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Afterlife Dream

Daniel Weston died from pneumonia when he was 14 years old. He was then reincarnated into an MMORPG that he played before he died, "Afterlife Dream" as a mage named Antares. The MMORPG was very similar to the one he played on his phone, only that it had additional features that could be used to get better starting cards before being reborn on earth. Sick of spending fourteen years of his life in vain, Daniel decided to make it happen. He was going to be reborn with the best advantages in life. For that, he was willing to play in Afterlife Dream seriously. Luckily, Daniel was not the only child with this predicament. He encountered like-minded friends who wanted to achieve the same goal. Before that happened, Afterlife Dream started to destabilize. What would happen to Daniel and everyone else in Afterlife Dream who had yet to fulfill their wishes?

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The Onset of Chaos (3)

When the Undead Tree Stump lunged at us with an attack, Greenwood died in one hit. Wolfhound was only able to persevere because I kept healing him. In the end, I told him to stand back so I could attack with DragonTalon.

We went methodically from ground level to the highest level, allowing players to finally come down from the ladders and rest their aching arms. A lot of the girls were crying.

"The highest level that stays here is level 59," DragonTalon observed. "As soon as they hit 60, they all naturally go to Paradise Island for the party quest. That means there is not enough power to defend Fairy Forest."

DragonTalon shook his head in regret.

"Haiz. What to do?"

"Ask the level 60 up to come back and defend Fairy Forest?" I suggested.

"We can try. Not like they can grind in Paradise Island."

I clapped my hands thrice to gain everyone's attention. The girls stopped crying right away and looked at us expectantly.