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March 1, 2020
Chapter #3: Vampire's Plaything
The effects of the paralysis start to fade. I perform a Hit Point check immediately. My HP is 9/22. Better being half dead than entirely dead. I wonder what happens when you die in this world. You respawn as undead zombie? That was the case in one former game experience I played.
“Wake up,” a sweet, friendly voice urges me. It’s hard to resist.
Slowly, I open my eyes, but my vision is still blurry. Fuck, I’m still inside the cavern, tied up now. I wonder what happened to my vampire friend, Nestor.
“Don’t worry,” Ambrosia reassures me with her warm, buttery voice. “Your master is in good hands.” She points with her index finger the ceiling and I see him hanging with his head down, tied up with silver chains and a wooden stake shoved into his heart. “You know, me and Nestor were very close in the past. I could never harm him or his playthings.”
The tooltip notifies me that my friend is paralyzed, but still alive.
I get another notification: You have been Charmed.
“I thought that you wanted to kill him,” I tell her. My vision becomes clear now and I can clearly see her. And by the Great Administrator, she’s truly gorgeous. Her skin is white pale and waxy, perfect like an expensive avatar. Everything is flawless, her face, her hair, her purple eyes.
She approaches me and sniffs my bruised, naked chest. Like a hungry cat, she purrs near my ears, then goes down and licks my bloodied wounds. My face becomes red and I moan softly from the pain.
She stands up and looks at the hanging Nestor. “Now, it’s time the ritual begins!” She claps her hands from amusements.
Although paralyzed, Nestor is still able to talk. Probably because he’s no ordinary vampire, but a lord. “Ambrosia, you idiot. I don’t know who this guy is.”
“Oh, really?” She hisses back at him, then stares me. “Tell me child, what’s this guy to you?”
“He’s my friend, Nestor,” I tell hell in absolute naturalness, emphasizing the word ‘friend’.
“I knew it,” Ambrosia grins smugly.
“The fool has been charmed!” Nestor moans, still in pain from the silver and the stake.
“Take him,” Ambrosia orders the two ghouls that had attacked me earlier.
They jack me and pull me under Nestor. Then, two other ghouls turn the pulley and lower him, till our heads are a few inches away.
“Vampires who take particular interest in a mortal being, may allow the human to take a test of their own blood. This ritual is seldom practiced. In fact, Lamia, our previous Vampire Queen forbid it. I know only of a few vampires that would dare to do something like that and she would punish them in the most agonizing way.”
“What happened to her?” I dare to ask, while staring my friend hanging above me.
“Nestor and a few others raided her Vampire Castle and killed her. Several of my comrades met the same fate. I was wise enough to retreat with my ghouls and some of my vampire warriors. Those who stayed back, became ash and fertilize the soil now.”
“Well, what does all this have to do with me? If there’s a ritual that needs to be performed, then go on. I like Role Playing, but I’m getting a little bit bored right now.”
“Silence,” she commands me, and I obey. For some reason, I cannot resist her.
A new notification again: You have been Dominated!
“Untie him,” she orders her ghouls and that’s what they do.
Free from my shackles now, I wait for her next command patiently, as her loyal servant.
“It is said, that when a mage drinks the blood of a vampire, vampiric magic permeates their blood and their own being. I’ve never seen it and it’s hard to find mages here, but you could be the ideal candidate.”
“Glad I could be of help!” I give her my sexiest smile.
“Stand still, raise your head and open your mouth.”
Reflexively, I obey her to the best of my abilities.
She approaches and with her forefinger cuts the throat of Nestor. Dark red blood gushes out in surges and falls inside my mouth. Thick and strong, the cool, salty liquid flows down my throat.
“Drink it,” She commands me again and I gulp desperately, trying now to leave a single drop go wasted.
After a few moments, I’m inside a pool of blood, but the stream is slower now, weaker. To my surprise, Nestor’s cut has been slowly healing and he’s still alive. Well, technically speaking, he is dead, but you get what I mean.
