After dodging some Wagons and Carriages, and annoyingly brushing past some people wearing Regency and Victorian era trousers and cravats. These extremely poshed people looked at him with disgust as if he was a dirty person even though his hair was well combed and smelled nice. Finally reaching the entrance, there he sees the two Vampires talking to the lady in the main desk. His head was buried on the glass window, scaring the elegant people inside. Fired up, he goes in. The guards try to stop him, but he eyes them once, making them back off as they sense that he was a Warrior way above them.

Approaching the main desk, he could hear Beethoven playing and could only facepalm at the entire situation.

“Exactly what language is this form written in?”

“We only have British English, American English, German, and French.”

Baffled, Alana looks at Elizabeth who also shrugs, not knowing the languages. Paul then butts in, cutting between the two with an intimidating look. He tries his best to come up with a smile and talks to the Reception Lady.

“I apologize for these two, we’ll be on our way.” but in protest, Elizabeth blocks his way out.

“Miss Bartley, let us go.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“We’ve been traveling for weeks now. Can’t we at least go and try to have a vacation?”

“Wha… What is this, a job? C’mon, we have nothing to do here.”

“No. I’m not letting up.”

Seeing the determination in her face and also being reminded of how powerful she is. Paul turns around and with his arms crossed, leans into the counter.

“Question, do you allow people from this land to enter this magnificent player built city?”

“Yes, many Kings and Queens together with their Nobles have actually visited our country already.”

“Wait… you're an established country? The Guild of Regens has gotten an actual constitution and a properly working Government with taxation and land?!” Unbeknownst to him, he leaned in even closer to the cute lady with glasses.

“Y-yes.”

“Wait one minute.”

The line was getting more anxious, though they were sitting down, they couldn’t help but be annoyed by the man in peasant clothing. The trio’s outfit stood out, one in a villager girl's clothes and another in a Vampire outfit that’s visibly inspired by modern films, and not a hint of elegance or manners at all. Bahamut on the other hand was trying not to laugh at their situation. He then makes a snappy turn and heads back to the Receptionist.

“I’d like you to look for a…. A fuck. SirLordFarquadofButtstock. It should be dated in Twenty Thirty Five, July Eight. Level One Hundred Twenty. I was with three other people. One was named LatinSpanishFury-Four-Twenty, and another was… CriesofFreedomMILFH-Sixty-Nine… you… you get the idea.”

“Wait one sec.” She stood up, going behind the Reception area and to a storage room. Paul stood there, visibly humiliated with his face drenched in sweat. The two Vampires on the other hand are trying not to laugh while Bahamut is smelling the carpet of the fine establishment and eyeing the jewelry the high level people there were wearing, scarring some of the Noblewomen who have never seen a Dragon in their entire life. After a minute, the lady comes back with a page.

“Yes, we do have you in our records. But it seems that you’ve been kicked out due to Vagrancy, Public Disturbance and Assault.”

“WHAT?! THOSE DUDES HAD IT COMING TO THEM!”

“Sorry sir, if you want to gain access again, you have to pay Five Hundred Gold.”

“F-fi-f-five hundred?”

“Yes sir, it should clear your record clean.”

“That’s highway robbery, I don’t even know if I can materialize that much Gold from my inventory without collapsing…” His eyes were wide and his face was visibly in turmoil.

“Don’t worry sir, I’ve materialized a thousand and I’m only Level Seventy back in Dark World VR.”

“B-but, this is…”

“Sorry sir, it's part of the law.”

Rethinking, he turns his eyes at the lobby and notices the two jumping in excitement. He then makes the decision.

“Do you have a bag I can fill?”

“Of course sir.”

The lady then hands him a medium sized bag, and requests for him to go to the Male’s lavatory on the right to fill it up. Inside one of the stalls, with a tired face he fills it up. The Gold Coins materializes below his palm and drops at the pile inside the brown sack with a golden knot.

