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Realm of Myths and Legends

Jin, a hardcore gamer who still lives with his mom at the age of 24. He could never hold down a steady job since graduating, his girlfriend since high school dumped him for his best friend and he's constantly getting beat up by a group of local gang members. His dad left him and his mom when he became rich from the lottery and got a new family, one free of debt and burdens as he called it. His mom works 3 jobs to keep everything from falling apart, except for herself slowly. One day on his way home with the very first and new fully immersive VRMMORPG called Realm of Myths and Legends or RML for short, he died from a hit and run car accident. RML was advertised as the worlds first fully immersive VRMMORPG, allowing for players with skill sets in the real world, like sword training, martial arts, archery or reaction time, to benefit in the game itself! Though Jin died and at that moment a soul from another world crossed over into his body and inherited his memories. The man known as Izroth once hailed as the greatest cultivator in the seven realms, soul reincarnates into the modern world year 20xx in the body of Jin. "What are all these strange memories flowing into my mind..? I've been to all seven realms and have never seen one like this. Earth is it?" "M-My cultivation..! It's back to nothing! This body is so weak and spiritual essence here is scarce. But my soul strength is untainted." "I'll make right all the wrongs that have been done to you, your revenge shall come." "It's called a video game? I'll play it! Since you've given me this body even though it wasn't planned, I'll accomplish your goal of becoming #1." "So sects here are called guilds... I'll make the strongest one there is!" "Ha? World greatest gamer? Don't think you can bully me and not pay the price!" Action, Adventure, Betrayals, Romance, Revenge. Join Izroth on his journey to become the #1 player and create the #1 guild in RML! ----------------------------------------- Check out and support their work! Lots of great artwork! Discord: https://discord.gg/W6N9MZk Contact Me: DaoistZenFeng@gmail.com

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The Fallen King

"Humans truly have no value for their own lives! A meaningless death!" Sonamus scoffed as he stood to his feet.

Sonamus found Gritt to be delusional in the face of death. So what if he took some worthless illusion with him? The words he spoke were a bunch of nonsense. Bahamut had already slain the other human brat; therefore, Sonamus knew that no one left in the dreamworld had the power to threaten him.

Even if that woman somehow made it to the palace, it would be too late to do anything as the dreamworld was less than a minute away from destruction.

Once the dreamworld was broken, Sonamus planned to keep his promise and exterminate every human in a 100km radius. If that were not enough to quench his rage, then he would increase it to 200km. After all, as a Night Lord of the Antumbra, if he did not retaliate, wouldn't those humans begin to forget their place?