《Pantheon Online 》Chapter 5: Nine Realms
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Bright lights flew past Colt as his avatar loaded into the game. In the same fashion as most role-playing games, he appeared in his own body, with the exact same features as he had in real life. This was nothing new to him. If he was some rookie, he would probably be screaming about his identity being exposed in-game. He knew differently though, although he could use his own appearance, there was bound to be a part where he could create his in-game avatar.
In the next moment, a bright sunny sky spread out before him. He found himself to be standing on top of one of the many clouds. Looking around, he noticed bursts of golden lights appearing on other clouds as more beta testers loaded into the game. 'Hmm, seems like quite a lot of people accepted the invitation.' His eyebrow suddenly raised as he noticed part of his cloud rising to form some kind of map.
There was a large circle in the centre on the map with a wavy line that ran down its centre. Each half had writing on it that Colt was unable to understand. 'Is this some kind of in-game language? They certainly went all out.' Colt was intrigued by the level of detail the developer's seemed to be going to. Surrounding this large circle were seven smaller ones. Each of them had a single word written on them, but he was unable to understand it yet again.
There was one thing that was different about the smaller ones compared to the larger ones. Not including the dividing line and the larger one had had a separate word on each half. That was the fact that each of the smaller ones glowed with a golden light, while the large one had dull grey colour to it. Colt felt a sudden urge to put his hand on the grey circle. When he did so, he was met with a system prompt swimming in front of his eyes.
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[You do not have the necessary Authority to access this realm. Please select one of the highlighted realms.]
'Realms, huh? So, they're probably different servers then. Let's take a look.' Colt closed the prompt and placed his hand on one of the golden circles. His vision was suddenly filled with a golden hologram containing a lot of information. However, most of it was in the same language that he could not understand.
[Skill: Basic ****** Language Unlocked]
'Why the hell is the name of the language censored?' Colt wondered as he closed the latest prompt to view the new information. There was not much of the language that had been translated, but it gave him a general idea of what he was looking at. He scrolled through the remaining realms to confirm his thoughts. 'Sure enough, it's a race selection screen.'
From what he could see, there were seven playable races. Minus the two that were greyed out in the central circle. 'I wonder if the players who join during the public release will have access to those?' At this point, he was wondering if either of those two races may hold an advantage over the others. 'Well, the Beta Test only lasts two weeks. I can always restart if either of them looks to be decent enough.'
His mind turned back to his current options as he began to consider which one he would choose for now. The standard 'Human' Race was there, which was typical of all games. However, he did not understand why it stated the racial benefit as being the most numerous Race. On the other hand, the second part about being a versatile race made sense to him.
Then there were the standard fantasy races that followed. Elves were gifted in natural environments and magic. Dwarves gained benefits on mountain and rugged terrains while also being naturally gifted in the forging profession. Dark Elves, gifted in stealth and assassinations. Orcs, known for brute strength and being talented warriors.
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The following two confused him a little, though. Warbeasts, beast/human hybrids that excelled in different areas depending on bloodlines. Colt could only assume that they were another versatile race like humans. Most games these days had some kind of beast race, so it was not overly surprising. It was the last one that caught his attention.
Elden, the first mortal Race to walk the realms. Gifted in primal magic and known for their strong bodies. 'Hmm, a race unique to the game then? So what's the difference between magic and primal magic?' Just now, he had no reference to go on. So he was unsure what would be the best way to begin building his character.
'Well, for now, I should probably choose something versatile. It will give me the chance to try a bunch of different things and find the right fit. However, I can't really take myself seriously if I end up running around with a pair of cat ears and a tail…' That thought settled it as he scrolled back to the Race he had set his mind on.
[Are you sure you wish to choose the 'Human' Race? Warning, this choice is irreversible.]
"Yes," Colt replied in a confident voice. He prepared himself to be teleported into the new world.
[Race has been set to 'Human'. Please select Sub-race.]
"What the fuck!" Colt swore out loud. His brow creased in confusion. He had never come across a game where they implemented subspecies of the various races. 'Oh wait, is this what it meant when it listed versatile as a racial benefit?' The more he thought about it, the more confident he became that this deduction was most likely correct.
His eyes turned to the new list that appeared in front of him. Each subspecies of the Human Race seemed to have different specialities and aesthetics. Each of them resembled a different point of ancient history to real humans. 'Eh, there's even a samurai type?' He was really impressed by the developers now. This kind of option would seriously open up different possibilities for the players.
His eyes finally met a choice that brought a smile to his face.' This… Just got interesting.' He thought as he eyed the preview model in front of him. These people's name was 'Skardian', but anyone from Earth would recognise them by another name.
'I always wanted to be a Viking…'
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A Journey of Black and Red
A conversation with a handsome stranger leaves Ariane chained in a cellar with a strange affliction. She soon discovers that the darkness of the nineteenth century’s Deep South hides many dangers. Mages, wolf shifters and the humans who hunt them play a risky game where to stumble is to die, all under the amused gaze of the apex predators of the supernatural world: vampires. It is never healthy to attract the gaze of the aristocracy of the night. It takes much to survive in this merciless world, but Ariane will not let that deter her. The southern belle has a bite, and she is willing to learn and to grow in this hostile new world. She will use whatever means necessary to reclaim her freedom, be it guile, charm, or those intriguing new instincts that make blood so delectable. This is a story of vampires as I believe they should be, with their strengths and weaknesses, with their remnants of humanity and the beast inside. Updates every Friday. Mind the tags. Cover by Antti Hakosaari: https://www.artstation.com/haco Special thanks to Svensonsen for getting me started, as well as Omi Nya, Jemima, my patrons and you dear readers, for the support.
