DaoistZenFeng

Jin, a hardcore gamer who still lives with his mom at the age of 24. He could never hold down a steady job since graduating, his girlfriend since high school dumped him for his best friend and he's constantly getting beat up by a group of local gang members. His dad left him and his mom when he became rich from the lottery and got a new family, one free of debt and burdens as he called it. His mom works 3 jobs to keep everything from falling apart, except for herself slowly. One day on his way home with the very first and new fully immersive VRMMORPG called Realm of Myths and Legends or RML for short, he died from a hit and run car accident. RML was advertised as the worlds first fully immersive VRMMORPG, allowing for players with skill sets in the real world, like sword training, martial arts, archery or reaction time, to benefit in the game itself! Though Jin died and at that moment a soul from another world crossed over into his body and inherited his memories. The man known as Izroth once hailed as the greatest cultivator in the seven realms, soul reincarnates into the modern world year 20xx in the body of Jin.

"What are all these strange memories flowing into my mind..? I've been to all seven realms and have never seen one like this. Earth is it?"

"M-My cultivation..! It's back to nothing! This body is so weak and spiritual essence here is scarce. But my soul strength is untainted."

"I'll make right all the wrongs that have been done to you, your revenge shall come."

"It's called a video game? I'll play it! Since you've given me this body even though it wasn't planned, I'll accomplish your goal of becoming #1."

"So sects here are called guilds... I'll make the strongest one there is!"

"Ha? World greatest gamer? Don't think you can bully me and not pay the price!"

Action, Adventure, Betrayals, Romance, Revenge. Join Izroth on his journey to become the #1 player and create the #1 guild in RML!

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Realm of Myths and Legends

Several minutes went by as Izroth and <anno data-annotation-id="ae89117d-80fc-1b30-befa-cb654644a40d">Astratis</anno> continued on their way downstream.

Astratis had not spoken much ever since he brought up the four pillars; therefore, Izroth decided to give him some time to readjust.

The moment Izroth noticed Astratis regained himself, he broke the silence and said, "You said it was dangerous in the Ancient Wilderness. But, as far as I can tell, it is quite peaceful."

Whether it was his journey alone through the Ancient Wilderness or with Astratis, Izroth had not run into any sort of danger. There were no monsters, hazardous terrain, or bandits lying in wait to make an ambush.

If anything, the Ancient Wilderness seemed like the ideal place to take a relaxing stroll through nature. It did not make any sense to label such a place as dangerous.

"Peaceful? Yes, I suppose it must appear that way to someone without Ethos." Astratis commented.

Cry of the Ateleigos!