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March 1, 2020
Chapter #5: Side Quest: The Innkeeper’s Daughter
It’s noon and it takes me only a few minutes to find out where the Vampire Castle is. It is said that it was once an infamous cynosure for scientists and philosophers from all over the world. Now a shadow of its former glory, it stands sad and gloomy, overshadowing Pedasa with its recent past. That’s the place where numerous men and women lost their lives and where demon lord Alastor killed the Vampire Queen. At least, that’s what Markos told me.
I see several people in white tunics here, gathering some type of purple flowers. They wear a bizarre garment around their necks, probably to hide the fact that they are bitten by Nestor. Markos told me that these people were offered as sacrificial offerings to the Vampire Queen in the past. Addicted to the vampire kiss, it makes it impossible for them to return to their families now. The folk of Pedasa fear them and if they aren’t bitten once every month or two, they could go mad.
Maybe this is another side quest and I must find a cure, but for the time being, I should focus on the task at hand: Melissa.
“Hey friendly fellas,” I tell a young, black haired man.
He glowers back at me and says, “This place is forbidden to strangers. Go back the way you came.”
He isn’t friendly, but again, no one is in this city.
I raise my hands, showing my palms at him, trying to calm him.“I’m looking for a girl and you might be able to help me, I just arrived in your city.”
My last sentence makes him more wary than before. “What’s the girl’s name?” He demands to know.
I check him with my NCI. His Threat Level is 2, HP: 17/19, common folk.
Good, I could easily take him on if he tries anything funny. What I don’t like though, is the fact that two more men in white tunics approach us. They have the same stats as him and notice their HP is a bit decreased as the man before me. Probably from the constant blood sucking I guess.
“Well, what’s the girl’s name?” He repeats again, now his two comrades standing side by side.
There’s no way to avoid them now, it seems I messed up. “Her name’s Melissa, her father wants to know if she fares well in the Vampire Castle.”
“She sent you right?” The guy shouts, now taking his dagger of his belt and the rest follow.
I’m at a loss and have absolutely no idea who he refers to. “Look lads, you got it all wrong, her father…” but I’m unable to finish my sentence, as the guys start attacking me, trying to slit my throat.
I avoid the cut and unconsciously cast Fire Bolt. The spell activates immediately and through my hand, I unleash my full wrath. The Fire Bolt crushes on the guys head, achieving a Critical Hit and Blindness. The other two guys are at a loss from their friend’s moaning, but quickly gather their lost morale and try to stab me. I avoid them the best I can and gain some distance from them. I cast Chill Touch to the one guy and now that the ghostly hand appears and attacks him, I stop retreating and rush against the surprised other. I punch him in the face, throwing him down and now I’m above him, punching him hard, each time decreasing his HP by 1, till I have him lying unconscious on the ground. The tooltip says Paralyzed above his head.
Chill Touch has been pretty effective and now my last, standing opponent has HP 12/17. I cast Fire Bolt and I manage to decrease his HP 5 more points, while burning his chest. I hear all of them moaning now. I take the dagger and head to the one who’s still conscious, ready to put an end to his misery.
But I’m interrupted when a strange, gorgeous girl makes her appearance. She’s tall, the same height I am and has long, blonde hair, “Stop it,” she tells me.
The tooltip above her head shows a Threat Level of 9 and holds a dagger and a whip. It will be impossible to win against her with my current level 2 and without any proper spells.
I decide to defend myself with words. “They attacked me first, all I wanted was to deliver a message to Melissa, the innkeeper’s daughter.”
She stops and glowers at me. “Tell this old fool, my father, that I’m doing well, and I’ll visit him when my duties allow me.”
I nod agreeably, admiring her petite, elegant body.
“Now leave, before the Vampire Squad comes and kill you!” She booms at me.
My NCI informs me of another Main Quest, which I look immediately: Escape the Vampire Squad.
I leave her standing and start running, heading back to the innkeeper, hoping the Vampire Squad will need some time to prepare.
