Biako

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!****

Rise of The Undead Legion

"Huh. Some of the fragments passed through me but I didn't take any damage. Maybe because my own attacks aren't supposed to harm me."


Dave didn't want to risk fooling around with the mirrors anymore for now. So he moved back to reexamine the box in the middle of the room.


Crouching down for a closer look, he inspected the box minutely, but didn't find anything new. He finally gave up on it and stood, accidently bumping into the box and shifting it slightly.


Initially he'd frozen when he bumped into the box, wondering if his carelessness would set off another trap. Nothing changed though.


He thought about it and shrugged, then pushed the box a bit more, still nothing. He moved it farther, more confidently. And again. Finally a small key was revealed.


He picked the key up, but when he tried to insert it in one of the keyholes the polished black surface he was standing on rippled and his feet sank like he was in quicksand.


Alfie Strikes back!