“I wonder… How much more Gold do I have?” thinking to himself, he could remember he had hundreds of thousands but doesn’t exactly know the amount. With his pants down, he makes the same posture as the thinking man. Calculating his losses and possible future expenditures now with the Vampire Queen in his party. After filling the bag, he goes back to the reception area where she was talking to Noble.

“Yes sir, Bank notes are right there. English is required so we recommend you get a translator, or would you wish for us to provide?”

Hearing this, the Vampires were shocked that they weren’t given the option. Though the two stood out by their extreme beauty, the well mannered and properly dressed people in the waiting chairs were giving them bad and jealous eyes, Meanwhile, Paul rudely dropped the sack full of Gold Coins.

“Five hundroes… and I need three application forms. Two for Vampires, one for an Animal Companion.”

Without protesting, the lady gives what he wants. He then lifts his hand and with his index finger, orders the two to follow him to a fill out area on the left. Entering it, he wrote the information needed for the two.

“Okay, that’s Alana’s done. Elizabeth. You're up.”

“Okay, I’m ready.”

“Alright, full name first.”

“Elizabeth Marie Bartley”

“I’ll write down Carmilla the Vampire, okay, next. Height in feet.”

“Alana said I’d be Six foot Two.”

“Weight in POUNDS.”

“Hundred and Twenty?”

“You know what, since I’m tired I’ll just write that down.” Later they found out she was One hundred and nineteen.

“Eye color?”

“Emerald. But it can turn Gold.”

“Emerald, Gotcha.”

“Hair color is Blonde, obviously.”

“What else?”

“Body complexion. Thiccalaously thin and curvy.”

“Uhhh.. what?”

“Nothing. Also this costs a thousand Gold. I’ll pay for it, don't worry.”

In the background, the song playing in the Reception area changed to Dmitri Shostakovich.

“Okay, occupation?”

“Adventure, as I know Ancient Queen wouldn’t really fly now wouldn’t it?.”

“Yes. Race?”

“Ancient Vampire.”

“Alrighty, date of birth?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

“Later, okay. Other than that, everything looks good. The other stuff like Address and such I’ll just copy off Alana's.”

“Interesting language you have, what writing is that?”

“It’s the Alphabet, we call it the International English language as it's the most commonly used language next to Spanish and Chinese.”

“I’d love to experience your world's culture, it seems fun.”

“Oh it is.”

After a while, they finished everything. Due to not having a Dragon option on the checkmark for Animal companions, Paul had to instead checkmark Lizard which Bahamut took offense to but let go due to the constraint of time. They then go back to the lavish waiting area. Sitting down the chairs, the glamorous people looked away from them as if they smelled even though he used Cologne and gave the two Vampires perfumes. It was already dark when they got their chance. Some of the people that already passed their documents were waiting, he could see in their eyes that these men and women were waiting for them to make a mistake and get humiliated even more.

He passes the documents and pays the Gold.

“Okay Madame Carmilla and Alana. Thank you for signing up with his Visa. You’ll be free to enter and exit as you will.”

The two Vampires nod and as they’re about to enter, the guards lower their Lancers. Blocking their path, giggles and chuckles could be heard from the people in the waiting room.

“Oh, you must first wear a dress or uniform of sorts to enter. Please come back when you have proper wear.”

“Suits these peasants.”

“Can you believe such reprobates could afford to enter the city of Gold?”

“Ugh, Let me tell you honey, these farmers of sorts just wanna become like us.”

Laughing and more mocking is heard. Now angry, Paul doesn’t even bother going back to the carriage to change outfit and just teleports his Eldwood Army Service uniform. Not like the Green service one that was a replica of the one the United States Army uses, this one was draped in all Black and the Collar Devices was a Golden “EL”. The ASU was properly cleaned and polished, his Medals shine and the ribbon rack he had almost covered a portion of his upper left chest. He then taps the tips of these newly shined Oxford shoes. He then fixes his jacket, and lets Bahamut fly into the inner pocket to hide.

