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VRMMORPG: Rise Of The Blood Paragon

"Players? NPCs?" What happens when a game stops being a game? Lionel never imagined that playing a VR game would become the most dangerous decision of his life. On his third login, he was presented with a choice he couldn’t refuse: [Do you want to recreate your character?] [YES OR YES] What started as a routine adventure spiraled into a waking nightmare. Trapped in the game world, Lionel found himself transformed into a vampire—not just any vampire, but a crippled, powerless blood slave, nothing more than prey in a brutal world designed for hunters. Survival seemed impossible. But Lionel wasn’t like the others. Somewhere between player and NPC, he became an anomaly—a glitch in the system. His existence defied the rules of the game, making him something entirely unique. When all hope seemed lost, Lionel awakened a hidden, game-breaking ability: SSS-ranked Blood Affinity—a power so rare it had only been seen twice in recorded history. Armed with the Crimson Bloodline, a legacy of forbidden and mysterious abilities, Lionel begins to rewrite his fate, discovering he can bend the very rules of the world around him. But his newfound power doesn’t come without cost. Now, Lionel is caught in a deadly balance between two worlds, hunted by players and NPCs alike. In this game-turned-reality, survival isn’t enough. He has to grow stronger and find his right place.

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"I Should try to cut its tail, and when I do, attack its heart, which lies at its center… Yes, I should do that," Lionel muttered as he charged forward.

He slid into the battle between the two creatures, his Shadowflame sword drawn. The sword's blade gleamed under the desert sun, golden flames dancing at its tip.

He stood beside the man and struck his sword against the snake's tail. As he entered the fray, the snake immediately noticed him—one of its large hydra heads opened wide, revealing its long, venomous tongue.

Lionel quickly moved to the side as poisonous venom rained down, the sand beneath his feet burning. His grip tightened on the hilt, steadying himself as he dove back in, his sword slashing again at the tail.

As he did, he exchanged a brief glance with the man, who now wore a look of confusion and urgency on his face, though he couldn't afford to be distracted as he defended himself from the snake's relentless attacks with its tail.