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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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Long Claw Trunel Prowlers

Since Arthur couldn't buy anything right now, and going back to the inn was not needed before the logout time, he decided to do something else.

"Hmm… I have four hours left till the log out time… I might just be able to do something in this time…" Arthur muttered to himself as he looked at the clock. 'I may as well survey the Trunel Woods and assess the condition there.' He thought.

Having made the decision, Arthur left through the eastern gate. 

Unlike Kestrel Village, the guard didn't stop or ask him anything just letting him pass. Though Arthur knew that upon return he would probably have to show them his identity to enter. Leaving the town didn't need anything extra but entering sure did.

After leaving the town, Arthur made his way towards the Trunel woods. The path was still good and he could travel at a decent pace. In just about ten minutes, Arthur was already standing at the entrance of the Trunel woods.