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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Undergoing edits.

Races: Online ( VR Smartphone App )

The man was ready for the afternoon.

His notebook was smoothly pressed into his lap, quill magically inked and ready to jot down his report. Anything that might have caught his attention in regard to his target. In front of him, two young Students were about to battle and wage oneself against the other.

Along with other remarks that captured the essence of rivalry between physical prowess pushed to its limits and magical ability trained and battle-tested. He himself could have proudly said he managed to mix the two separate practices like oil and water into… oily water?

The lack of a proper example did not matter, and neither did his thoughts right now as he turned his attention elsewhere. One did not even need a Skill to distinguish between the two. One was brooding, silent yet careful, and the other was jubilant, almost-reckless if not for the mischief lighting up their face.

Quills, Thrills and Forgotten Dreams