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Races: Online ( VR Smartphone App )

What happens when a young man with bad luck receives the opportunity of a lifetime? After receiving a strange email to beta-test a game for $1000, will you venture into the world of Races: Online and meet multiple Fantasy Races? Will you embark onto the path of becoming one of the future Heroes and Adventurers by enrolling in the Kraelonia Academy? Will you seek to build your village or perhaps aim for the crown instead? See the world through the lenses of the main protagonist and other characters: Han Jing - a twenty-something young man who receives the email and becomes a Player. Live as a Student at Kraelonia Academy by night, but return to the real world by day and discover the world one lives in has its own secrets lingering beneath its surface. Timothy Cook - an NPC (?) from Rockfall Village who also travels with 'Han' to Kraelonia Academy. A young man with a fiery personality and the [ Firestarter ] Skill to match, after losing his mother during the Demon Lord's attack, does he have anything left to do? The allure of magic calls to him, but what if he sinks deeper than he could possibly go? A world of Classes, Levels, Swords and Sorcery... hop into the Races: Online server and start your quest today! Or maybe meet up with the other Players offline? "This Demon Lord would really like to have a word with you without the safety net of the game rules." -—-—- WARNING: SLOW-PACED, MULTI-PERSPECTIVE SERIES. -—-—- Support the Author: Discord: https://discord.gg/NNU4emZ Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/cheldv Patreon: https://patreon.com/rachel_ruth Undergoing edits.

RachelRuth · Games
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Cutscene of the Dazzling Night

"You can quite gallivanting yourself, Jilanya." Faeran waved a hand. "We already know of your meticulous deeds."

"I wasn't bragging, I was only telling this mortal the truth about it all. If anything else, it is a good reminder that either there's something wrong with him and he needs to step up and get stronger if he wishes to be on par with us."

"You should try giving this pep talk to the Goblin then, well, I think they were a Hob by now—but you're really showing preferential treatment. Now whether that's maltreatment, or favoritism, I can't tell myself."

Their babbling was ignored as Han Jing stared at the mollusk's corpse and wrinkled his nose. Dai Song Lan was poking it with his spear and Han Jing chose to look at the only silent Player. "I'm really going to get a weapon after this, that thing is nasty—are you okay, Odele?"