After some time of intense running, I reach the inn and inform my friend of what happened. Markos finally reveals to me that Melissa is one of Nestor’s future brides and that Ambrosia has attempted to murder her in the past, so that was probably the reason the other guys attacked me. Maddened by the sick bastard’s poor briefing, I request twice the amount of food we’d agreed for compensation. He accepts it without arguing. Now that I think about it, I should have demanded thrice the amount of food, but anyway, I don’t have much time. For all I know, the Vampire Squad could be on my tail, so I must hurry and leave this place.
As I leave the inn and say farewell to Markos, a window appears: Side Quest Completed Successfully!
Good, now I must head to the royal capital of Lycia, in hopes of finding demon lord Alastor and escape the Vampire Squad at the same time. And I’m left to wonder, what kind of gameplay experience I’d have in this world, if I decided to revert the difficulty to Hardcore again. Better left wondering, I think to myself.
I see several people in white tunics here, gathering some type of purple flowers. They wear a bizarre garment around their necks, probably to hide the fact that they are bitten by Nestor. Markos told me that these people were offered as sacrificial offerings to the Vampire Queen in the past. Addicted to the vampire kiss, it makes it impossible for them to return to their families now. The folk of Pedasa fear them and if they aren’t bitten once every month or two, they could go mad.
Maybe this is another side quest and I must find a cure, but for the time being, I should focus on the task at hand: Melissa.
“Hey friendly fellas,” I tell a young, black haired man.
He glowers back at me and says, “This place is forbidden to strangers. Go back the way you came.”
He isn’t friendly, but again, no one is in this city.
I raise my hands, showing my palms at him, trying to calm him.“I’m looking for a girl and you might be able to help me, I just arrived in your city.”
My last sentence makes him more wary than before. “What’s the girl’s name?” He demands to know.
I check him with my NCI. His Threat Level is 2, HP: 17/19, common folk.
Good, I could easily take him on if he tries anything funny. What I don’t like though, is the fact that two more men in white tunics approach us. They have the same stats as him and notice their HP is a bit decreased as the man before me. Probably from the constant blood sucking I guess.
“Well, what’s the girl’s name?” He repeats again, now his two comrades standing side by side.
There’s no way to avoid them now, it seems I messed up. “Her name’s Melissa, her father wants to know if she fares well in the Vampire Castle.”
“She sent you right?” The guy shouts, now taking his dagger of his belt and the rest follow.
I’m at a loss and have absolutely no idea who he refers to. “Look lads, you got it all wrong, her father…” but I’m unable to finish my sentence, as the guys start attacking me, trying to slit my throat.
I avoid the cut and unconsciously cast Fire Bolt. The spell activates immediately and through my hand, I unleash my full wrath. The Fire Bolt crushes on the guys head, achieving a Critical Hit and Blindness. The other two guys are at a loss from their friend’s moaning, but quickly gather their lost morale and try to stab me. I avoid them the best I can and gain some distance from them. I cast Chill Touch to the one guy and now that the ghostly hand appears and attacks him, I stop retreating and rush against the surprised other. I punch him in the face, throwing him down and now I’m above him, punching him hard, each time decreasing his HP by 1, till I have him lying unconscious on the ground. The tooltip says Paralyzed above his head.
Chill Touch has been pretty effective and now my last, standing opponent has HP 12/17. I cast Fire Bolt and I manage to decrease his HP 5 more points, while burning his chest. I hear all of them moaning now. I take the dagger and head to the one who’s still conscious, ready to put an end to his misery.
But I’m interrupted when a strange, gorgeous girl makes her appearance. She’s tall, the same height I am and has long, blonde hair, “Stop it,” she tells me.
The tooltip above her head shows a Threat Level of 9 and holds a dagger and a whip. It will be impossible to win against her with my current level 2 and without any proper spells.
I decide to defend myself with words. “They attacked me first, all I wanted was to deliver a message to Melissa, the innkeeper’s daughter.”
She stops and glowers at me. “Tell this old fool, my father, that I’m doing well, and I’ll visit him when my duties allow me.”
I nod agreeably, admiring her petite, elegant body.
