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It was the year 2169. The apocalypse finally arrived. 

Global warming, zombies, nuclear war, all at once. Just one tipping point and the world itself would crumble. 

Then, Nova Corp, a hegemon of the corporate world, seemingly convinced the global super powers into doing the impossible: Taking everyone online. 

And they did. Everyone, poor or rich, was taken into the VRMMORPG: World Online. 

A fantasy world where anything was possible. A utopia, unlike everything that the real world was. 

But what was supposed to become a method of existence, became a battleground for supremacy. Companies, world powers, and the rich battled to become the greatest. 

The disparity between the poor and the rich grew. There was no justice in this world. It took Darwin's words further than any other. 
Jake, as poor as one could get, was caught in the rift, torn apart by the unfair system. 

He was a dog of the Shadow King Guild, and even though he was absolutely loyal, in the end, the guild cut him off. 

He was without an anchor and left in the cruel world. He knew no Utopia like the others. 

But one day, when he opened his eyes, nothing was the same anymore.

Opening his eyes, he found himself ten years in the past. He was done being the henchman now. He was not going to let himself be used anymore. 

Now, it was time for him to fight back. So what if the strongest were going to stand in his way? He was going to be unstoppable.

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World Online

"Your Majesty! Terrible things have happened!" A shriek filled a dark room. One that was familiar to this particular messenger.

The dark and shadowy atmosphere here was one that he was accustomed to.

"What happened, Belhondir? Why are you so worried?" The king was seated this time.

Seated in a throne that was far too big for a man of such stature. But Belhondir didn't dare say a thing about it.

"The battalion that you sent, Your Majesty! They came back!"

"That is a good thing, is it not? I told you, they were over kill for these intruders. Yet you were the one who kept pushing to send them to the front lines. Such a waste of time." The king brushed it off.

"That wasn't the problem, Your Majesty! They came back injured! More then two thirds of them vanquished, and the captain almost died! He had to use his sacrificial move to survive. This battalion its dead now!" Belhondir said.

Retreat