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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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Like A Rat In A Maze

As the goon lunged at him like a wild boar, Alexander stayed before his open patio door. The balcony on the other side was tiny, and the railing had long since been maintained.

He was hoping the big guy would go over the railing and down the third floor, all the way to the pavement. But he planned to hitch a ride with him, using him as a landing apparatus.

As the goon ran at him, Alex ducked under his bear hug and followed behind. At this point, his back was exposed to the butler, and he had a clear firing line on him.

But by the time he could shoot his pistol, it would be too late for him to get a lethal shot in. Or at least Alex hoped as much.

When the tall gorilla of a man passed over Alexander, he quickly tackled his back, keeping him from stopping his momentum. The two of them hit the railing like a runaway train.

Alexander had thought the railing would bend, and they would topple over. But it was in worse shape than he had thought.