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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.

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Climbing The Mountains And Armadillos

The path that Arthur and Brambles had taken to the mountains could no longer be followed now that they were at the base.

"Let's go Brambles, the route we need to take is further ahead," Arthur spoke to the beetle.

"Ki!" The beetle responded and flew towards Arthur leaving the river behind.

The two went along the base of the mountains and moved southward. They couldn't follow the river up as it had simply turned into a large waterfall at a certain point.

Even Brambles couldn't fly that far up with his body, and Arthur did not see a viable path he could take on foot. Besides, the quest that they had come for wasn't here.

To get to the Rock Bees, they needed to go through the southern area.

'From what Guild Master Caleb said the Rock Bees were spotted by a few messenger scouts that were passing through the southern edge of the mountains. The path they took should allow us to see them too.' Arthur thought to himself.