“Now leave, before the Vampire Squad comes and kill you!” She booms at me.
My NCI informs me of another Main Quest, which I look immediately: Escape the Vampire Squad.
I leave her standing and start running, heading back to the innkeeper, hoping the Vampire Squad will need some time to prepare.
After some time of intense running, I reach the inn and inform my friend of what happened. Markos finally reveals to me that Melissa is one of Nestor’s future brides and that Ambrosia has attempted to murder her in the past, so that was probably the reason the other guys attacked me. Maddened by the sick bastard’s poor briefing, I request twice the amount of food we’d agreed for compensation. He accepts it without arguing. Now that I think about it, I should have demanded thrice the amount of food, but anyway, I don’t have much time. For all I know, the Vampire Squad could be on my tail, so I must hurry and leave this place.
As I leave the inn and say farewell to Markos, a window appears: Side Quest Completed Successfully!
Good, now I must head to the royal capital of Lycia, in hopes of finding demon lord Alastor and escape the Vampire Squad at the same time. And I’m left to wonder, what kind of gameplay experience I’d have in this world, if I decided to revert the difficulty to Hardcore again. Better left wondering, I think to myself.
Chapter #2: My Friend, the Vampire Lord
I look around. It seems I’m in some kind of cavern. I feel cold suddenly, it’s as if the temperature dropped immediately once I was transferred into this massive underground chamber. A violent chill goes down my spine, something I’ve never encountered with another avatar. I must admit to the developers of this game, the sensation and the feeling is the best I’ve encountered so far. So, this game experience might have something to offer in the end.
I lay aside my thoughts, when a soft sound echoes inside the seaming empty chamber. “Who’s there?” I demand to know, but I get silence in return.
There’s no light coming here from the ceiling and there are no windows. I don’t have Dark Vision, so it’s impossible for me to see anything but a few feet away. I shouldn’t have chosen Hardcore, that was a mistake on my end. I’m certain there’s someone here, I can feel it.
Well, its time I set prepare my spell slots. I recognize most of the spells here. So if I’m in a cavern, probably I’ll have to face ghouls, vampires and most likely various undead. I don’t have that many options, as I’m Level-1 avatar at the moment.
I can select three cantrips. I choose Chill Touch, Light and Fire Bolt. I can also choose and use two level-1 spells as well. I add Shield and Catapult to my spell slot inventory.
A notification appears in my Neural Control Interface: You can use two Level-1 spells in a single day.
Ok, so far everything works as in Elysium. Known territory. No bugs.
I touch the stone bed I was laying a moment ago and cast Light. It’s an evocation cantrip that makes any object I touch shed bright light.
“At least some light,” I sigh relieved, till I notice a pale man in red clocked armor, ten feet away from me. “Who are you?” I ask the creepy man. It goes without saying that I activate my Insight skill to scan him for information.
A tooltip appears above his head: Vampire Lord, Threat Level-56, HP: 107/175
Fuck, I’m a goner! It’s the first time I’ve played a game where I’m Level-1 that my opponents start at Level-56. He seems injured badly injured, but still, I’m no match for him.
For some reason, my feet start trembling and something inside my chest beats hard, demanding immediate release. It must be my heart. I heard that real bodies have multiple organs. The pressure is so intense from the adrenaline rush, that my eyes are ready to explode. So, I’m in the Real World?
My predator looks at me like with his sharp, purple-red eyes “Oh? A mage? Down here? I didn’t know that Ambrosia was so desperate that decided to hire human mercenaries to aid her.”
“Look, I just appeared here, I don’t have any idea who you’re referring to. I was just leaving!”
“Don’t worry human, you can trust me,” the vampire lord tells me with his soft voice.
For some reason, I trust this guy. My heart beats decrease and my pressure returns to normal.
A notification appears in my Neural Control Interface: You have been Charmed.
How could I not be charmed? This guy is friendly and cool. Exactly the person I needed to help me in this new world.
“I’m Athanasios, I just woke up here. I don’t know Ambrosia.”
