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Chaos Prophet

It was supposed to be a quick, simple beta test of the new generation of the first VR. A day where both my random discovery and my unyielding efforts to develop it were supposed to bear fruit. Get in, find a way out, and get out. A mission that simple couldn't be hard, right? RIGHT?! So why did I end up as a powerless sacrifice in some stupid tournament, rigged for a certain noble to win? How come somehow surviving would lead me to be chased by a powerful noble, the heir of whom I fell in said tournament? And why is a damn imperial princess chasing after me like a rabid dog? Wait, isn't that a freaking saintess always standing by the princess' side?! *Takes a sip of the ale* If you think the above is too much, then let me tell you, o foolish traveler. I once thought so too. And then I learned, it was only a freaking prologue! For the powers that my presence stirred into action are far beyond anything I ever expected to encounter. Is this world even virtual? Am I even myself? And how come, this supposedly simple mission, led me to ask those questions? ***** Discord: https://discord.gg/pJTVGZZ More technical info: Author's Review

MotivatedSloth · ファンタジー
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Emergency by a dune

After parting ways with the mercenaries, Nay only had one objective left for the time being. 

To move north, as quickly as they could. Theo's fate depended on whether they would reach the shore of the dried-out lake before the heals stabilizing his state would run out. And Nay already saw how quickly Theo's state could deteriorate, once his soul would start running out of fuel. 

And so, after spending the night at the camp and then parting ways, Nay and the kid pushed forth, through the unwelcoming paths. 

All the way up in the highlands, there were no roads to speak off. Even the horses that the mercenaries used were different from the ones they rented back at Thatcham, sporting a much smaller yet more solid build over the lean coursers that Nay brought.