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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

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Dave made his way through the forest slowly, fighting the random monsters he encountered.

"Alright, level 312, woo hoo! Just have to keep grinding. Baby-steps."

He was about to log-out when he got a voice-chat request. He smiled when he saw who it was from and accepted the incoming chat.

"Long Zhao, this is a surprise. You want your stuff back, don't you?"

"Excellent, I didn't think you'd accept my call. Yes, I wish to buy back the items I dropped."

"Hmm, what's your offer?"

"Market value," said the berserker.

"Huh, I'm surprised you aren't asking me to give them back to you for free."

"No, Death Stroke. You won, fair and square. But I would very much like to buy the items back from you, the chest piece is part of my armor set."

"Alright, where do you wanna meet?"

"Moria, in the town square."

"Remember I have a Kill-Order on my head. I only have ten minutes of safe time left in Moria."

"We can do this right now. I will give you the money and you can leave immediately."