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Rise of The Undead Legion

Three years ago Conquest was released, redefining virtual reality and gaming. ‘An entire world on a server. Dive in and play the RPG to end all others; explore, create, conquer. LIVE!’ It became an overnight phenomena worldwide. Dave Ruster grew up without a family to speak of, he had few friends and fewer prospects. He lives in the same small town where he graduated from high school, and works long hours at a low-paying job that barely pays for rent and the food on his table. He can’t afford college, but at least he is not out on the streets. His life is going nowhere, stuck on a treadmill. Until chance, karma, or providence, call it whatever you believe in, intervenes. Suddenly, David’s circumstances change. Injured and unable to work, he’s about to lose what little he has. His fate balances where crisis and opportunity go hand in hand. He can risk it all, seizing the opportunity to make circumstances work for him, potentially going further and higher than he ever dreamed. Or he can accept his fate and watch life from the sidelines Join Dave as he puts all his aspirations and hopes, all that he is, into the game he always wanted to play, Conquest! It will be a journey of adventure and discovery, victory and loss, as he strives to create a new future for himself, in-the-game and In Real Life. **** Story is currently being proofed by our Lord Sambraga! (chapters 54+) so please bear with the mediocre quality of writing in the first chaps, it gets much better later on!****

Biako · Games
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564 Chs

Broke Through

"C'mon, show these NPCs what you're made of!" Warlord shouted as he exhibited an unprecedented amount of glee for leading a frontal assault at the Qin Capital's gates.

The attacks from the mercenaries and his Devastator guild were massive in size and number, spanning the entire frontal length of the capital's city walls. Fire, water, rocks, and even sharp wind blades, smashed and crashed against the seemingly immovable walls. The gates were sturdy, yet the continuous onslaught was like water dripping down against a rock. It was only a matter of time before either the gate or the walls were breached, and the capital would have to fend off the most elite members of the Western Kingdom.

Warlord summoned his avatar. Now wasn't the time to hold anything back and he wanted to remind the world that he continued to be the strongest player.