Duke_Asmodeus

In the year 2173, the world's first Full-World Virtual MMORPG game 'Astral Online' changed the face of the blue planet Asteria. With its revolutionary Digital Capture System, players could scan themselves into the game with up to 20% beautification, and millions flocked to play it.

The game's popularity skyrocketed with the introduction of the Real Money Trading (RMT) system, and professional players formed guilds and factions to increase their profits. 

But this prosperity was short-lived, as players began to fuse with their avatars, gaining powerful abilities in the real world that tipped the balance of power and caused chaos.

Two years later, demons and monsters from inside the game invaded the real world, decimating over 90% of humanity.

The remaining survivors were left hiding in fear, unable to fight back against the invaders.

Zell was an average player who spent most of his life working overtime to make ends meet; although he inherited a wonderful house thanks to his parents, most of his wages went to the property tax and food bill. 

He found solace in collecting beasts in the game and evolving them into humanoids, primarily females. 

When the end came, he was powerless and alone, with only his pets and Rika, his cherished Flame Rabbit, as his companions.

In a final act of bravery, Zell saves the life of a strange girl with white wings, sacrificing himself. 

But instead of dying, he awoke in an empty white room with a single computer and a game-like screen that allowed him to edit his IRL avatar and persona.

Zell's second chance at life came with a mission: survive. But who gave him this second chance, and for what reason? Could he meet Rika again, or was she lost forever? 

As Zell navigates this dark new world, he must confront the harsh realities of survival, facing danger at every turn and making difficult choices to determine his fate.

Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO

Zell's body shot through the city streets, ignoring the broken concrete, damaged cars and fallen trees, his movements agile like a cat avoiding objects along an alleyway.

'This feels so good.' He thought, his foot stomping down, crushing the skull of a weaker demon, unable to make a noise before its brains seeped onto the ground.

His body felt refreshed as the demon's essence flowed into his body; he felt a tinge of pain, like a refreshing zing, as his muscles began to transform, contort and finally restore to normal before stepping away.

A pile of corpses behind him, mangled as if tortured to death, their faces filled with human-like despair and unwillingness to die.

Throughout the night, he hunted like a prowling hunter stalking prey, crushing many small groups of demons to increase his power. However, there were more than 30 so far; he was yet to find their demon guardian or anything beyond a whelp.

Chapter 11: The Demon's Night Parade!