8 171Post War Rules
Life on Torus Terminal is usually fast paced, but simple. A frontier Terminal has little room for easy living, but the great, circular station does boast shopping and culinary experiences from many Imperial races and cultures. Any star is, by its nature, extremely far from its neighbors. But laser highways, and the great shimmering sails of the light-rider spaceships make the trip into only about ten years. Still, the denizens of Torus Terminal eagerly await the day when the Anti-Euclidean Engine their station is built around finally comes online. Once that is done, they will have unfettered access to the entire Empire. Instantaneous travel and trade across hundreds of stars. Torus Terminal does boast one other oddity: a creature which calls itself Human. As he says, the last of his kind for now. He has made quite the life for himself on Torus Terminal, especially in the darker corners of the station. The elites of Torus Terminal praise his name, for once he took up arms, crime began to fall. What they did not realize was that was because he had claimed the seedy underbelly of Torus Terminal for himself and his own goals. The elites praise him as a paragon of law. The criminals fear him as a ruthlessly clever crime boss. Those closest to him, know him as the General. This story was originally posted on the Humanity Fuck Yeah subreddit, where it evolved from a simple play on a historical figure in a science fiction setting into a full blown space opera. I kind of took it as an opportunity to explore a setting I've had rolling around in my head for years. I also decided that it would be nice to have it in a place where I could more easily come back and edit it later, so I'm reposting it here. Here's a link to the original posting if you're interested: https://www.reddit.com/r/HFY/comments/e9cwpl/post_war_rules/ If my genre and tagging is subpar, let me know. I'm still new to Royal Road and I'm open to help. Feel free to comment and make suggestions, or discuss. I love comments, and so long as we keep things civil I also love criticism.
8 116Born a Pawn
What purpose is there in living? For I, Kento Murakami, a master bookkeeper and hacker, the answer came soon after my most recent score. Turns out I'd have preferred to have just died and gone to heaven, and leave the deep thinking to the philosophers. Well, as it turns out I'm simply a pawn for forces far beyond what my tiny brain can fathom. In truth I'm a copy and paste underling for a cosmic entity. At least they are giving me a "sabbatical" after my mission on earth (I knew the world sucked). Join me on my isekai adventure as I get to live it up in a land of swords and sorcery!
8 142Divine Imperium - Warlord of Takamagahara
On earth, a boy named Yamato Shigeru was minding his own business, playing truant and spending time at a sports club. One day, on his way back from the club, he stops by a park before he mysteriously vanishes. Next thing he knows, he is taken to the land of the Shinto gods and requested to fight to help protect earth. With the facts presented before him, he responds to the request, becoming the commander of his own faction to fight in another, chaotic world. His motivation, to prevent earth from being dragged into this world and being made a mess of, and… leaving his grey world behind. Read though his adventures and decisions he makes in this unforgiving and unforgettable new world, where he will fight every mystery and every common logic and build a faction that trembles the earth and heaven. Witness, the rise of the DIVINE IMPERIUM and the great warlord. Notes: - Tags and warnings to be updated as the story is written. - Updates maybe irregular. - Please point out any errors in writing you may find.
8 213Munch’s World
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8 183I am not the Hero
Disclaimer: This is a slow burn story that integrates both Fantasy and somewhat sci-fi. The MC will be more of an anti-hero who will kill any and everyone that he pleases while still understanding the plight of a Villain. This is also family-centric with a dash of hidden identity, Yandere Romance, Blackmail, and a lot of character growth. === Why is life precious? Because you only have one. Then what about the person who took over 999 lives? Who died 999 tragic death as a villain? Then, how would someone like that live? The answer is simple... as he damn wishes. “I-it’s not like I did it for you, you spinless Warrior.” “Good, the doors to your left, you may leave now.” He said to the tsundere Knight. PAH! “How dare you hit a woman?” “Who cares if you’re a woman? You slapped me when I just saved your life!” “You touched my chest!” “I said it was an accident, and again, I just saved your life — you know what? Fuck you, die here if you want to.” “Wait, wait, come back! Don’t leave me here! I’m sorry!” the princess screamed for help after being tossed to the side of the road. Theo did all this, yet to his dismay somehow, his reputation remained good in the eyes of many! A Hero, A Righteous Warrior, Benevolent King, Shadow Lord, Beast Keeper — such were the names given to him... To all of this, his reaction was always the same. “WHY!? How did they come to the conclusion that I’m a Hero? Even my other identities who massacred a lot of people, mind you, are not any different!” [I know, right?] “Shut up, Goddess!” This is the story of the most malicious villain turned Hero. The one with the darkest heart shining with the most brilliant name. He does not hide, nor run, he’s — The Villain Savior. === Final Notes: If you want to support the story, encourage the author, or just flat out want to read ahead, head over to the Patreon where you'll be a week ahead. Schedule: Tuesday, Friday, and Sunday Enjoy and leave your thoughts in the comment section as I read those Thanks to the good reviews
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