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Realm of Myths and Legends

Jin, a hardcore gamer who still lives with his mom at the age of 24. He could never hold down a steady job since graduating, his girlfriend since high school dumped him for his best friend and he's constantly getting beat up by a group of local gang members. His dad left him and his mom when he became rich from the lottery and got a new family, one free of debt and burdens as he called it. His mom works 3 jobs to keep everything from falling apart, except for herself slowly. One day on his way home with the very first and new fully immersive VRMMORPG called Realm of Myths and Legends or RML for short, he died from a hit and run car accident. RML was advertised as the worlds first fully immersive VRMMORPG, allowing for players with skill sets in the real world, like sword training, martial arts, archery or reaction time, to benefit in the game itself! Though Jin died and at that moment a soul from another world crossed over into his body and inherited his memories. The man known as Izroth once hailed as the greatest cultivator in the seven realms, soul reincarnates into the modern world year 20xx in the body of Jin. "What are all these strange memories flowing into my mind..? I've been to all seven realms and have never seen one like this. Earth is it?" "M-My cultivation..! It's back to nothing! This body is so weak and spiritual essence here is scarce. But my soul strength is untainted." "I'll make right all the wrongs that have been done to you, your revenge shall come." "It's called a video game? I'll play it! Since you've given me this body even though it wasn't planned, I'll accomplish your goal of becoming #1." "So sects here are called guilds... I'll make the strongest one there is!" "Ha? World greatest gamer? Don't think you can bully me and not pay the price!" Action, Adventure, Betrayals, Romance, Revenge. Join Izroth on his journey to become the #1 player and create the #1 guild in RML! ----------------------------------------- Check out and support their work! Lots of great artwork! Discord: https://discord.gg/W6N9MZk Contact Me: DaoistZenFeng@gmail.com

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As the sword intent from his tenth sword form spread throughout the room, it collided with the descending feathers.

The feathers gave off a chilling dark aura that exploded upon contact as the Disintegration ability of Izroth's tenth sword form took effect.

Simultaneously, the Night Terror Shadows Beasts all received massive damage as the wave of sword intent swept past them.

Gwraaaah! Gwraaaah!

The creatures cried out as those who were already wounded could not survive under the hostile sword intent and disintegrated into nothingness.

As for the creatures who were still fairly healthy, they quickly found themselves severely weakened due to the movement speed and defensive reduction effects of the tenth sword form's Disintegration.

Additionally, their health was rapidly falling with every passing moment as they were losing a percentage of their HP every second.