RachelRuth

What happens when a young man with bad luck receives the opportunity of a lifetime? 

After receiving a strange email to beta-test a game for $1000, will you venture into the world of Races: Online and meet multiple Fantasy Races? Will you embark onto the path of becoming one of the future Heroes and Adventurers by enrolling in the Kraelonia Academy? Will you seek to build your village or perhaps aim for the crown instead?

See the world through the lenses of the main protagonist and other characters:

Han Jing - a twenty-something young man who receives the email and becomes a Player. Live as a Student at Kraelonia Academy by night, but return to the real world by day and discover the world one lives in has its own secrets lingering beneath its surface.

Timothy Cook - an NPC (?) from Rockfall Village who also travels with 'Han' to Kraelonia Academy. A young man with a fiery personality and the [ Firestarter ] Skill to match, after losing his mother during the Demon Lord's attack, does he have anything left to do? The allure of magic calls to him, but what if he sinks deeper than he could possibly go?

A world of Classes, Levels, Swords and Sorcery... hop into the Races: Online server and start your quest today!

Or maybe meet up with the other Players offline?

"This Demon Lord would really like to have a word with you without the safety net of the game rules."

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WARNING: SLOW-PACED, MULTI-PERSPECTIVE SERIES.
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Races: Online ( VR Smartphone App )

There were certain things that Han Jing had grown up with as a boy that lived in one of the most expensive city in his country—and that dagger was damn expensive! "Hey give it back—er, nevermind." He quickly stepped back as the dagger he let go was absorbed into the slime's body. He reluctantly then pulled out his second dagger from his inventory.

"Think Han, think!" He didn't even have much time to speak as he dodged the new set of tendrils and then felt one of them jab him right in his torso. It packed quite a punch. The young man doubled over in pain as he tried to step back, but his own reflexes failed him as one of the tendrils grabbed him by the leg and lifted him up from the ground.

And there was no time for snappy—the slime slung him back and forth across the walls. The man groaned in pain as he was treated like his sister's ragdoll. He held on to his dagger though as he raised it to cut the tendril off and accidentally stabbed his own leg.

There Was No Escape