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

"Follow me Kis'Shtiengbrah," Samael said as he guided his dunlord toward the rogue division.


The king sat astride a skeletal horse at the head of the division. Instead of hair, the horse's mane was made of flickering red and yellow flames and a long curved spike grew from its forehead. 


"Come Childe, attend me." The king said. His mount pawed at the ground and fire blazed from its hooves.


Dave urged his dunlord next to the king and looked toward the  high walls of the Black Bone Palace. The top of the wall was crenelated and movement was visible in the dozen towers that rose at intervals along the wall. Undead walked up and stationed themselves on the tower. Casters and archers had their aims ready and were preparing for the fight.


Dave looked up at the walls of black bone towering over the desert sands and wondered why none of the undead divisions had siege weapons with them.


The king raised his black sword and shouted: "Bring down the gate!"


When Do goes got to go.