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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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Demon Hunter

Dave reached the Bone Palace in a few minutes. The guards at the entrance immediately recognized him and opened the gate.

One of them still stared at Dave, confused.

Dave understood that the undead's confusion had to be concerning his current equipment. It was probably safe to assume that he had to be the first Doom Knight wearing a Death Knight's armor in the entire Dead Realm.

Dave nodded at the knights and quickly went past them into the courtyard. He was hesitating, worrying about what the King would think of his outer appearance. Last time they spoke, the Undead King had granted him an audience, but his worries seemed unfounded as he heard his voice calling for him for afar.

Dave walked up the spiral marble stairs. After a minute walk, he arrived in the throne room that was at the top of the palace.

Dagla and Samael were in the presence of the king, and they seemed to be in the midst of discussing something important.