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Restarting From Genesis

Within the popular VRMMORPG "New Genesis", there was a ranker by the name of Arthur Holmes, commonly known by his in-game alias “Merlin”. Arthur was one of the few original beta testers still playing after 30 years, he was originally a ranker, a player whose entire goal was to stay at the top, ahead of everyone else. However after 15 years he sacrificed his player ranking in search of knowledge. Arthur became a lore hunter, a player who indulges himself with the world's vast lore and unexplored history, preferring to uncover the world’s secrets rather than endlessly fighting monsters. At the age of 48, 30 years after the game came out, Arthur uncovered the greatest secret of all, and yet, ironically, his negligence in levelling up was the one thing holding him back from realising his goal, he knew he would never be able to catch up to the rankers, a gap of 15 years was Impossible to overcome. If only he could restart… ----- Super gifts will grant you a dedicated shout-out within the story. (Gifts of 5000 coins or more, those that get announced globally.) And you can join us on discord here: https://discord.gg/Wh7F8yQ Thank you for all the support, I appreciate all of you!

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Acquiring Knowledge

He made his way through the sea of tables and drunkards, most of which were too intoxicated to greet Merlin, but he returned the greetings of those who could.

"Hey boss." He sat down next to the thief lord, who was enjoying his glass of liquor.

"Oh, so nice of you to join us." The elf said while dragging out his letters, it seemed he was rather drunk at this point, and Merlin could smell the choking scent of strong whiskey on the elf's breath. 

"Do you have the translated documents ready?" Merlin asked, not really wanting to deal with a drunk eccentric elf.

"Slow, slow, slow down. All work and no play will make an elf go grey, you know?" The elf lord muttered in a drunken stupor. "Although it may be too late for you."

The elf laughed at his own joke before slamming the rest of his drink down his throat and standing up.

"Come." He said before drunkenly waddling through the sea of tables and other drunkards.