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MMORPG: Vampire Lord's Level-UP!

READ THIS: You think this novel hasn't been updated for months? WRONG! I've been making significant changes from the early chapters. For now, here's my periodic update progress: Last Update: November 9, 2023 Chapters: 16 of 139 Chapters Words: +21,000 of 150,000 Words *** UPDATE 04-Dec-2023: I mean, yeah, you practically right :v I'll just add all the fuckin chapter once I've done them in once. That should be good and yet idk when. *** Instead of the cliché plot of a poor, pitiful, and powerless dude dying due to their incompetence, then coming back to the past and attempting to change their fate through a game that once altered the world—yes, they are in the story—but that's not just where the main plot lies. Meet Anubis, the Crown of the Vampire Lord. His emergence in this peculiar world raises countless question marks and uncertainties. His existence is peculiar; he was never programmed to be part of the story, or even to exist in The Last Fantasy game world itself. Yet, here he stands, defying fate! Through his extraordinary presence, he captivates the attention of all; players, NPCs, GMs, and even those who proudly embody the concepts of regressors, reincarnators, rebirth, and divine powers. Along his vast and unguided journey, he encounters countless anomalies. Confronted by beings who claim not to belong to this realm, each with their own goals and threats. Ultimately, it is Anubis who will raise the curtain, inviting those who assert their ownership of this world, and unveiling the true purpose of his existence and the enigmatic secrets that lie within.

Pithecantrophus · 游戏
分數不夠
141 Chs

Eagle of Messenger

"You... cannot? But why?" Aldric's curiosity was piqued by the reason behind Tearlach's refusal.

The question lingered, echoing even as it was punctuated by the jingling bells around the necks of the waiting horses. Tearlach continued to wrestle with the implications of the benefits his village might reap if he were to accept the Letter of Invitation.

Certainly, the contents were not something he could reject without a strong basis. Moreover, Tearlach had never intended to decline, and if he were able, he would have consented right here, right now, in this very moment—all for the sake of his people's well-being and safety.

"I have indeed inherited this position from my father, but full authority still rests with him," Tearlach explained, attempting to maintain as much composure as he could. "The position I hold is merely provisional, and I cannot endorse this parchment solely on my own accord."