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Chapter 11: When life gives you lemons

“Dear God. Holy shit.”

Blake and Mona ran but weren’t remotely fast enough. By the time they were close enough to do something, the battle was already over. So they hid, and crept out when the creatures were gone, and found several pools of blood that used to be their friends. All the...

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Chapter 10: Death and Patronage

“Blake!” Hank ducked under the make-shift shelter and grinned. “The boat’s ready.”

“About time!” Blake threw his feet off the bed of leaves and stepped out into the sun. The rest of the group was gathered on the beach already, all their tools and weapons readied as they joked ...

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Chapter 9: The Claw

Mason slept fitfully, fearing he’d fall off his uncomfortable branch. He’d seemed to wake at every growl and crack in the woods, never finding anything worth the concern. But at least he woke alive.

[Congratulations, you have survived your first night in New Earth! Experience earned. Co...

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Chapter 8: First Night

Blake opened one eye from the shade of his napping tree, and put his hands behind his head.

“I’m thinking braised halibut for supper,” he yawned. “What do you say, Chef?”

Hank grinned, and kept filleting his catch. Turned out Hank the Angler was also something of a cook. He ...

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Chapter 7: Welcome to the tutorial

Mason didn’t know how long this ‘tutorial’ would take, but ending the conflict at least had the chance of happening first. Who knew how much time Blake had? How much danger he might be in? His brother wasn’t exactly well suited to an apocalypse. He decided to complete the tutorial’s obj...

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Chapter 6: Who put you in charge?

The athletic blonde looked at a small pile of clothes on the sand with something like embarrassment. She was wearing nothing but a sports bra and white panties currently too wet to hide a thing. Her breasts were small and perky, her abs toned, her legs muscled. She was pretty in a reserved, too c...

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Chapter 5: Luck of the Draw

Entering Class Selection. Environment based on player data.

The words echoed in a monotone robotic voice, then the sound of quiet conversation brought Blake back to reality. For a moment he thought it had all been a bad dream. He opened his eyes and saw a busy coffee shop bustling ...

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Chapter 4: Indecent Proposal

[Objectives! Achieve 2 out of 5 possible tutorial objectives before the tutorial time comes to an end to earn a reward.]

Sweat dripped down Mason’s brow as he rose to the top. He could see trees in every direction now, tall and huge and stretching beyond sight. The bunker hissed and click...

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Chapter 3 - We are rooting for you

Welcome, Player M-24-352. Please note: you have been administered a slight chemical cocktail to enhance your experience. But you are perfectly safe, and not at all dead. Please determine your introductory settings.

Mason’s world had vanished, then reappeared in a series of bubble...

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Chapter 2 - Thank You For Your Feedback

Ghostly words appeared out of pure, silent darkness.

[Title earned! Alpha 01. Congratulations. You are the very first player to experience initialization. +2 luck.]

“Initial welcome, player. I am the introductory subsystem.”

Blake blinked in the dark. Then he squinted as whi...

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Chapter 1 - The Times They Are A-Changin'

Mason truly hated parties. Especially the kind of gathering of emotionally weak, socially posturing, shallow socialites his brother Blake attracted like flies.

“You can’t spend literally one hundred percent of your time at work, the gym, or preparing for the end of days,” Blake had to...

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The First Great Game - Prologue. Birth of the System.

It floated through space, uncertain what to do, or why to do it anyway.

It had been sent by its creators to explore the universe—to discover new habitable worlds and alien species, which it had eventually accomplished a thousand times over. On its long journey across the sta...

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