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VRMMORPG: Dragomancer Reborn

Arthur Grey was one of the many poor souls doomed to forever do menial dead end jobs. That was until, the rise of a new Virtual reality game Morpheus Online. It was a technological revolution that ushered in a new age for the world. One didn’t need to be educated! One didn’t need to go to college! All could simply strive to gain fortune in Morpheus Online and become rich! Arthur of course joined in on the opportunity presented and did his best to reap a fortune for himself. Unfortunately things didn’t go well for him and one day he perished in an earthquake. Miraculously though, fate had a different plan. Arthur found himself back in his 18 year old self! He had regressed! With all his memories intact, Arthur vowed to reach the top of Morpheus Online, taking advantage of all the secrets that were still hidden along with the biggest secret of them all: The Dragomancer’s Legacy! Taming dragons? Wielding their powers? All was within the grasp as long as one became a Dragomancer. But there was a lot more to the dark side of Morpheus Online that Arthur would discover, realizing there was more to his regression than just luck.

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Mysterious Presences

The notification that appeared in front of Arthur was different than all others.

The normal notification that he would see were blue in color. And when he got warnings, those notifications were red in color.

But the one that he got now was dark purple in color. It was rather striking and stunned Arthur. A chill even went down his spine and a thousand thoughts flew through his mind.

'How… Already? They shouldn't have taken notice for a while…' Arthur thought while bracing himself.

>A Mysterious Presence has sensed the player<

"Another?" Arthur saw a second notification appear.

The second one was a different color too, being green this time.

>A Mysterious presence has taken interest in the player<

'Shit…' Arthur cursed internally as he saw the dark purple notification. 'It had to be this one too.' 

>The Mysterious Presence reveals a part of its being<