I_Love_Ramen

The rule had always been this way: the strong over the weak, the rich over the poor. Mark knew this, he'd even experienced it.

After his boss fired him for discovering the affair with his girlfriend (who also worked at their small gaming company), Mark vowed never to be humiliated like that again. He wanted to rise above everyone, to become the world's top player, the one who made the rules and decided everyone's fate.  But that was wishful thinking.  He was just a heavyset, nerdy guy with some programming skills and a large appetite.  What else did he have going for him?

Hit hard by this reality, jobless and dumped, Mark withdrew into gaming, which also became his source of income.  One day, after leaving a bad review for a game he played and streamed, he received a strange reply from the game's creator.  Suddenly, Mark found himself transported to Aetherium, the world of that same game, as Magnus Lancaster, the young lord of a crumbling territory.

Now, with this new beginning, he vowed never to be weak again, never to leave his fate in someone else's hands.

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Apocalypse: Starting With Three Unique Blessings

Magnus watched the council, their hushed discussion a low murmur he couldn't quite decipher. Yet, their confused reaction spoke volumes. They were clearly baffled by his correct answer to Cassius's riddle. Finally, the murmuring ceased, and their attention focused on him like a laser beam.

"Mortal," one god boomed, his voice dripping with arrogance, "I am quite surprised you were able to answer Cassius's riddle. But do not for a moment think you will be fortunate enough to answer mine."

Magnus remained silent, his brow furrowed. Just as he suspected, the council hadn't wanted him to succeed in the first place. The entire setup felt like a charade. Why present the riddles at all if success wasn't a genuine possibility? A troubling thought began to take root.

Riddle (2)