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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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Taking Control From Her

With the raised volume, Alex sat back on the sofa, excited to see what Katherine would do. He knew she hadn't been wearing that broach for nothing.

And by the tone she had over the phone, he could tell she was pissed.

***

"Oracle! You are making unreasonable demands! How could we even amass fifty trillion dollars in twenty-four hours?! EG isn't even worth that much!" Constantine argued.

But the person on the screen seemed hell-bent on taking everything she owned.

Of course, this was all a script. There was no hacker on their servers; therefore, there couldn't be a ransom request.

This was an elaborate ploy her assistant had devised to try to make the public see that they were fighting back.

With her back to the cameras, Constantine was grinning from ear to ear. She could hear the reporters behind her chanting at the screen to be reasonable.

'They are all on our side already. This is great. I should give her a raise. '