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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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Strange Dungeon

Astaroth and Phoenix reappeared inside the dungeon, which looked like some old abandoned ruins of a town. The stone and dried mud constructions clues to a long-gone mode of building things, and it told them what kind of dungeon to expect.

But there were no monster corpses or remnants anywhere for them to glean what type of enemy they would face. As they dove further in, the map to the dungeon explored for them already, since they joined a party already inside, they directed themselves toward the green blips on their map.

Strangely, there was no miasma anywhere to be seen, or any demonic mana remnants floating in the air. Astaroth frowned as he clearly saw the particles emanating from the portal.

"Something is wrong. There seems to be no trace of demonic mana here, but I saw some on the portal."

Phoenix flew next to him as they zoomed across the empty streets.

"Maybe the demonic mana or miasma is only further inside the dungeon."