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New Eden: Live to Play, Play to Live

In a world of constant competition, one man aims for the top. In this new genre VRMMORPG, he plans on becoming the strongest at all costs. The classes, the races, the starting zones, everything is a mystery in 'New Eden'. This game is coming out without a shred of details. The only thing that was promoted was the freedom of skill choosing. Our protagonist Alexander, gamer tag Astaroth, has always dreamt of becoming an E-Sports athlete. His parents supported his dream, but they are no longer of this world. He fully intends on making it in this new game, if not for him, then at least to honor their memory. With no idea how he wants to play his character, Alexander chooses the most mysterious starting race. Will this be his road to success or his downfall? The game assistant certainly thought the latter. "Do as you wish, young adventurer. I only wish to add this. Do not come back with complaints when you realize you have made the wrong choice," the elf said, looking at him with clear hatred. "We will see about that," Alexander flatly replied. "I love challenges," he added. "Very well!" the elf harrumphed. "Have the adventure of your lifetime, as short as it will last," he sarcastically added. Ahead of him lies an uncertain path, filled with trials and hardships. But one thing is clear in his eyes. He will become the strongest player in the game, even if he must step over mountains of corpses to do so. Over are his days of working hard for nothing, it's make or break now! I now have a discord where you can talk with other readers and me. There are also channels to discuss new weapons; characters; classes; or monsters that you might want to design and see incorporated in the story. I will always give credit to the person that created said thing, rest assured. The link is https://discord.gg/68kPqbSFrN

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Birth Of A Name

*Ziut!*

*Screech!*

In a storm-filled sky, amongst the many floating islands of the blue dragon's domain, a human figure was bouncing off the small land masses. After each contact with a piece of floating island, another buzzing sound would echo, followed by a roaring screech.

This was Galtion, who had finally reached his maximum speed and the top of the sky stairs, atop which the dragon and cloud of dark mist were still in chase for each other. With every pass Galtion made through the mist, he saw it slow down.

But it was always a temporary thing, as it went back to full speed soon after. This only ensured the blue dragon didn't get caught.

For now.

But Galtion couldn't run and attack like this forever.

Already, his forehead dribbled with sweat under his full-face helmet, and his body felt like it was made of lead. He was quickly reaching his limit.

"This isn't working!" he shouted for the dragon to hear.