TDD V1, Chapter 1: Parts 1-3

Okay, so I was going to post this story in individual parts but… Well, I underestimated how lazy I am, so I’ll post in chunks instead lmao. I’ll try to post all of Chapter 1 and 2 today, in segments of about 1500-2500 words each.

*Chapter 1: Sariel’s Guidance*

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HCOP Book 2, Chapter 83: A New Body

Michael’s obsidian hand reached out and easily passed through the superplastic barrier, stabbing directly into the center of that cybernetically enhanced brain. When he pulled it out, there was a pure-white wisp, which looked similar to a tiny human skull. Continue reading

TDoE V2 Chapter 17: Fancy Buffet

The death penalty in “Technoevo World Online” was practically nonexistent. Well, in the open-world you would drop gold and items, but most fighting took place in battles, skirmishes and wars. I would do all kinds of crazy shit… Most of my strategies involved suicide or dying while killing as many people as possible. Continue reading

TDoE V2 Chapter 15: G. G. Azrael

“You, you’re Azrael! Motherfucking Gun-God Azrael! G. G. Azrael! Holy shit! I thought you died… Oh wait, I guess you did, hahaha~!” I finally realized why he seemed so damn familiar. He was basically one of my best friends online in my previous life. We played ‘Technoevo World Online’ together all the time, but then he suddenly disappeared one day and I never heard from him again. Continue reading

Chapter 176: Archangelic Duel

As Michael and his Companions were spending the night peacefully sleeping in their Player-Home, there was a terrible war raging fiercely in the skies above Carrabelle Plains. Ten thousand Lesser Angels, five thousand Angels, one hundred Greater Angels and even two Archangels were all fiercely battling against each other. Continue reading

Chapter 147: Fame and Infamy

“Jasmine Jade: MIA, presumed dead, body never found. Disappeared during the Battle of Fort Resilience. Witnesses have reported that a beam of white-light descended from the artificial sky, burned a hole through the rampart, and several floors above her room, before leaving scorch marks on the center of her floor.” A middle-aged, dark-skinned, Dwarven man was sitting in a leather desk-chair and reading an article, from a fairly large computer screen. Continue reading