“Ahem, ladies, outfits please.”

In Unison, the two ladies changed their attires. Elizabeth wore her frilly Purple Gothic Dress without her Crown while also materializing an ornate Masquerade mask to hide her face. Alana on the other hand wore her crimson red Gothic dress she bought at City Zero One. It had a bit of a shine from the lightbulbs of the room and was ornate from bottom to top, the dress is cut down the middle of her breasts, making a narrow curve shape stopping just under her navel leaving her stomach and cleavage bare. It exposes for all to see how full and well formed her breasts and stomach are.

The room was silent, but some of the people stood up and properly bowed at Elizabeth. She in return gestures for them to sit back down. Paul on the other hand faces the receptionist one again.

“Good enough?”

“Y-yes… sir.”

“Don’t call me Sir, I work for a living.”

She bows to the two Vampires and they carry on to the inside of the walls. There, a chauffeur was assigned to them. The man in charge of the Carriage Service notices the trio and gives them the most expensive of them all. Though Paul wanted to instead drive or get a car, the Butler-like man told them they didn’t have any so they got a stagecoach pulled by six horses. Now headed to the city center, far away one could see the light of Sulpitius. His face couldn’t be anymore tired, reflecting on the shenanigans they got themselves into.

Strangely, as if a switch was clicked, the two Vampires were absolutely silent. With their backs as straight and themselves carrying an aura of authority and luxury, he had to think of something to break the seriousness.

“Funny thing, the reason why we were kicked out is because we ran out of money.”

“Pfffft…” The Queen couldn’t hold it in, in embarrassment, she materialized a fan and held it up her Masquerade masks’ mouth.

“Yea, you know. My homie Escobar just wanted to find some mysteries to solve, while John was there to look for a Succubus Waifu. He said he was gonna find a beautiful one with golden eyes and long black hair… we told him he was crazy but it did little to stop him…”

“May I ask how it ended with you losing all your funds?” Alana’s posture and tone was different, though she had a serious flare, her smile was sipping out of her persona.

“Well, Level One Hundred Twenty is known as the Bankruptcy Hell. Everything is expensive and everything keeps breaking. It's the last hurdle to gaining the title of Legend and finally becoming a Death Knight. Knowing this, the four of us saved up some extra Coins on the side and decided to spend it here in Sulpitius.”

“And I guess you gambled?”

“No. We didn’t, we ate. A lot.”

“PFFFFTTTT…” Alana had to immediately hold her mouth to stop her laugh from spilling, Paul’s face though had a hundred yard stare on the window. Elizabeth who was next to him was holding her stomach, trying to quench the laugh.

“You know, I once thought of maybe breaking into the bank using Bahamut.”

“Grrmh?!” Bahamut’s head pops out of his jacket, looking right at him.

“Yeaaa… you weren’t spawned at that time since you were too expensive to admit. So I just kept you at the Companions Tab.”

“O-kay Paul. That’s enough, we can’t laugh.” Alana was trying her hardest to not even let out a giggle.

“OH! And when we got desperate, John thought of starting his own Casino with Blackjacks and Hookers.”

This was the last straw and the two Vampires bursted out laughing. Paul on the other hand smirks at his victory thinking to himself “Mom, if you could see me now. I made two beautiful girls laugh.” while pumping his fist as if he won a game. After a few hours, the Carriage enters the inner city. The entire place looked like it was in the 1800s and only showed its best sides, the beautiful art and timeless architecture, the glamor, elegance and the people’s attraction to proper manners and expensive clothes.

“It isn’t so different from the Capital city.” Alana commented.

“Does the Vampire Kingdom look like this? Regency Era France?”

“Yes, but with more posh.”

“Of course.”

Elizabeth on the other hand watched the people and the shops they’re passing, taking it all in.

“I missed this. Though when I was still alive, not many buildings in Ville De La Nuit had this many glass windows.”

