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MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Guild Master

In 2100 at the turn of the century the first full dive VMMORPG game 'Omega' was released With its breath-taking graphics and possible adventures many players flocked to the game, but it all changed when the fun game currency had equated a real life value ......starting the money rush! Elite players made guilds and continued to rise but those at the bottom could only suffer in silence. Rudra was such a bottom rung player, he had excellent reflex and was a great team leader , however his guild wronged him, his efforts only reaped rewards for his superiors . His father was disappointed in him and his mother died because his family did not have enough money for her treatment. Used as a slave by the guild as a expendable worker class he died one night when his then best friend pushed him from a flight of stairs over an in - game item. Luckily he had experienced rebirth, and was one step ahead of everyone else. Luckily, He had the chance to get back at everyone who wronged him and help everyone who stood by him. In his ‘past life’, he had spent countless nights awake, in grief and anguish. However, although all of this had been washed away, so what…? This life, he was determined to make a fierce counterattack against fate and stand at the very top! Cover not mine found it on Pinterest, DM for removal Discord id :- Raj_shah_7152#3385 discord link :- https://discord.gg/KJtRdwcW94

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In his element

( The war room ) 

The war room this time was especially tense and jam packed. It had many key characters of the war present and there was pin drop silence as nobody even dared to breathe too loud fearing they might disturb Rudra's thought process. 

Towards the head of the war table , Omar and Hades sat silently sipping expensive wine as a servant constantly refilled their glasses. 

They had a very refined way of drinking their wine, because of maybe thousands of years of drinking experience. 

Like elegant nobles they would swirl the wine around and then take a sip of the exotic flavour after inhaling the aroma first. 

Their drinking was soo refined that Beelzebub was visibly salivating to drink some of that wine as drool dripped from his face. 

All five commanders were present in the war-room, and alongside them sat Jhonny English and Karna.