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VRMMORPG: Return Of The Grandmaster

[Warning: Mature Content] "I got transmigrated into the game world I created?!" Trent Docker, a youth who had wasted much of his life as a chronic gamer and web-savvy individual, finally utilizes his cyber intellect to become a better person. He creates the most magnificent virtual reality game ever, which immediately garners sponsorship and funding, and Paradox Unbound, the best VR game, is established. However, fate takes a dark turn when Trent and his family are brutally murdered by his new business partners. Summoned by a goddess, he is granted a second chance at life with a condition: he must eliminate chaos and restore balance to the Paradox, a world that blends magic and technology. In return, she promises him revenge against those who took his life. Armed with an unparalleled, overpowered system and his comprehensive knowledge of the game he created, Trent becomes an unstoppable force. However, the Paradox proves to be more profound than he ever anticipated. Elves, devils, beasts, dungeons, and even nude female centaurs populate the world. Trent never expected such complexity when designing Paradox Unbound, but he is determined not to waste this new life. He aims to avenge his family's murder and satisfy the goddess who is oddly obsessed with him. Follow Trent as he builds the largest clan from his own seed and females, conquering other Dynasties all in the wish of the goddess and slowly becoming the villain of his own game. Additional Tags/What to Expect: Anti-hero to Villain MC, Nonchalant MC, Smut scenes, Kingdom Building, Cultivation, Videogame×Fantasy, Slight System trope.

CallmeGeto · Fantasy
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165 Chs

The Vale. 5

Acarr swung her sword wickedly at Trent, the blade cutting through the air in a downward motion towards him. Trent, forcing himself to make zero use of his [Agility] granted by the goddess, found it almost impossible to evade the attack, lifting his heavy mega sword with natural strength.

The two metals clashed in midair, Acarr's sword pressing down on Trent's. Sparks flew as the Grimorian-crafted blades met, the sound of metal echoing through the calm, dim morning. 'Fuck!' Trent cursed inwardly, feeling the strain in his muscles as he struggled to hold his ground under the weight of Acarr's otherworldly strength. 'Such strength! From a female, no less!'

Acarr's eyes gleamed with intensity, long itching to get a piece of Nightingale after seeing him again in the [Cardinal Across Shadows] Dungeon. "Fight, my Lord!" she hissed loudly through gritted teeth.