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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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Devil's Ways

The palace was huge, every entrance was enough for a giant to fit in with ease. The whole building was not essentially made for humanoids or people with the stature of a normal man to walk around. It was too large that moving from one area of the palace to another would take a considerable amount of time.

The interior of the palace was full of demonic soldiers, they were far bigger than the ones that Dave fought in the Underworld, the underlings of the Ash King. And amongst them roamed the Stalwarts, free to do whatever they pleased.

The palace had gigantic pillars that supported the ceiling, and some Stalwart had climbed up the pillars and rested alongside it like giant lizards.

The whole palace smelled of sulfur and stank of an acidic smell of burnt rotten flesh.

Magmatic pools were situated around some of the pillars where demon soldiers and Stalwarts alike rested within.