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I died nine months from today, on the day that Fortress ENE, my home and one of the few safe cities left in North America, was assaulted by a million monsters pouring from the same portals we’d been exploiting for years. Nine months. I have nine months to find out who is responsible for the breach, which corporation stands to gain the most, and who is pulling the levels or power to burn my home down.

Kazar has fallen. All that is left of the border city is a caravan of refugees, skirting the edge of the deadlands and the dangers that lurk there. The situation is grim; but Viv is not done for. The Kazarans are alive and looking for revenge. And Viv? She has all the tools to provide it.

Magical conduit star? Check. Two boyfriends plus two more yet to be labeled relationships? Check. Ancient celestial wanting to kill my mother and probably me too… Yeah, that's kind of where it went all wrong. I might have finally figured out my magic, to an extent, but nothing could have...

Akio Prince is one of the best in the world at a dying art. He's put a lifetime of martial arts training to work in the arena, dueling with pulsing resin blades and carbon fiber for the masses. But winning championships is small consolation while his city is taken over by the Hachinin, ruthless criminals spreading corruption, violence and debauchery across the east. When the same syndicate that claimed the life of Akio's master threatens the few friends he has left, he decides to make a stand.

For months, Arcangelo has evaded capture in World of Chains. He's outwitted his real-life adversaries at every turn, made them look like fumbling amateurs, and built a foundation to protect himself and his found family. But the web is tightening. From every direction, hunters are closing in. For now, it's only whispers. Shadows at the edge of the Dawnlight Forest. Yet even as Arcangelo forges alliances and strengthens his defenses, the threat never sleeps.

A life of embracing my magic and discovering the truth of my past. The truth about everything—even a few things that should have stayed buried. When mysterious notes start appearing on my person telling me not to trust the elves, I'm led to question Elena's motives, which means I also have to question the handsome and aloof elven wizard she talked into helping me.

Eva Nix, glorified messenger, at your service. Sure, the ability to cross boundaries into other realms is pretty neat, but when a devil tricks me into a contract, my celestial blood suddenly becomes the greatest prize in a dangerous game. My first mission lies deep in the goblin realm, beyond the wild forests to the stone towers of the old ones, in search of Mistral. I expected him to be deadly and cunning. I did not expect him to sit me by a cozy fire to offer a contract of his own, sealed with a kiss.

Perry returns to Franklin City to find his home under the control of a being of unimaginable power. To stop the mad god’s cruel games, Perry has to win… if he can even remember he’s playing. And even as Perry struggles to save his city, an unstoppable force from the dawn of the age of capes grows in power, laying their plans to extinguish humanity from the face of the Earth. Join Paradox as he walks the fine line between Madness and Sanity, Hero and Villain… Life and Death.

Hi there! I'm Magical Girl Crystal Genocide, one of the twelve magical girls, and sworn protectors of Earth! We were like a superhero squad, but with more sparkles! We fought day and night to keep the baddies at bay and the Earth safe. But, one day, our best wasn't good enough. So, we huddled up for a superhero brainstorm and decided to pool our powers for this mega, super-duper save-the-day plan. We kinda goofed. Big time. Instead of saving the day, we accidentally wiped out a quarter of the Milky Way.

Even heroes need a vacation—preferably one with good ale.Archibold Stormblood once saved kingdoms, slew demon lords, and carved his name into legend. Now he just wants to keep his tavern open, his ale cold, and his barmaids from brawling with the patrons.

Ryan doesn’t remember much about his life before becoming a dungeon core. Only that he had a bit of a disagreement with the church—something to do with a beheading? Now reborn, Ryan begins to arm his darkness dungeon with devious traps, bestial zombies and ill-named skeletal creations, without doing anything too evil. Well, mostly. Some adventurers just deserve a stalactite to the head.

It would appear that, after two years of relative slacking, the Hero of Chaos is once again facing an ever-growing workload. Boxxy had been quite fortunate to obtain an exceptionally potent pawn with very little effort, but that was still effort it did not intend to expend. Sensing it might get dragged into things it really doesn't want to bother with, the creature makes haste to depart Velos and its orcs so that it may continue its private preparations for the upcoming Dragon Festival.

After experimenting with an exploit, Vincent begins to develop new spells that will take him higher in the game than he ever thought possible. Unfortunately, he crosses paths with the last moderator, a young man named Lucas that uses his mod abilities to torture and subjugate other players. Lucas is willing to abuse his power to conquer the World-Tree, but Vincent’s exploit might just be the key to stopping him.

It’s amazing what the lack of immediate threat to one’s life and wellbeing can do for a person’s disposition. High risk, high reward endeavors suddenly seem far less appealing, month-long delays are no longer a cause for concern, and sleeping in every single day of the week becomes an extremely attractive proposition. Indeed, without a pressing need to aggressively expand its power, Boxxy T. Morningwood is finally able to simply sit back, enjoy life, and watch the world both turn and burn.

Ignas Corvinus, ruler of Vlachia, has been captured by his worst enemies. A puppet ruler has been installed to lead the most powerful nation in Archemi, and he's doing his best to blame Hector Park, his dragon Karalti, and their allies for the world's problems.

Draysky was born to die on the ridge. Like his father before him, his fate was to harvest elemental treasures until the dust claimed his lungs. As the lowest of society, a Knotted, the thin cord around his neck signifies to all his low rank. He would never progress as a mage, nor learn of the forbidden runes of the kingdom magicians.

Before being conscripted to fight in the Total War, Private Hector Park had a shattered family, a collection of old video games, and a promising career as a motorcycle stuntman. Now, he is dying from a virus threatening humankind with extinction. He has three days to live. When Hector’s brother contacts him after years of hostile silence, Hector goes to try and make peace. But his brother offers him something even better: the chance to cheat death by joining him in Archemi, a full-immersion fantasy VR-RPG video game.

So much darkness. At least it made hiding easier. Daniel and his group of close friends barely made it away from the mob and their underhanded allies among the Cabal. Now, they were hunted prey, forced to ditch their beloved floating castle in order to find a place to hide. But where could you possibly hide when the Dawnlight Forest would soon be teeming with people looking for you? That’s right. Underground. Quite literally.

The world waits for no one. While Boxxy is off chasing shinies and delving dungeons abroad, Azurvale's shadows churn, fester, and ferment into a potent cocktail of trouble. Secret organizations maneuver behind the scenes, patiently advancing their nefarious plots. Government agencies lay in wait, ready to pounce at the first sign of trouble. Powerful adventurers gear up and train for the next challenge, uncertain as to what form it might take.

Go to the big city. Hang out with the bigwigs. Have fun. That was the plan, right? Right! Except, our hero was supposed to be the guest of honor and the mob was not supposed to be invited. Daniel was running out of places to lay low, however. Something needed to be done, or he’d be caught in the ever-tightening net of his pursuers.