“Well, it has been hundreds of years for you.”

“I’m happy to know the Kingdom which I’ve helped build has ascended to this level of civilization. I must one day visit it for myself.”

“Alana did say something about a Diplomatic Mission there, seems that the higher ups want to use you as leverage.”

“Of course, such is politics. They must really be desperate to want to be on the good side of my Kingdom.”

“Well of course, the last thing we need on top of a Demon Horde are unkillable Vampires.”

“I understand, but we must play this game with careful hands. One can only imagine the reaction of the Humans and Elves if they found out I am alive.”

“Yea, we’re more than aware.”

“Though I guess this would be a great opportunity to show you my garden. Oh wait, It must’ve withered.” she puts the fan up her mouth. “Oh my, it has been hundreds of years right? My poor flowers.”

“Don’t worry, me, Alana and Bahamut will help you in replanting those, and Alana said something about a Bal Masque that she wants me to attend with her”

She claps her hands softly, though wearing a Masquerade mask, her happiness can be seen sipping through. The carriage suddenly stops in a designated area. The young well dressed driver of the stage coach opens the left door. Already standing up, Elizabeth quickly tugs his jacket making him sit back down.

“Women first. Proper decorum, remember that My Lord.” she whispered.

“Ohh yea, proper and stuff.”

Alana first exits then Elizabeth followed by him. Compared to the two who did it elegantly, this was like jumping out of a car after a long carpool trip. He stretches out, rattling his medals as he fixes his uniform.

“Okay, where to go first?”

The city was well lit with electric lamp posts and modern sewage systems but everything else was from the 1800s. All of the large and gigantic buildings seemed to be in extremely pristine condition while the restaurants and shops were on another level in terms of decor and style. But the prices were also just as beautiful, ranging from a hundred to a thousand coins. A single iron longsword was a Hundred coins but here it's just food. The driver bows to them.

“Please enjoy your stay. We’re currently in Downtown, this is where the majority of the shops are located. To its north are the major restaurants, the east is the entertainment and to the right are the venues like balls and such. Thank you again for visiting Sulpitius.”

And just like that, he climbs back aboard his seat and tugs the reins, sending the carriage off to the street and back to the walls.

“How is that man not a Vampire? Okay ladies, where first?”

Tens of thousands of miles away back on the continent of Dragovh, Hassan is overseeing the movement and transportation of all their military equipment that has been produced for the last months in a Japanese Dock. Francis though was the head of it all, the entire snowy Airbase had it once gigantic tarmacs for C-5M Super Galaxies now a massive motorpool where over a thousand pieces of military vehicles lay in wait for transport. The aircrafts would then take them to the Dockyard owned by the Greater Japan Guild where Five Type C7 Roll On/Off Military cargo ships lay in wait.

The entire Dockyard was voided by actual humans, only mindless Skeleton soldiers were there. Toillessly loading and manning the vehicles, driving them in and hoisting up others through the cranes of the ship and dock. Behind the two military cargo ships was two Oil tankers, loaded with millions of tons of fuel for the war effort. Inside the Administration building Hassan and Francis look at the magnificent sight as the pool of war machines are transported loaded into the ships to be delivered to bulk.

“I heard the Russians did a good job establishing a front North of the Demon Continent.”

“They did, that’s why everyone is rushing to complete the massing of troops and equipment. This so far, is the largest and most monumental achievement in the movement of military equipment and weapons. Thrice that for D-Day, this would make the Militaries of our world drool.”

“What’s more magnificent is that we’re all united. All Modern Guilds of Dark World VR, for once in history, have aligned with one another to achieve one common goal.”

“Though efforts to free our people from slavery is not looking good. People are estimating at least a few million are under enslavement. Many Kingdoms fell immediately as the players who ran them collapsed under the strain of economic pressures and invading forces.”

“I’ve heard. Meridia and Angea was it? These two continents is where most of the slaves are concentrated?”

