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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!****

Biako · Games
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564 Chs

Arena!

Once the three arrived, the first to speak was Ouki, "Where are the slaves to carry our wears? Where are the servants? The prostrating citizen when they see their lord had come?!"

"Your boy's awfully rowdy," Nick spoke up as he appeared right in front of the group.

"I don't like this guy one bit, Great One," Singund replied.

"I bet a whole nation would say otherwise, still newly risen undead, you seem to haven't aged well. Too much power and too much sleep does that to one."

"Who might you be a child to speak in matters of adults?" Ouki asked.

Dave didn't want to correct him, it was the same misunderstanding that happened to Singund, but the Chieftain was his subordinate, this guy deserves a beating.

"Young in appearance I might be, child, I am not, in fact, if you combine the ages of your entire ancestors and their descendants, they wouldn't amount to a fraction of the time I spent picking my nose."