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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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Plans For Ten, Please.

Alexander was already heading across the thirty-one-mile-long bridge that separated the airport from Macau. Kujaku insisted it was safer for them to pass through the Macau car customs than the Hong Kong ones, so they left in that direction.

Getting off the airport wasn't that hard, with their four cars marked as airport security, but the troubles were far from over.

It wasn't rare for airport security vehicles to leave the airport toward Macau, but it was odd for four of them to follow each other. So they had to ditch the cars soon.

Alexander wondered how they would pull that off on a bridge, but Kujaku grinned at him when he asked.

"How much do you know about the Zhuhai Bridge?"

Alex frowned a bit.

"Virtually nothing. I had to look up where Macau was just because I thought it was a Hispanic country," Alex admitted.