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MMORPG: Rise of the Primordial Godsmith

"All I need is a second chance..." "A second chance to make things right." Watching the world in front of him crumble before his very eyes, Valyr felt immense regret. He and his comrades made sure to prepare for every possible mishap, for every possible thing that could've gone wrong... yet in the end, their side still lost. Feeling his consciousness slip away from him, the young man screamed out into the heavens, wishing at his dying moment to get a second chance. A second chance to make things right. Thankfully, the heavens responded. Sending him back into the world where everything began, Valyr was reborn as an NPC of Greater Beyond a year before the game went live. Armed with all of the knowledge he'd gained from his past life, as well as the goal of not wanting the past to repeat itself, he was going to make sure they won the final battle this time, stopping at nothing to achieve it. Though, before he could do that, he'd first have to pick up the path he ventured in the past. ---------- Feel free to join the Discord: https://discord.gg/FU7fdYwaau

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Four Pillars: Returning to the Surface

"Vaughn Darkstar…" muttered Valyr in response, repeating the name in his mind multiple times. 

Eventually, after feeling like he had committed the name to memory, only did the young man proceed to head out of the space once more.

Though, just like earlier, another question popped up in the young man's mind, prompting the man sitting on the chair made out of scrap parts to wonder whether Valyr truly had intentions to leave or not.

"While talking to Vrlvadh along the way, I was told that the space where you and the people that make up the Forsaken race live in is called the Land of Origin," said the young man.

"In our language, we call it Dnal fo Nigiro, but the meaning is more or less the same." Ryvrthe nodded. "What about it?"