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Advent of the Archmage

Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG. It sort of felt like a vacuum, and within it came a glorious and commanding voice that calls himself the God of Light. "Link, would you be willing to be the saviour who will pull the World of Firuman out from the churning abyss?" What a huge mission! If it was in the real world, Link would have rejected it immediately. However, he was bent on being the hero in game. "Bring it on!" Link answered confidently. "Then, best of luck." And so begin Link's journey of magic, friendship, betrayal, love and despair in the ever changing World of Firuman.

Mo Xiang · Game
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Pinched to Death

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

There were two types of white color in the area between the northern polar fields of the Black Forest, each distinct from the other. One was the bright and clear white, a color of purity. This was found in the snow of the North. The other was the dull white color that came with a touch of blood, like that found in bones. And the Skeletal Fort was fortress made up purely of piles of bones.

Whose bones?

Well, the great leader would tell you that as a tribute to the Lady of Darkness, the Skeletal Fort contained the bones of at least 20,000 souls. These souls were all burned to release an infinite amount of power. Their bones and skeletons were then preserved and used to build a white fortress with the length and width of 160 feet and the height of 160 feet as well.

And at the top of the fort was a bony, white hall.