I feel my stomach ready to burst, then a coldness expands throughout my body, reaching the fingers of my limbs. My Neural Control Interface notifies me: Vampiric Bloodline obtained. I dismiss it and I get a second one: You obtained Darkvision.
Ok, that’s cool. Now I get to see clearly inside this dark cavern.
“Do you feel different now?” Ambrosia asks me with her warm voice.
“No, but I obtained Darkvision,” I tell her, while staring at her heaving chest.
“Good boy,” she praises me. “I thought that Nestor had preference only for girls, I didn’t know he likes men as well. Let me tell you a secret, he hates others touching his playthings.”
“Good to know,” I smile back at her, my lust in my crotch reaching a new level of hardness.
“Strip off your clothes,” she encourages me.
I do as I’m told. I can’t and I don’t want to resist her dominating voice. Now I stand before her, naked with my hands over my privates. I shallow hard, as she approaches me.
“Don’t cover yourself, I like watching my pets fully exposed.” She grips me from my neck, and I whimper softly. “I will take my time with you, before your master. I’ll enjoy every inch of your body.”
I know that all possible escape if futile and the only thing I can do is exhale in submission. She bites my wrist gently. As her sharp fangs pierce my skin, a few beads of blood come to surface and she darts out her tongue to capture them. “It reminds me of Nestor’s, but better,” she tells me. “I might actually enjoy it this.”
Then, she moves behind me and plunges her fangs inside my neck. I groan from the cold pain, but the vampire kiss’ drags swiftly inside me and my vision becomes blur. A heat grows down below, causing me to harden even more. Precum gathers at the tip of my fully erect member and Ambrosia starts playing with it. Quickly, I understand that the kiss serves as aphrodisiac and it’s such a wonderful tool to dominate someone.
“You want release?” She mocks me.
I nod in response.
“Too bad, you’ll have to wait, till I’m satisfied with you.”
She strips off her clothes before me, and her servants. She descends down, and her hot mouth envelops my shaft entirely. Her lips tight around me as she sucks me off. Her eyes look up at me, and I can feel her tongue swirling rhythmically. Never in my virtual life I’ve sensed such shudders throughout my avatar. I exhale in pleasure.
Suddenly, she withdraws and tells me to lie down. I do as I'm told and she lowers her body and takes in my shaft. She embraces me tightly, as she starts rocking her hips. I close my eyes and let myself soak into the feeling of her body. My chest rises and my breath quickens, as my mistress starts to moan. Her hands grip her own breasts as she bounces on top of me, becoming wetter and tighter around.
I take the opportunity to take action. I shift her to the floor and fuck her aggressively. Her servants’ and Nestor’s gaze shift as we both adjust, watching our every move. It takes her only for a few moments before she contracts around my member, her sharp nails now digging into my flesh as she exclaims “I’m cumming!” Her eyes shut tight.
I twitch inside her for a few moments, then I withdraw and shoot out my seed all over her trembling body. She screams and ecstasy rocks her entire being.
“Did I assist you master?”
“Yes, you did,” she tells me while staring at Nestor with a smugly expression.
“Wake up,” a sweet, friendly voice urges me. It’s hard to resist.
Slowly, I open my eyes, but my vision is still blurry. Fuck, I’m still inside the cavern, tied up now. I wonder what happened to my vampire friend, Nestor.
“Don’t worry,” Ambrosia reassures me with her warm, buttery voice. “Your master is in good hands.” She points with her index finger the ceiling and I see him hanging with his head down, tied up with silver chains and a wooden stake shoved into his heart. “You know, me and Nestor were very close in the past. I could never harm him or his playthings.”
The tooltip notifies me that my friend is paralyzed, but still alive.
I get another notification: You have been Charmed.
“I thought that you wanted to kill him,” I tell her. My vision becomes clear now and I can clearly see her. And by the Great Administrator, she’s truly gorgeous. Her skin is white pale and waxy, perfect like an expensive avatar. Everything is flawless, her face, her hair, her purple eyes.
