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Advent of the Archmage

Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG. It sort of felt like a vacuum, and within it came a glorious and commanding voice that calls himself the God of Light. "Link, would you be willing to be the saviour who will pull the World of Firuman out from the churning abyss?" What a huge mission! If it was in the real world, Link would have rejected it immediately. However, he was bent on being the hero in game. "Bring it on!" Link answered confidently. "Then, best of luck." And so begin Link's journey of magic, friendship, betrayal, love and despair in the ever changing World of Firuman.

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The Source of the Dragon Race: The Ferry

Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Black Dragon King?

This was a new term. Link looked at the dragon elders around him. Seeing all their grave and secretive expressions, he could tell it wasn't a good term.

Link glanced at Gretel and asked, "How do I turn back into a human?" He could feel that he could do it, but he had no clue how to.

"Take a deep breath, hold it, put it into your stomach… Right, now you're back into a human."

Link felt his body's inner structure clearly and could easily do what the queen said. When he was done, he felt his body squeeze. The extended Dragon Power quickly retracted and his body shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Three seconds later, he was a human again.

After that, his clothes automatically jumped out of the dimensional storage gear and seamlessly returned to his body. Link looked down at his hands. They were normal, without any dragon scales or crystal thorns.