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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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Out Of The Ring

The old man looked at Astaroth, seeing his eyes tear up, and his anger washed away.

"Aye. It is good to see you too, Astaroth."

Astaroth got up, with some difficulty, and hugged the old man tightly. But not long after he did, he suddenly felt a huge drain on his mana, his legs becoming weak again.

Astaroth used Mana Siphon, which he rarely used, just to sustain the sudden immense draw on his mana. He could feel the mana all rushing into his ring, and even Aberon felt it.

The old man frowned at Astaroth, wondering why he was suddenly sending all his mana to the ring on his hand.

"What are you doing, young man?"

"It's not me. Something is wresting control of my mana from me."

Astaroth felt that the mana he had just siphoned was still not enough, and used Mana Siphon a second time, already feeling his stomach churn. He hated using that skill for this exact reason.