“Yes sir, Meridia is the head of these Sultan like people who trades people from all of the races, while those who aren’t sold in a year are sent to Angea, the unconquered continent to mine the many untouched resources there.”

“Well, let’s hope the British and Germans can finish this quickly. I heard their operation on one of the largest Slave Towns in Geralda.

Hassan is eyeing some players from the Men of the Wood, taking pictures and recording the pile up of military equipment.

“Francis, I need you to take a break. Because when this all starts, we’ll never be able to look back.” The old brown skinned Arabian man with white hair and beard starts walking to the Helipads.

“Even your taking a break?”

“I’m just like everyone here, though my character is an old rusty man. I’m just a kid from Dubai who wanted to create a Knightly Order in a full dive VR game. I want to experience all this strange world has to offer too. Before we leave it forever.”

“I’ll do that too. I might ring up the Guild Chat every now and then, we have some players who wish to stay in the city. I’ll have them check up on the skeletons and see if they’re still properly transporting the equipment.”

“Good. Let us depart.”

“Yes sir.”

The two extremely decorated Generals in Black uniforms silently walk to their helicopter. It spools up taking off and transporting them somewhere, above the skies one can see the movement of equipment, as vehicles and equipment crates are loaded to the aircrafts, more arrive like veins of the war machines in full view of everyone to see.

In Geraldia, the President of the Men of the Woods is with numerous Guild Leaders, forming the inner circle of a once secretive Modernist Group of The League of Modern Guilds, in a dark and modern conference room hundreds of feet underneath the ground, Hans Grahame personally starts the meeting as the representatives of the newer members United Nations silently watch them from large flatscreens. After the opening speech and introductions, each of the leaders on the table started presenting their progress in the build up of what they consider as the largest joint army the world has ever seen. It was the President’s turn. The young well dressed and mannered man stands up, proudly walking to the front of the table to present.

“As you see on the screen, Operation Army of the Damned is in full swing for us also. Men of the Woods would love to announce that we have completed a staggering amount of over a hundred ships, all by our Dockyards and the help of the notorious Knights of Eldwood and the Greater Japan Guild. Sixty Five of these are Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers with over ninety percent of its crew manned by skeletons. With the help of our Russian friends at Gorky United, we’ve also fielded Two extra Nimitz class Supercarriers, only us and Eldwood had these ships which brings our total numbers to five.”

The room clapped, the players were all visibly happy, some even laughing and making jokes. Everyone is happy that their efforts weren't wasted and everything is going as planned.

“Currently right now, we’re pooling over Three point Five million tons of supplies. Majority of which are weapons, kevlar, and gadgets like Night Vision goggles. As none of us has the numbers to man a massive army, we cheated the system through what you know is the Army of the Damned, this Operation was conceived years ago. A secretive meeting between the Modernist clans of Dark World VR, where it was decided we would build and amass an army of undead soldiers, all fully equipped with the most modern of infantry combat systems and take over the game.”

Whispers could be heard between the leaders, spreading rumors and retelling of memories of when they agreed to the plan. Some of the newer members of the surviving Player groups in the unknown world were shocked by their plan and the fact that they had the capability to do such a thing.

“But due to the player Kingdoms like Breznick, Outopos, Keyneth, and Libertus finding out about it, we were forced to halt everything and go into hiding. In no shape or form did we ever expect for what could’ve been our plans for worldwide domination of a virtual game to be turned into what in layman’s terms as “The most wasteful decoy humanity ever employed”. With this Modern army, not only should we be able to tire and slow the Demon Continents undead hordes, but also give us enough time to find a way out. We’ve already discovered that our worlds have already met many times. English and Japanese could be found in Tombs, while Ancient stories from the people of this land speak of great Heroes that have the mannerisms and quirks of a lonely shut in Gen Z. Though the saying in the history of this world is that Hero or Heroes appear whenever the Demon King or a threat to the world arises, and they’re right in time as a recent combat against him, King Nergal ended with a massive conjuration of an Undead army that could’ve been up to the tens of thousands in mere minutes.”

