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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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The Imperial Art

"Gotta say, you got me looking like a certain Angle of Death. You know with the hole and everything, all I'm missing are big ass horns and a pissed attitude. And I got em both," Dave grinned as the wind blew through the massive hole in his chest.

He took a step forward, the General waved his glaive, twirled it until it caught flame, and then pointed it at Dave, aiming to strike once again with his same attack.

The aura around Dave began changing, growing thicker, the color of blood. Red lightning crackled as both he, and the massive floating skull behind him grew horns. Dave had entered Demonic Ascension.

"This isn't a Cero, but It's the closest I got," Dave uttered in a deep demonic voice. He opened his jaws wide, releasing the pent up demonic and chaotic energy within him, a ray of flames hot enough to melt rock.