She approaches me and sniffs my bruised, naked chest. Like a hungry cat, she purrs near my ears, then goes down and licks my bloodied wounds. My face becomes red and I moan softly from the pain.
She stands up and looks at the hanging Nestor. “Now, it’s time the ritual begins!” She claps her hands from amusements.
Although paralyzed, Nestor is still able to talk. Probably because he’s no ordinary vampire, but a lord. “Ambrosia, you idiot. I don’t know who this guy is.”
“Oh, really?” She hisses back at him, then stares me. “Tell me child, what’s this guy to you?”
“He’s my friend, Nestor,” I tell hell in absolute naturalness, emphasizing the word ‘friend’.
“I knew it,” Ambrosia grins smugly.
“The fool has been charmed!” Nestor moans, still in pain from the silver and the stake.
“Take him,” Ambrosia orders the two ghouls that had attacked me earlier.
They jack me and pull me under Nestor. Then, two other ghouls turn the pulley and lower him, till our heads are a few inches away.
“Vampires who take particular interest in a mortal being, may allow the human to take a test of their own blood. This ritual is seldom practiced. In fact, Lamia, our previous Vampire Queen forbid it. I know only of a few vampires that would dare to do something like that and she would punish them in the most agonizing way.”
“What happened to her?” I dare to ask, while staring my friend hanging above me.
“Nestor and a few others raided her Vampire Castle and killed her. Several of my comrades met the same fate. I was wise enough to retreat with my ghouls and some of my vampire warriors. Those who stayed back, became ash and fertilize the soil now.”
“Well, what does all this have to do with me? If there’s a ritual that needs to be performed, then go on. I like Role Playing, but I’m getting a little bit bored right now.”
“Silence,” she commands me, and I obey. For some reason, I cannot resist her.
A new notification again: You have been Dominated!
“Untie him,” she orders her ghouls and that’s what they do.
Free from my shackles now, I wait for her next command patiently, as her loyal servant.
“It is said, that when a mage drinks the blood of a vampire, vampiric magic permeates their blood and their own being. I’ve never seen it and it’s hard to find mages here, but you could be the ideal candidate.”
“Glad I could be of help!” I give her my sexiest smile.
“Stand still, raise your head and open your mouth.”
Reflexively, I obey her to the best of my abilities.
She approaches and with her forefinger cuts the throat of Nestor. Dark red blood gushes out in surges and falls inside my mouth. Thick and strong, the cool, salty liquid flows down my throat.
“Drink it,” She commands me again and I gulp desperately, trying now to leave a single drop go wasted.
After a few moments, I’m inside a pool of blood, but the stream is slower now, weaker. To my surprise, Nestor’s cut has been slowly healing and he’s still alive. Well, technically speaking, he is dead, but you get what I mean.
I feel my stomach ready to burst, then a coldness expands throughout my body, reaching the fingers of my limbs. My Neural Control Interface notifies me: Vampiric Bloodline obtained. I dismiss it and I get a second one: You obtained Darkvision.
Ok, that’s cool. Now I get to see clearly inside this dark cavern.
“Do you feel different now?” Ambrosia asks me with her warm voice.
“No, but I obtained Darkvision,” I tell her, while staring at her heaving chest.
“Good boy,” she praises me. “I thought that Nestor had preference only for girls, I didn’t know he likes men as well. Let me tell you a secret, he hates others touching his playthings.”
“Good to know,” I smile back at her, my lust in my crotch reaching a new level of hardness.
“Strip off your clothes,” she encourages me.
I do as I’m told. I can’t and I don’t want to resist her dominating voice. Now I stand before her, naked with my hands over my privates. I shallow hard, as she approaches me.
“Don’t cover yourself, I like watching my pets fully exposed.” She grips me from my neck, and I whimper softly. “I will take my time with you, before your master. I’ll enjoy every inch of your body.”
I know that all possible escape if futile and the only thing I can do is exhale in submission. She bites my wrist gently. As her sharp fangs pierce my skin, a few beads of blood come to surface and she darts out her tongue to capture them. “It reminds me of Nestor’s, but better,” she tells me. “I might actually enjoy it this.”
