen above hardly provided any light, forcing him to move through the ominous forest of death.

The sound of weightful footsteps crunching twigs and leaves caused him to duck into a bush again, opting to avoid a fight if he could.

"--" He suppressed his breathing.

What he found marching through the sea of trees was a humanoid figure, though clearly not; its flesh was of rotting bark, each step it took sounded as if wood was creaking. There were vines hanging from its body and flowers blossoming, yet wilting.

What is that…? He questioned.