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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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I Am Truly a Fool

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Nightfall, the beach.

The Assassin leader chuckled when he saw Romilson channeling his spell. He then said, "My brothers, retreat further behind; this guy is panicking."

His underlings then erupted into bursts of laughter. They were around 300 feet away from their opponent. Judging from the magic fluctuation around Romilson, it should be a Level-7 spell. Emerald light glittered around him, and he was encased in an elemental brilliance at least six feet in diameter.

However, a spell would be for naught if it could not hit its enemy.  

Just to be safe, the Assassins retreated a little further and were prepared to watch the show from the beach.

"To tell the truth, a Magician looks pretty darn scary while they are casting a spell."

"I did not believe people when they said that High Elves are good-looking. But geez, even I am feeling something for this Magician."