The slides continue, showing entire parking lots and docks full of military container vans and vehicles. All stockpiled and mothballed to be transported to their strongholds inside Schon.

“The entire core concept of this Operation was to build Armies based on Dark World VRs Guild System which gives Clans and groups the ability to call upon NPCs to guard their territory and even fight their battles. This very customizable and flexible system has been put to the test by the Knights of Eldwood. Testing and seeing if the cheapest and easiest to summon unit, the basic Skeleton grunt is able to be scripted and taught to use Jets, Tanks and Submarines. To our surprise, they were not only good but the perfect crews and combat soldiers.”

He gestures for a glass of water which one of the secretaries quickly hands him a glass.

“Sorry about that, these men, these bones and magic proved to not only not be affected by suppression or bullet impact trauma, but also could push the limits of the aircrafts we made. Eldwood wasn’t the first one, we were also doing this but was way too busy with our Space Elevator project. And now we’re here. We’re planning on amassing at least a million before the start of Operation Semita Exitus. I’d like to tell you that our Scientists have indeed found a portal, deep inside the continent of Geraldia. But, the Empire of the High Elves has been… very problematic in our efforts of expanding our military. Though, since everyone is busy with the current Demon King of the Sixth Reset, we can expect them to back off… for now.”

One of the Guild Leaders whose Race is an Elf raises his hand.

“The Empire of the High Elves are not to be played with President Grahame, we’ve been operating within their Capital, Elvennur. A massive flying city made out of Bronze and Steel, and they’re very slippery. More slippery than the Vampires, as these creatures do not respect anything but themselves. I’m sure some of us have been through parties held by the Nobles of these lands. Haven’t any of you noticed that even though the High Elves is an economic powerhouse, being the only Empire in Threa, is never invited?”

The players started whispering amongst each other.

“Yes, so President Grahame. Be sure to keep your eyes peeled. Maybe right now, everyone is busy with the Demon King, but believe me when I say that these creatures are cunning and scheming thugs that’ll betray anyone without remorse. Worse if you hate their God, Forrus.”

President Hans Grahame then claps his hand. Taking everyone’s attention.

“But, let us all breathe a sigh of relief. There is a way home, we’ll leave this world's politics for those who wish to stay here. But right now, our job is to survive and make sure we return to our loved ones. Please, lighten up everyone.”

The conference room lights up, the players couldn’t help but feel relieved that they’ve found a way home.

“But. They need time, and a lot of it. They said that the system and what to do is still very much unknown and it's missing some parts. I’ve looked into the document they’ve given and it seems to be bad. So, while we’re playing war daddy, they’ll be up and down the continents, looking for what is missing. In other news, we still have no news of the Saint, nor any of the Continents Heroes. But we do have documents pertaining to them, which many of you should see and read. It’s quite interesting. One takeaway is that the world favors them, so whatever we do, till they’ve played their part, luck itself would be on their side, making them impossible to kill. That is all, thank you for listening.”

In a luxurious restaurant, Paul is bending down, eating a fine piece of Steak with Mash potatoes and gravy. The two Vampires couldn’t help but look at him in disappointment. Curious about the silence, he looks up and is met with the intimidating stare of the women.

“What?” while looking up, Bahamut secretly takes a bite of the Steak. Poking her head out of his jacket and eating the Steak with extreme delight. Alana takes a deep breath and starts explaining things to him.

“When eating in a fine establishment, it’s good manners to do so with a straight back. When you eat, you don’t lean in like you usually do. See Miss Eliza- I mean Carmilla and how she’s postured and her hands near one another when taking a piece of meat?”

“Uh huh…”

To demonstrate, the Vampire Queen with an elegant manner, slowly slices a piece of the tender meat. With the Knife of her Left hand, she slowly cuts it while the Fork on the right holds it in place. Gracefully moving the utensils while letting everyone know of her status and name.

