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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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Hard Fought Battle

Singund sliced at Dave with brutal force. Dave sidestepped the strike that broke the arena pavement and punched at Singund's flank.

[-86,000]

Singund grunted but swung horizontally trying to cut Dave' head off. Dave ducked under the swing and punched up.

[-88,500]

 He was getting used to Singund's erratic battle style.

"You better have more than just that, draugr!" Singund roared, he was feeling exhilarated the more damage he took in. It was only natural, he was a pure berserker, the lower their HP the stronger they become.

Dave ignored Singund's comments, among all the undead he met, this was the one that talked the most. Dave waved his fingers, summoning eight yoga ball sized spectral skulls.

"Eat these!" Dave said, snapping his fingers.

The spectral skulls blew up, dealing tons of damage to the Undead High Orc, blasting him all the way to the side of the battle arena.