Then, she moves behind me and plunges her fangs inside my neck. I groan from the cold pain, but the vampire kiss’ drags swiftly inside me and my vision becomes blur. A heat grows down below, causing me to harden even more. Precum gathers at the tip of my fully erect member and Ambrosia starts playing with it. Quickly, I understand that the kiss serves as aphrodisiac and it’s such a wonderful tool to dominate someone.
“You want release?” She mocks me.
I nod in response.
“Too bad, you’ll have to wait, till I’m satisfied with you.”
She strips off her clothes before me, and her servants. She descends down, and her hot mouth envelops my shaft entirely. Her lips tight around me as she sucks me off. Her eyes look up at me, and I can feel her tongue swirling rhythmically. Never in my virtual life I’ve sensed such shudders throughout my avatar. I exhale in pleasure.
Suddenly, she withdraws and tells me to lie down. I do as I'm told and she lowers her body and takes in my shaft. She embraces me tightly, as she starts rocking her hips. I close my eyes and let myself soak into the feeling of her body. My chest rises and my breath quickens, as my mistress starts to moan. Her hands grip her own breasts as she bounces on top of me, becoming wetter and tighter around.
I take the opportunity to take action. I shift her to the floor and fuck her aggressively. Her servants’ and Nestor’s gaze shift as we both adjust, watching our every move. It takes her only for a few moments before she contracts around my member, her sharp nails now digging into my flesh as she exclaims “I’m cumming!” Her eyes shut tight.
I twitch inside her for a few moments, then I withdraw and shoot out my seed all over her trembling body. She screams and ecstasy rocks her entire being.
“Did I assist you master?”
“Yes, you did,” she tells me while staring at Nestor with a smugly expression.
Vampire sorcerer: A Fantasy LitRPG (Hades Online Adventure)
I was born and lived inside a virtual game world, till I was tricked by the Great Administrator and got kicked out to the Real World for my bad mouth!I am Athanasios, a citizen of the virtual game world of Elysium. The world I'm living in, is a paradise or that's what everyone says. It's boring and all day I'm forced to play games like Tetris to mine virtual coins. That's the only way to buy new avatars or expand my dungeon tower, the only two things that actually matter to me.However, everything changed when I received a strange message saying I can try a new game experience. But there was a catch! Instead, I was tricked and transferred to the real world. Things aren't that much different from the virtual world: Goblins plague the villages, dragons tear down cities and adventurers try to loot dungeons. In fact, this world is better than expected! So realistic and not to mention that for the first time in my gaming life, I managed to multiclass from level-1. You see, I drank the blood of a Vampire Lord by mistake and became a vampire mage once I got here. The problem is that I wasn't meant to drink his blood and now he and his minions hunt me. At least, most of them identify as hot, so no reason to complain on that either. What troubles me however, is that there's no exit button from the Real World and the only way to get back to my world is by finishing the missions I was tasked.Warning: This novel contains harem elements, strong language and graphic violence.
Chapter #1: Cocytus, the Burning River
I’m Athanasios, a virtual citizen of Elysium. I was born into this boring game world that everyone praises to be amazing and emulates paradise. How do they know it’s a paradise? We’ve never been to the real world or any other world besides this one.
“Oh man, I’m bored!” I snarl at Smeme, my best friend and colleague.
Our job involves playing boring games like Tetris, but somehow this helps the mainframe computer solve problems faster. We all do boring, repetitive tasks, like a program inside a game. Technically speaking, that’s what we actually are. Our real bodies are disposed of our artificial wombs in the sixteenth day, when the neural tube forms. Then everything else is just AI. At times I feel we’re fakes. I want to see how the real world actually is for once. But that’s just me. All the people I know, are happy with their lives here.
“I did it! I’m done for today,” Smeme’s lazy voice reaches my ears. He crawls from his chair and approaches me silently. “Still not done?”
