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MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Guild Master

In 2100 at the turn of the century the first full dive VMMORPG game 'Omega' was released With its breath-taking graphics and possible adventures many players flocked to the game, but it all changed when the fun game currency had equated a real life value ......starting the money rush! Elite players made guilds and continued to rise but those at the bottom could only suffer in silence. Rudra was such a bottom rung player, he had excellent reflex and was a great team leader , however his guild wronged him, his efforts only reaped rewards for his superiors . His father was disappointed in him and his mother died because his family did not have enough money for her treatment. Used as a slave by the guild as a expendable worker class he died one night when his then best friend pushed him from a flight of stairs over an in - game item. Luckily he had experienced rebirth, and was one step ahead of everyone else. Luckily, He had the chance to get back at everyone who wronged him and help everyone who stood by him. In his ‘past life’, he had spent countless nights awake, in grief and anguish. However, although all of this had been washed away, so what…? This life, he was determined to make a fierce counterattack against fate and stand at the very top! Cover not mine found it on Pinterest, DM for removal Discord id :- Raj_shah_7152#3385 discord link :- https://discord.gg/KJtRdwcW94

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Dronacharya's misery

( Dronacharya's Pov ) 

Dronacharya took a full 3 hours to crawl at an ants speed to reach the walls of the vault. He made sure as to not even breath or sigh loudly as the last thing he wanted at the moment was the delicate tunnel to collapse over his head. 

There was barely any room to breathe and dronacharya felt claustrophobic for the first time in his life ,as he had little to no room to maneuver at all. 

Against all odds however he carefully started to assemble his gear as he held the sunstick in his mouth . 

Even though drool was dripping from his lips at the moment from holding the stick in his mouth for wayy to long , dronacharya did not mind it at all as he was laser focused on creating a sound containment inscription on three different locations on the wall ahead of him to ensure that all sounds of the wall sizzling would be suppressed completely and the inscriptions would not fade away due to the walls corrosion.