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VRMMORPG: Dragomancer Reborn

Arthur Grey was one of the many poor souls doomed to forever do menial dead end jobs. That was until, the rise of a new Virtual reality game Morpheus Online. It was a technological revolution that ushered in a new age for the world. One didn’t need to be educated! One didn’t need to go to college! All could simply strive to gain fortune in Morpheus Online and become rich! Arthur of course joined in on the opportunity presented and did his best to reap a fortune for himself. Unfortunately things didn’t go well for him and one day he perished in an earthquake. Miraculously though, fate had a different plan. Arthur found himself back in his 18 year old self! He had regressed! With all his memories intact, Arthur vowed to reach the top of Morpheus Online, taking advantage of all the secrets that were still hidden along with the biggest secret of them all: The Dragomancer’s Legacy! Taming dragons? Wielding their powers? All was within the grasp as long as one became a Dragomancer. But there was a lot more to the dark side of Morpheus Online that Arthur would discover, realizing there was more to his regression than just luck.

Grand_Void_Daoist · Games
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Another Intrusion And Taking Quests

The cost for the repairs was minor compared to the cost of the new equipment, thus Arthur didn't mind it.

"Here you go," Arthur took out the required coins and handed it to the Armorer.

"You can come by in an hour and I should have the armor pieces repaired." The Armorer replied.

"Sure, I'll finish some work in that time." Arthur said before taking the helm and the boots.

He quickly equipped them as it was better to have some armor than none for now.

Thankfully he was still in the town and wouldn't necessarily have to worry about any attack. 

'I may as well get information about the situation of the town…' Arthur thought as he went to the Adventurers guild. 

If there was one place that would offer him the best information it would be there. Plus there was also a tavern inside it that would often have people whose tongues would wag after a bit of booze.