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Rise of The Undead Legion

Three years ago Conquest was released, redefining virtual reality and gaming. ‘An entire world on a server. Dive in and play the RPG to end all others; explore, create, conquer. LIVE!’ It became an overnight phenomena worldwide. Dave Ruster grew up without a family to speak of, he had few friends and fewer prospects. He lives in the same small town where he graduated from high school, and works long hours at a low-paying job that barely pays for rent and the food on his table. He can’t afford college, but at least he is not out on the streets. His life is going nowhere, stuck on a treadmill. Until chance, karma, or providence, call it whatever you believe in, intervenes. Suddenly, David’s circumstances change. Injured and unable to work, he’s about to lose what little he has. His fate balances where crisis and opportunity go hand in hand. He can risk it all, seizing the opportunity to make circumstances work for him, potentially going further and higher than he ever dreamed. Or he can accept his fate and watch life from the sidelines Join Dave as he puts all his aspirations and hopes, all that he is, into the game he always wanted to play, Conquest! It will be a journey of adventure and discovery, victory and loss, as he strives to create a new future for himself, in-the-game and In Real Life. **** Story is currently being proofed by our Lord Sambraga! (chapters 54+) so please bear with the mediocre quality of writing in the first chaps, it gets much better later on!****

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From the Frying Pan to the Fire

The meteor fell down at speeds fast enough to burn the atmosphere to hellfire. The Limbo brightened up enough that it forced the shadows off of the transparent silhouette of the Assassin in White, Mercy.

Dave noticed the wide-eyed assassin staring unbelievingly at the incoming mass of death.

For a fraction of a second, the cold, pragmatic face of the Assassin turned to utter stupefaction at the sight. Then her face resumed its cold calculative nature. Mercy's shadow grew, forcing its way against the bright light from the incoming meteor.

The shadow under her took a physical form and wrapped tightly around her figure, then soon after, the meteor fell, taking with it, Dave, Mercy and the entirety of the arena.