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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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Skelly Skulls, Skelly Skulles everywhere!

He waved a hand and two Spectral Skulls appeared.

As he dodged another attack from the demon, Dave sent both Skulls through a mirrored wall and sixteen Spectral Skulls emerged from all around the room.

Dave willed half of the Skulls to attack the demon and sent the other eight back into one of the walls.

The attack of the massed Skulls Staggered the demon even as the new multiples of Skulls emerged from the walls, eight Skulls from each of the eight walls.

Taking advantage of the momentary lapse in pursuit Dave ran away from the demon to the other side of the room. He began directing the flocks of Spectral Skulls, continuing to multiply them and then will a portion to attack the demon. He looked like a mad orchestra conductor, pointing, waving his arms and snapping his fingers.