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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

Unstoppable Force

Get your shit together!" White Ghost's voice sounded all over the Heaven Dawn guild headquarters. He was enraged, the players were doing so poorly they shouldn't even if they tried to.

Kis'Shtiengbrah had broke all logical thought process, and instead of sending in the low level mobs, he threw in the big hitters right off the bat. Of course White Ghost didn't lose any of his A team, but due to the B team being decimated, this will only cause the A team more pressure when they are needed the most.

White Ghost was thinking that this was a game of chess, and his pawns were good enough to fend off the undead pawns, only Skelly used Queens, yes plural Queens! To slay all of his pawns. Now with nothing but big pieces to play with, White Ghost felt under a massive amount of pressure.