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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

Don't Mess With The Storm

"I don't have time to waste, I have more important things to do," Warlord folded and left the area with Valentine in hand.

Leaving Blaster, and Dave in the middle of the city square.

The players were still flabbergasted as they were gawking at how the Undead Kis'Shtiengbrah treated the entire affair. Dave on the other hand shrugged, and turned to Blaster," So, where's Jeffery?"

"Here!" came the sound of a player among the group of spectators.

Turning, Dave saw a short guy clad in standard Hunter armor, he wielded a small bow behind his back and wore a brown coat that reached down to his feet. If the player would link the edges of the coat, it would cover him completely.

"Good to see you, Jeff." Dave nodded.

"G-good to see you too, Mr. Skeletal," the player greeted him back, stuttering while he was at it.

"Relax I don't bite. At least not those on my side. So you think you are ready for adventure time with Mr. Skeletal?" Dave asked.