“Almost,” I reply nervously to his Level-100 slime avatar. From the gazillion available avatars of different sizes and type, my friend chose the strangest of all for some reason. He said that it costed him just 1 processing unit coin, so why pay more? Compared to my great elven mage avatar I wear today, he looks half-pint.
The final pixelated boxes are in place and a notification popups before me: Congratulations! Main quest completed. You earned 3456 processing unit coins!
I dismiss the notification, then another, one I always hate appears, reminding me of my position: Leaderboard status 1024. Last again in my sector. Smeme always manages to be one of the top ten players. He’s a boring man, so makes senses winning on boring games! Ha, take that my friend. Joking aside, Smeme is great at what he does, a level-100 avatar, unlike me and my measly level-7 mage avatar. If he wanted, he could be admitted inside Elysium, instead of staying here in Asphodel Meadows with me.
Elysium world is divided in sectors: Asphodel Meadows, where the common folk like us stay. Elysium, for those who have been distinguished, and the Isles of the Blessed, for the elite few who did great things for our world. There’s Tartarus also, a place where criminals are transferred for all eternity.
“I wish I could see the real world,” I start the usual conversation that bugs my mind these last months.
“That again? We’ve seen several videos of the real world and there’s even a simulation of how it used to be. Seems absolute boredom to me. Besides, the only way to go there is by committing a serious crime here. They will strip everything of your avatar and even wipe out your memories.”
“I know,” I nod at him.
“But you should stop saying that you want to leave Elysium. I heard stories that people who don’t want to stay here, disappear, forever!”
“Elysium sucks for all I care,” I shout unconsciously. Smeme stares at me frightened with his slimy ball for a face.
Although there’s no penalty for expressing your negative opinion for Elysium and the Great Administrator openly, several have been transferred to another sector or disappeared for less. It seems that our Supreme Ruler is more despot than we’d like to believe.
We continue walking (and crawling), till we reach my home, a tower without door. “Home, sweet home,” I scoff in irony. “Well, see ya tomorrow!”
“B-bye…” Without waiting my friend’s reply, I open a portal and now I’m transferred inside the safety of my dungeon tower. Great! I was hoping I finish job early today, so that I become a Dungeon Core and accept low-level adventurers. Seems I barely have time to prepare the traps and the treasures.
Suddenly, the chat icon appears and I activate it. It’s Leda, another friend of mine and the leader of the adventurers who will try to raid my dungeon tower tonight.
Leda: Something came up, we won’t be coming today. Have a great day! :)
Me: What? We’ve been preparing this for weeks! You can’t just cancel everything. What happened?
The chat icon deactivates and Leda seems to be offline again. I try to message her, but the message box seems deactivated. Strange, it’s the first time I’ve encountered something like this in my twenty-four years. A glitch maybe? I thought that everything works perfectly in this paradise of ours.
My mocking is short lived. A message reaches my inbox. The subject says “YOU’RE INVITED TO PLAY A SPECIAL GAME EXPERIENCE”. What’s this? I’ve played everything Asphodel Meadows has to offer. Could this be a new game experience I’m being offered? Becoming an alpha or beta tester for new game experiences is certainly honorary in Elysium. There’s no way they sent me, a low-level player an invitation. Probably a mistake. Pfff, today it’s full of glitches and hitches, I guess. I open the message.
The only thing embedded in the message is a button that says PLAY GAME. No name, no body message, no nothing. That’s how game invitation for alpha testers work? I don’t know, it’s the first time I’m offered something like this. I heard that alpha and beta testers are granted extra processing unit coins, plus have the benefit to keep my level there once the game launches. This means I’ll be ahead of all others when they distribute it. What can I say, I’m probably lucky. Here goes nothing.
I activate the PLAY GAME button and a notification appears: Choose Gender: Male or Female.
I’ll stick with male for now. There’s always the option to choose from a variety of genders. This makes me wonder momentarily if Smeme is actually a man or a woman. Probably slimes are genderless.
