Ash_Valtorix_X

Heroes have been summoned yet again, but not to save the world from some encroaching darkness or the demon king. No, this time it was to help the gods in a game where the fate of a world somewhat hung in the balance.

Dubbed the ‘Ascender Games’,  A game where the victorious god would be allowed to ascend to the rank of 'Ruler' under the supervision of a 'Game Master'. A hero could either be virtuous or villainous, depending on the god that summoned them.

Uravis Lockwood was far from hero material. In fact, he had no notable physical features. The only somewhat remarkable quality he possessed was the fact that he was a well-known MMORPG player in the world of Earth, the best in fact. But how would that help him in an actual battle? 

What was clear was the fact he was summoned by a prideful god who believed he would be getting a legendary hero, not some scrawny gaming champion. 

Unfortunately, he is discarded for not possessing a legendary skill, Uravis finds himself in a wilderness where he would soon come to realize those days he spent becoming a warrior in those virtual worlds was not wasted, when he realizes he is able to physically transform Into his game characters.

Follow Uravis on his journey as the supposed legendary hero, possessing a single unranked skill, 'Login'. 

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Login Hero: A Gamer's Ascension to Godhood

Vasquez' expression softened further, his eyes returning finally to their natural shade as he gazed at Nightshade. The dark and terrifying aura around him faded away, replaced with calmness, giving Nightshade a reason to exhale.

"I hate to admit it, but you are right, Vendetta," Vasquez said, his deep voice calm and soft as he spoke, "I wouldn't also thinking of passing an opportunity with these hotties, especially your sister."

Nightshade turned around with a scoff leaving his lips, "I would rather not, you could have Elyria or Seraphina, definitely not Claire. I can risk my sister being with a," he paused and gave Vasquez a scrutinizing gaze, "A sadist and masochist."

Nightshade gasped lowly, feigning innocence, "Nightshade may be one, but not Me, I am not a masochist."

A Traitor's Vow : Splitting into Groups for the Next Raid.