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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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Delusional Prisoner

Once the meeting with Rodney was over, he let the man get some quick shuteye. Although he would only get two or three hours of sleep, at most, it would still stave off his current fatigue.

As a man who grew up in a militaristic upbringing and lived an adventurer's life, he was accustomed to this. It might not bring him back to a hundred percent, but he would be pretty darn close.

Astaroth left Rodney's office feeling a fire lighting in his chest. They were going to Themiscus to defend their actions, but he would not waste the opportunity to show their council he had earned his place in the alliance.

If the diplomat was showing a bit of reticence toward him, then he could guess the rulers of Themiscus might also feel this way.

This caused Astaroth to wonder who else in the alliance felt like he might not belong. If they allowed Stellar Woodlands to join because of Leon, there was no telling what they thought of him.