“Okay, I get it. I can do that too, but it takes too much energy. And you see how far the plate is from my mouth? It’s annoying.”

“Shhhhh…” The Countess silences him with her index finger and gestures for him to look again at the Queen.

The beautiful Blonde seductively leans in and takes a bite of the meat. Her red lipstick didn’t even touch it, after swallowing, she looks at him and makes a smile with a wink. It was so posh and clean that he couldn’t help but just stare and remain silent.

“Oy, got it?” Annoyed by his staring, she grabs the man in General uniform by the ears. In response, all he could say was “Ouch! What the heck woman?!”

After a while, Paul was the first to finish eating. Standing up and going to a small bookshelf. There he finds Books written in various languages, all seemingly translated by his skill. One that got his attention is the thick leather book named “The Wars of Geralda Version Five - Translated to American English by PIGBENIS”. Chuckling knowing that even in another world, their culture and humor is still prominent he starts reading through it while the Vampires enjoy their time.

“After the Creation of the Forest Elves by the Goddess Forrus with the help of God Humanus in the Pre Reset Era, before the Demon Kings came to be, Geraldia’s first known habitants were the Elves. Within the next Centuries, a throw off group who then became known as the “High Elves” was created. Leaving the more Conservative and Tribal nature of their kind to the more modern and progressive ideals that was being ignored by their Elders after learning of the advancements being made by the Humans in Dragovh with the Dragonkin who, with the wisdom and power of Humanus and Dragonoth was gifted a human form. Being no different from another man.”

Paul then realizes, so far. None of the Villages they’ve been through a population that was majority Elves. Many were Humans with a mixture of Elves, Orcs and the other subspecies of humans.

“But due to the immense size of Geraldia, the Elves could never take over the entire Continent. Leaving many scattered clusters of Towns and Villages, this came to be their greatest downfall when the first Human invasion force came in 0R 1562. From the long lost Kingdom of Krytolile. The poorly trained and passive Forest Elves were quickly driven out from the West by the technologically and numerically superior Humans, wearing full Bronze plates and swords and Spears through the Province of Katash. But then came the High Elves, who were not only versed in Tactics, but were also seen to be cunning. Using the jungles and terrain to make logistics hard for their human invaders. But sadly, even after all their efforts, soon after, even they fell. Being driven East, worse was this was the age when the Dragonkin collected themselves and made their own Kingdom. The Kingdom of Heavenwings and their first action, was to help Krytolile in their invasion.”

With that, his suspicions were proven. But he could already see their mistake. Trapping the Elves in the Eastern side of Geraldia could mean fatal. Being a Knight General in Dark World VR, Paul knew very well that in war, a trapped enemy is an enemy that is willing to fight for every inch. His eyebrows raise, curious about this world.

“Soon, to their surprise, the High Elves were a step ahead of their Invaders who started using Iron weapons and armor. But they were still heavily outnumbered. In 0R 1568, the High and Forest Elves were completely routed and trapped in the Eastern side of the Continent. But then came the first Demon King, though many in this world's Record Keepers and Loremasters have disputed who the first Demon King might be, many agree that this person has or had to be close to the once known “Wise King” whose Kingdom led an amazingly prosperous and brilliant time for all those who were under him. But Corruption came from the God Deus, who gave him immense wisdom and knowledge. Birthing the first Demon King, and starting the first “Reset”. This was where one of the first Heroes came, and from historical records, showed to be Outworlders. Many say, the Heroes were summoned by God Humanus and Ultril. Combining their powers to make these Humans or Half Humans extremely powerful. This might also explain why so far, Humans are the only recorded species to be blessed with the status of Hero.”

But before he could continue reading the book, his attention was called by Elizabeth, who was planning on eating more. Paul deflates knowing he’ll be spending a lot more than expected as usual and walks back to their table.