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Races: Online ( VR Smartphone App )

What happens when a young man with bad luck receives the opportunity of a lifetime? After receiving a strange email to beta-test a game for $1000, will you venture into the world of Races: Online and meet multiple Fantasy Races? Will you embark onto the path of becoming one of the future Heroes and Adventurers by enrolling in the Kraelonia Academy? Will you seek to build your village or perhaps aim for the crown instead? See the world through the lenses of the main protagonist and other characters: Han Jing - a twenty-something young man who receives the email and becomes a Player. Live as a Student at Kraelonia Academy by night, but return to the real world by day and discover the world one lives in has its own secrets lingering beneath its surface. Timothy Cook - an NPC (?) from Rockfall Village who also travels with 'Han' to Kraelonia Academy. A young man with a fiery personality and the [ Firestarter ] Skill to match, after losing his mother during the Demon Lord's attack, does he have anything left to do? The allure of magic calls to him, but what if he sinks deeper than he could possibly go? A world of Classes, Levels, Swords and Sorcery... hop into the Races: Online server and start your quest today! Or maybe meet up with the other Players offline? "This Demon Lord would really like to have a word with you without the safety net of the game rules." -—-—- WARNING: SLOW-PACED, MULTI-PERSPECTIVE SERIES. -—-—- Support the Author: Discord: https://discord.gg/NNU4emZ Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/cheldv Patreon: https://patreon.com/rachel_ruth Undergoing edits.

RachelRuth · Games
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Inside of the box, each one of them shimmered and sparkled like gems, crystalline and perfect in shape—a box of glazed donuts stared up at the Wood Elf. It caught him in surprise, and he blinked for one moment. At loss for words, until he glanced back at Han Jing and laughed. "This is what you bring me? Some kind of..."

"Confectionery?" Han Jing answered for him. "It's a donut, Hazel. Don't tell me you don't have it from where you're from?" he asked with a pointed stare. If he bothered with a disguise, then he would keep up with the ruse. Behind the Wood Elf, Jinjing had already thrown open her own box, grabbed for a piece of a donut and bit into hers.