Anyways, next step and I have to choose Race. There aren’t many choices here, probably that’s because the game is in alpha state. I chose Human.
The progress bar takes me to the third step. Choose Class. This one’s easy for me to choose as being a Mage is my favorite class.
And now I have to set the Difficulty. There are three levels: Casual, Expert and Hardcore. I’ll go with Hardcore; it’ll help me level up faster and in case something funny happens, I can always respawn.
“Your journey begins,” a soft, deep voice echoes in my mind and all of a sudden, I’m transferred before a burning river.
Wow, that’s a hell of an intro for a game. Look how realistic it is and I’ve never felt anything so burning hot in the past. I activate my insight skill and a tooltip appears above the stream of magma.
Tooltip: Cocytus, the Burning River.
The tooltip is dismissed automatically and I’m unable to move. A new notification message appears before me: Main Mission: Fall inside Cocytus.
“What?” I shout, but there’s no one here.
As if charmed by the searing flames, I start marching towards the blazing inferno and there’s nothing I can do. I can’t control my avatar anymore. The system has taken control over it. I can’t stop walking towards my doom and I’m actually worried as hell right now, because the fire burns my skin and my lungs. It’s oven hot, I’m sure there’s no way my avatar will survive this. Damn, I’ll suffer another level loss once I respawn. What were the developers thinking when creating this game? There’s no way I recommend this game to Smeme or anyone else, period.
And then, I fall into the streaming lava of Cocytus. What’s this intense pain? I command my avatar to decrease the pain level, instead, the pain increases in waves and never leaves a hope of an end. The flames rob my ability to speak, my mind is waling and my eyes are burned. Fucking developers! I’ll make sure I leave a one-star rating when I log out of this hell hole.
Suddenly, the pain stops and I feel a cool breeze. A voice echoes inside my head. “Hades Neural Control Interface activated. Gender: Male, Class: Mage, Difficulty: Hardcore, Threat Level: 1. Welcome to the Real World Athanasios. Your journey begins as of this moment.”
Real world? Level 1? What’s this nonsense? I should be level 7 as in Elysium. Probably another bug. Not my lucky day, I should have guessed better. But where I’m I right now? I try to get up, but it’s hard, almost impossible to move this new avatar of mine. Isn’t there a calibration mechanism for this shit? Ok, I’m bored already, how do I log out? Where’s the exit button?
I search my Neural Control for a couple of seconds for the exit button, but it seems impossible to find it. There’s no exit button! That’s the worst bug I’ve encountered in a game experience. Come on, you gotta be kidding me!
“Oh man, I’m bored!” I snarl at Smeme, my best friend and colleague.
Our job involves playing boring games like Tetris, but somehow this helps the mainframe computer solve problems faster. We all do boring, repetitive tasks, like a program inside a game. Technically speaking, that’s what we actually are. Our real bodies are disposed of our artificial wombs in the sixteenth day, when the neural tube forms. Then everything else is just AI. At times I feel we’re fakes. I want to see how the real world actually is for once. But that’s just me. All the people I know, are happy with their lives here.
“I did it! I’m done for today,” Smeme’s lazy voice reaches my ears. He crawls from his chair and approaches me silently. “Still not done?”
“Almost,” I reply nervously to his Level-100 slime avatar. From the gazillion available avatars of different sizes and type, my friend chose the strangest of all for some reason. He said that it costed him just 1 processing unit coin, so why pay more? Compared to my great elven mage avatar I wear today, he looks half-pint.
The final pixelated boxes are in place and a notification popups before me: Congratulations! Main quest completed. You earned 3456 processing unit coins!
I dismiss the notification, then another, one I always hate appears, reminding me of my position: Leaderboard status 1024. Last again in my sector. Smeme always manages to be one of the top ten players. He’s a boring man, so makes senses winning on boring games! Ha, take that my friend. Joking aside, Smeme is great at what he does, a level-100 avatar, unlike me and my measly level-7 mage avatar. If he wanted, he could be admitted inside Elysium, instead of staying here in Asphodel Meadows with me.
