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MMORPG : Rise of the Interstellar God

In the year 2100, global warming has long since made the Earth's natural surface uninhabitable with a new ice age. Humanity takes refuge in huge, closed cities, but life is difficult. Video games are the opium of the people, letting them escape the chaos of life in immense metropolises. In 2100, the first fully immersive VRMMORPG, "Horus," was released, and the world changed! Entirely coded by an independent AI, "Horus" made all other games look meaningless by comparison. Megacorporations quickly monopolized on the wealth "Horus" allowed its players to amass, and soon people like Alexander were spending their lives slaving away to make money for the companies who employed them. But on the day Alexander died of exhaustion, collapsing in his gaming booth... ...He woke up, alive, nine years earlier. One day before "Horus's" launch. "This time, I'll do it right! I know everything that's going to happen! I'll become the strongest, and no one will take advantage of me again!" ------------------------------------------- ///This work takes place in an MMORPG whose main goal is the exploration and conquest of space./// ///my two main inspirations are: The Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God and the Legendary Mechanic./// ///I care about the coherence of the story, even if the theme of overpowering is present, it is thanks to the reflexive and opportunistic choices of the MC and not a chance to come out of nowhere. //// My Other Novel : https://www.webnovel.com/book/zombie-survival-system_25386184805788905 Join Discord ! : https://discord.gg/waTdyR5guB

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Allegiance

CRONOS I—WAR ROOM BUNKER

One officer shouted, "The Orcs have broken through our lines in the north! The Eternals are starting to flee! We can't hold out much longer!"

Marshall Androf said, "Order the infantry to hold on, no matter what! If they take a single step backwards, I will trigger their implants without a second warning!"

Another officer answered, "It's too late, Marshall! Our line is completely collapsing in the north! Over fifty million of our soldiers are routing!"

Androf's face was ugly, distorted by anger—

Then he received a communication request from Colonel Apophis, which he accepted at once.

Apophis appeared in the video feed. "It's done. Regnier is dead. Unfortunately, the colonel didn't make it."