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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
Not enough ratings
564 Chs

Never Fear

"We're here!" Cervantes spoke. But just as he finished his words, a spear struck him right in the chest, the Gae Bolg took down one of the Devastator's most elite players with one hit.

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YOU DIED!

Your account has been permanently banned from the game of Conquest!

Cervantes woke up, frustrated at the notification, he got out of his gaming capsule and sat down, sighing.

"Man, I hope you make it skelly, I did all I could," Cervantes muttered to himself.

And now without him, there was no one else to share the feed of the battle between Skelly and Alfred.

Cervantes got down to his living room, his mother and father were smiling at him, "You did good son," said the father, "You made us proud of you, now all is left is for Skelly to beat that old geezer and you'll be remembered as a hero."

"I hope so, pops, but that's very difficult, Albert currently has all the skills of the monsters he consumed in the game, and they're not pretty."