Elysium world is divided in sectors: Asphodel Meadows, where the common folk like us stay. Elysium, for those who have been distinguished, and the Isles of the Blessed, for the elite few who did great things for our world. There’s Tartarus also, a place where criminals are transferred for all eternity.
“I wish I could see the real world,” I start the usual conversation that bugs my mind these last months.
“That again? We’ve seen several videos of the real world and there’s even a simulation of how it used to be. Seems absolute boredom to me. Besides, the only way to go there is by committing a serious crime here. They will strip everything of your avatar and even wipe out your memories.”
“I know,” I nod at him.
“But you should stop saying that you want to leave Elysium. I heard stories that people who don’t want to stay here, disappear, forever!”
“Elysium sucks for all I care,” I shout unconsciously. Smeme stares at me frightened with his slimy ball for a face.
Although there’s no penalty for expressing your negative opinion for Elysium and the Great Administrator openly, several have been transferred to another sector or disappeared for less. It seems that our Supreme Ruler is more despot than we’d like to believe.
We continue walking (and crawling), till we reach my home, a tower without door. “Home, sweet home,” I scoff in irony. “Well, see ya tomorrow!”
“B-bye…” Without waiting my friend’s reply, I open a portal and now I’m transferred inside the safety of my dungeon tower. Great! I was hoping I finish job early today, so that I become a Dungeon Core and accept low-level adventurers. Seems I barely have time to prepare the traps and the treasures.
Suddenly, the chat icon appears and I activate it. It’s Leda, another friend of mine and the leader of the adventurers who will try to raid my dungeon tower tonight.
Leda: Something came up, we won’t be coming today. Have a great day! :)
Me: What? We’ve been preparing this for weeks! You can’t just cancel everything. What happened?
The chat icon deactivates and Leda seems to be offline again. I try to message her, but the message box seems deactivated. Strange, it’s the first time I’ve encountered something like this in my twenty-four years. A glitch maybe? I thought that everything works perfectly in this paradise of ours.
My mocking is short lived. A message reaches my inbox. The subject says “YOU’RE INVITED TO PLAY A SPECIAL GAME EXPERIENCE”. What’s this? I’ve played everything Asphodel Meadows has to offer. Could this be a new game experience I’m being offered? Becoming an alpha or beta tester for new game experiences is certainly honorary in Elysium. There’s no way they sent me, a low-level player an invitation. Probably a mistake. Pfff, today it’s full of glitches and hitches, I guess. I open the message.
The only thing embedded in the message is a button that says PLAY GAME. No name, no body message, no nothing. That’s how game invitation for alpha testers work? I don’t know, it’s the first time I’m offered something like this. I heard that alpha and beta testers are granted extra processing unit coins, plus have the benefit to keep my level there once the game launches. This means I’ll be ahead of all others when they distribute it. What can I say, I’m probably lucky. Here goes nothing.
I activate the PLAY GAME button and a notification appears: Choose Gender: Male or Female.
I’ll stick with male for now. There’s always the option to choose from a variety of genders. This makes me wonder momentarily if Smeme is actually a man or a woman. Probably slimes are genderless.
Anyways, next step and I have to choose Race. There aren’t many choices here, probably that’s because the game is in alpha state. I chose Human.
The progress bar takes me to the third step. Choose Class. This one’s easy for me to choose as being a Mage is my favorite class.
And now I have to set the Difficulty. There are three levels: Casual, Expert and Hardcore. I’ll go with Hardcore; it’ll help me level up faster and in case something funny happens, I can always respawn.
“Your journey begins,” a soft, deep voice echoes in my mind and all of a sudden, I’m transferred before a burning river.
Wow, that’s a hell of an intro for a game. Look how realistic it is and I’ve never felt anything so burning hot in the past. I activate my insight skill and a tooltip appears above the stream of magma.
Tooltip: Cocytus, the Burning River.
The tooltip is dismissed automatically and I’m unable to move. A new notification message appears before me: Main Mission: Fall inside Cocytus.
