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Since we, the RGHIA, were cheated out of your last dungeon due to some unknown interference, we’ve found a way to entertain ourselves—a new instance custom-made for you. Do you like vampires? No? How sad—for you—because that’s what you’re up against.

Welcome, Magnus —Insert Surname—, you have spawned into a level 70 city—soon to be dungeon. All safe zones are transitory. Due to the city’s failing infrastructure a permanent safe zone cannot be established at this time.

Welcome, Thaddeus Hellion, The Royal Grand High Imperial Architects of the System ‘welcomes’ Earth into the Universal Collective. Apparently, the most populace sentient species on this world are humans—Wow, that’s pathetic—anyway, it should be fun to watch the lot of you die. That wasn’t good. In fact, Thaddeus would go so far as to say it was terrible, since his weekly manicure appointment was more than likely canceled.

Iain knows which way the RGHIA are leaning. Human life to them is just another inconvenience on their way to total domination. Jerks. It figures though. It isn’t like the System is suddenly going to cut him any slack even after turning the city into a caged death match. Hell, he would’ve settled for a breather, but no such luck. At this point it’s clear the System or the RGHIA hates his guts—meaning he and his family are pretty screwed.

In just two weeks I had overcome insurmountable obstacles and emerged victorious, but my journey was far from over. With my queens, Lyanna and Brinia, by my side, it was time to start building a kingdom that would stand the test of time. But the road to glory is paved with danger. The king is furious with me for killing his cousin in a duel and will stop at nothing to exact his revenge. And if that wasn't enough, I found the perfect spot for my castle, but it's guarded by a massive, fire-breathing dragon.

My life wasn't that exciting; a degree in engineering, a small flat in London, and an ex-girlfriend who still texted me when she was drunk. Every day was a bore. Everything changed when I found myself in Lanercost, a small medieval village, with no idea of how I arrived.

System Initiating.... Valhalla Protocol Activated.... Welcome, —Insert Name—, you have spawned into a level 70 city—soon to be dungeon. All safe zones are transitory. Due to the city’s failing infrastructure, a permanent safe zone cannot be established at this time.

Cerulean-in-the-Mountain is safe, and Auroro's party has reunited. But now, they've learned of Princess Veerie's precarious situation and that Auroro may have endangered her life. Nothing is certain, but as far as Auroro's concerned, her brother and the Hero of the forest elves, Virid, is the one that needs to be listened to.

In the beginning, there was peace. Then, a sickness spread through the Nine Realms, corrupting the very fabric of reality. Those affected by the contagion turned on the rest, sparking the Great War.

In the beginning, there was peace. Then, a sickness spread through the Nine Realms, corrupting the very fabric of reality. Those affected by the contagion turned on the rest, sparking the Great War.

In the beginning, there was peace. Then, a sickness spread through the Nine Realms, corrupting the very fabric of reality. Those affected by the contagion turned on the rest, sparking the Great War.

In the beginning, there was peace. Then, a sickness spread through the Nine Realms, corrupting the very fabric of reality. Those affected by the contagion turned on the rest, sparking the Great War. Eventually, it all burned. Everything and everyone ceased to exist.

Once again, Gavin Randall has found himself knee deep in zealots and necromancers. One is hellbent on murdering anyone with magical abilities and the others can’t make up their minds. If that wasn’t enough, something from beyond the veil has slipped through the void to hunt him.

Auroro, the man with a countdown on his life and his two assets, the wildland elf, Rynissie, and the strange catgirl, Chesheer are finally nearing Cerulean-in-the-Mountain. Auroro is set on accomplishing the task given to him by the woman he's smitten with, but things aren't so easy when one is easily distracted by the strange delicacies offered by the city with the most toxic hospitality.

Self-proclaimed conqueror Auroro and his contracted guide, Rynissie, have hit the road. They have had a simple errand (read: most important task) entrusted to them and are heading to the cave-elf city of Cerulean-in-the-Mountain.... Or at least that was the plan. Auroro has decided to be efficient. They're going to do some jobs along the way and make some money! Sounds simple enough, right? Unfortunately, things are not normal in the forests of Viridia.

After telling a goddess of love and passion that I would conquer her, I was dropped into another world: Mistrim. I have no memory of who I was, I have a wicked awesome power born from my desires, and I have a timer on my arm counting down to my death. Not the worst starting point, I would say. But where there is adversity, there is the opportunity for good fortune. Elves, werewolves, harpies, bunny girls, and more—Mistrim is inhabited by all manner of monsters given humanoid forms—Sentients. And, as I found out, harems are commonplace in Mistrim.

Embarking on a space journey can be dangerous, no matter how short the trip is supposed to be. Going to inspect a new planet with unknown life can be exciting and well-paid. Being thrown onto the planet surface without a way to contact home base or protect oneself from the unknown can be deadly. Follow along with two men who were sent on such a journey with disastrous results. Will they manage to survive until home base can send a rescue party, or will they be over taken by the planet and the dangers they encounter?

Richard Teft would rather live life recklessly numb than face the suffocating reality around him. Beautiful blonde women in Samhale County are being murdered right under his nose, and if he stopped drinking himself into darkness long enough to investigate, he might be forced to accept personal responsibility for their last breaths. One by one, another pretty face joins the parade of dead women, but there is one Richard is terrified will join the lineup: Amy Jones, the sunshine of Samhale, who makes the butterflies in his stomach fly in drunken loops.

Unsurpassed wilderness soon to become a battleground. A lone warrior has harnessed the raw, natural power of one of the greatest predators of all time. And the land to which he has kinship will no longer tolerate its desolation and decimation. War has been declared, and a zoological superweapon has been unleashed. As ranchers begin to lose their cattle, their lands, and their lives, a small community reaches out to the only person who can help: Thomas Walker, a hunter turned conservationist. He will soon discover that the creature is more familiar to him than he ever thought possible.

Cain seeks a way beyond the veil, but thanks to the continued existence of his father's children, that isn’t an option - currently. Worse yet, the strigoi's mass extermination put his enemies on notice. Armed with the knowledge that they too are mortal, his half-siblings have fled into the shadows, shattering ancient alliances. As they reel from the shockwaves of Namisia’s death, fear, mistrust, and infighting place Eve's tenuous hold over those who remain in jeopardy.