NandoFalske

In the game Myth2, Klaus Park was already considered a top player at just 13 years old. With his advanced knowledge of the game and methods of adapting to the most varied situations, he became a world champion younger than anyone else. However, due to a tragic incident, he left his team and the gaming world a year later.
Now, 7 years after leaving the professional scene, he returned to play the eminent VRMMORPG called Rise Online, a unique game of unrestricted freedom whose number of players already exceeds one hundred million. This game allows players to use real-world skills such as martial arts, archery, blacksmithing, or reaction time for their own benefit, along with the freedom to explore 7 colossal, mythological worlds.
Planning how to conquer dungeons? Fight against powerful guilds? Slay the Werewolf King? Face hordes of thousands of zombies? Have the power to revive the dead? Or discover unknown battle techniques?
None of this is impossible for Klaus, a legendary player, and holder of the Psych Class, allowing him to see and talk to spirits, copy abilities, cast magic items, and see the signs that no one else can see across the worlds. His real goal is to reach the throne of the paranormal world and the top of the player and guild ranks of Rise Online. No matter what is in front of him, he will be head-on with his best, be it the High Lord of Vampires or the strongest Guild Master.



Main Tags: Action, Weaktostrong, Male MC, Videogame and evolution.
Schedule: 14 chapters/week.
Chapter length: 1000 - 2000 words
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Discord: https://discord.gg/bpqq9u4gS8

Rise Online: Return of the Legendary Player

The silence in that stuffy basement was so deafening that it was as if the walls were whispering in the ears of the people present.

Kaizen and Andrew, paralyzed by the disturbing discovery before them, stared wide-eyed at the man in the cell. He was sitting in a dark corner, his chains rattling as he moved. His hair was matted, and his clothes were torn and stained with dried blood. In his hand, he held a piece of bone, which he used as a tool to write on the walls. The smell of blood permeated the air, and seemed to become even more intense when the torchlight revealed the macabre nature of his improvised writing.

"My God... Urgh..." whispered Andrew, horrified and a little nauseous. "What happened here?"

The man in the cell looked up at the same time as he turned his head, and showed his eyes empty of any glimmer of sanity. He muttered unintelligible words, a continuous stream of delirium that made no sense.

Consumed Village (Part 2)