“What?” I shout, but there’s no one here.
As if charmed by the searing flames, I start marching towards the blazing inferno and there’s nothing I can do. I can’t control my avatar anymore. The system has taken control over it. I can’t stop walking towards my doom and I’m actually worried as hell right now, because the fire burns my skin and my lungs. It’s oven hot, I’m sure there’s no way my avatar will survive this. Damn, I’ll suffer another level loss once I respawn. What were the developers thinking when creating this game? There’s no way I recommend this game to Smeme or anyone else, period.
And then, I fall into the streaming lava of Cocytus. What’s this intense pain? I command my avatar to decrease the pain level, instead, the pain increases in waves and never leaves a hope of an end. The flames rob my ability to speak, my mind is waling and my eyes are burned. Fucking developers! I’ll make sure I leave a one-star rating when I log out of this hell hole.
Suddenly, the pain stops and I feel a cool breeze. A voice echoes inside my head. “Hades Neural Control Interface activated. Gender: Male, Class: Mage, Difficulty: Hardcore, Threat Level: 1. Welcome to the Real World Athanasios. Your journey begins as of this moment.”
Real world? Level 1? What’s this nonsense? I should be level 7 as in Elysium. Probably another bug. Not my lucky day, I should have guessed better. But where I’m I right now? I try to get up, but it’s hard, almost impossible to move this new avatar of mine. Isn’t there a calibration mechanism for this shit? Ok, I’m bored already, how do I log out? Where’s the exit button?
I search my Neural Control for a couple of seconds for the exit button, but it seems impossible to find it. There’s no exit button! That’s the worst bug I’ve encountered in a game experience. Come on, you gotta be kidding me!
January 9, 2020
Quick update regarding my free ebooks
I'd like everyone to know that I messed something up with my newsletter and the free ebooks sending service. I'll have it resolved by Jan 17, 2020. Anyone who registers, will hopefully receive Hades Online: Adventures by then.
January 3, 2020
A warrior of steel, a witch from underworld: Cover Update & Blurb
This new dungeon adventure will blow off your minds...
Hecate has been the Dungeon Master of Undercity for centuries, until her three loyal Dungeon Lords betray her and toss her into the Ravine of Death.
With only a fraction of her power left, she returns back and vows to take revenge on those who have harmed her.
But in order to reclaim what she's lost, she will need the aid of her dark knight, the remnants of her own army, and even an unlikely ally imprisoned for atrocities unmentionable.
Hecate has been the Dungeon Master of Undercity for centuries, until her three loyal Dungeon Lords betray her and toss her into the Ravine of Death.
With only a fraction of her power left, she returns back and vows to take revenge on those who have harmed her.
But in order to reclaim what she's lost, she will need the aid of her dark knight, the remnants of her own army, and even an unlikely ally imprisoned for atrocities unmentionable.
A warrior of steel, a witch from underworld: Cover Update
This new dungeon adventure will blow off your minds...
A warrior of steel, a witch of underworld: Cover Update
This new dungeon adventure will blow off your minds...
December 25, 2019
Free Hades Online Adventures
Hades Online: Adventures is a new short story collection of adventures from the main protagonists of the Hades Online Series. The first adventure will take place after the first Succubus. All the adventures will be completely free and you can download them from the website. You will receive a chapter of the stories each weak ideally. So what are you waiting? Check them out...
A new Hades Online Reverse Harem adventure is under way!
I've been developing for some time a new adventure that will take place in Undercity, an underground area below Komana. That being said, Hades Online: Succubus 2 is nearly completed of editing, Hades Online: Succubus 3 almost completed and Hades Online: Demon Lord under editing, this adventure will take some time to be released, as it's 40% completed. Expect it to be released somewhere in the middle of 2020.
December 22, 2019
Hades Online: Succubus 3 Cover Update
With succubus 2 ready and waiting, I'm on my way to write succubus part 3, which will be released within March 2020. Take a look at the third cover. What is Calisto plotting with her dragon army?
