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Realm of Myths and Legends

Jin, a hardcore gamer who still lives with his mom at the age of 24. He could never hold down a steady job since graduating, his girlfriend since high school dumped him for his best friend and he's constantly getting beat up by a group of local gang members. His dad left him and his mom when he became rich from the lottery and got a new family, one free of debt and burdens as he called it. His mom works 3 jobs to keep everything from falling apart, except for herself slowly. One day on his way home with the very first and new fully immersive VRMMORPG called Realm of Myths and Legends or RML for short, he died from a hit and run car accident. RML was advertised as the worlds first fully immersive VRMMORPG, allowing for players with skill sets in the real world, like sword training, martial arts, archery or reaction time, to benefit in the game itself! Though Jin died and at that moment a soul from another world crossed over into his body and inherited his memories. The man known as Izroth once hailed as the greatest cultivator in the seven realms, soul reincarnates into the modern world year 20xx in the body of Jin. "What are all these strange memories flowing into my mind..? I've been to all seven realms and have never seen one like this. Earth is it?" "M-My cultivation..! It's back to nothing! This body is so weak and spiritual essence here is scarce. But my soul strength is untainted." "I'll make right all the wrongs that have been done to you, your revenge shall come." "It's called a video game? I'll play it! Since you've given me this body even though it wasn't planned, I'll accomplish your goal of becoming #1." "So sects here are called guilds... I'll make the strongest one there is!" "Ha? World greatest gamer? Don't think you can bully me and not pay the price!" Action, Adventure, Betrayals, Romance, Revenge. Join Izroth on his journey to become the #1 player and create the #1 guild in RML! ----------------------------------------- Check out and support their work! Lots of great artwork! Discord: https://discord.gg/W6N9MZk Contact Me: DaoistZenFeng@gmail.com

DaoistZenFeng · Games
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1100 Chs

Heavy Weighing Thoughts

"We'll see how long you can keep that arrogance," Aurelius said coldly as a gale of wind burst from his sword.

Izroth kicked off his back foot and created some distance between himself and Aurelius.

At the same time, a vortex of wind several meters wide began to swirl around Aurelius.

"Windstorm Fourth Style: Restless Cyclone!" Aurelius roared as he swept his sword down before him.

When he performed this action, the wind vortex instantly expanded in all directions.

Every place the wind vortex passed became riddled with deep cuts as the ground in its path was completely destroyed.

In addition, almost immediately after he launched his attack, Aurelius shifted his stance as a mixture of the lightning and wind elements converged at a point above his head.

Bzzzt...!

Several waves of violent electricity discharged from the mixture of elements as the Storming Bulwark that encompassed Aurelius seemed to grow in strength.