“Ahh, is that so?” He approaches me even more now, only two feet away from me. His fangs are visible. He smiles at me and licks his lips. The motion of his tongue resembles that of a creature, rather a human being. So funny, I think to myself, but I try not to laugh, it wouldn’t be proper to insult my new friend.
Another notification appears in my Neural Control Interface: You have been granted access to the Difficulty menu.
At last, probably the developers are fixing bugs as we speak. I access the Difficulty menu from my Neural Control Interface and change it from Hardcore to Casual.
Ok, another notification: Casual difficulty confirmed. I wonder what’ll happen now.
Hoofbeats reach my ears and I’m certain my new, vampire friend heard that with his heightened senses. This can’t be good.
“You hear that? Something is coming,” I warn him, but he ignores me and passes by me fast like the wind, heading at the opposite direction I’m staring.
I look back and I see that the place has been infested by ghouls, all of them ranging between Level 6 and 8. Still, however, I’m not a match for any of them.
“Ambrosia, come and face me you coward,” the Vampire Lord screams at the direction of the ghouls. “How many of your pathetic servants must I kill?”
The other Vampire Lord makes her entrance, clapping her hands slowly, as if she’s a spectator in a performance. “My dear Nestor, you never stop to amaze me. You came here all by yourself?” Then she stares at me. “Oh, forgive my insolence, I see you brought a toy with you. Is he your blood bag this time?”
I must say, I've never seen in my entire virtual life an avatar so gorgeous and hot as this one. I can feel my crotch hardening. So, this avatar of mine is made for other things as well. Not that it matters right now.
“Hi!” I greet her, smile on my face. “I just met him, but I think he’s a great guy.”
“Shut up!” They shout both in unison.
“Ok!” I reply.
I use the Insight on Ambrosia and the tooltip on her head informs me that she’s a Level-23 Vampire Lord. Her HP bar is full at 86, but still lower than Nestor’s. She must suck as a player, because all the babbling gave Nestor the time to heal 20 Hit points. Of course, there are thirty or so ghouls here at the moment.
The two vampire lords stare at each other. Both are predators, creatures of attack. Each measure’s each other’s strength.
“Enough talk, kill them,” Ambrosia commands her ghoul servants.
The ghouls attack Nestor, without any concern of formation or strategy, like the mindless beasts they are. What I admire though, it’s they speed and sheer strength. The vampire lord is strong and fast, yet, despite all his supernatural speed, they begin to tear his body achieving grave wounds, but he keeps pushing, killing one ghoul after the other with one hit.
I use my Insight, Nestor has 42 Hit points left, but for a moment it seems that he has taken control of the battle. And then, Ambrosia decides to make her move. She hisses and attacks at Nestor. They exchange a raging series of deadly attacks, each more powerful than the last. My eyes are impossible to follow their speed. I must act though, my friend needs me.
I access my Spell Control Menu and cast Catapult, the spell-level 1 transmutation spell that placed in my spell slot earlier. With this spell, I raise a 5-pound rock that I see besides me and throw it straight at the direction of Ambrosia. Unfortunately, a ghoul shields her and the rock crushes its head, achieving a critical hit of 24 Points, thus killing it.
My Neural Control Interface notifies me that I leveled up and now I’m Level 2. At least you level up fast in this world.
The ghouls which previously ignored me, now see me as potential threat. Two of them come against me. I use Catapult again and throw it against the first ghoul. It’s a direct hit on the chest and I see that his HP decreased down to 10 HP from 22 which was a moment ago.
Shocked by the impact, the ghoul falls down for a moment.
No more spells for today, it’s time I make full use of my cantrips. I cast Chill Touch and a ghostly, skeletal hand appears before the ghoul, achieving a 5-point hit.
The second ghoul charges against me, but I fall back, trying to gain some time before I activate my second cantrip: Fire Bolt. I hurl a mote of fire at the ghoul and I achieve another critical hit of 10 points, but it’s not enough to stop it. It approaches me and performs a vertical slash with its claws, achieving a 6-point damage to my avatar.
My skin is torn and blood gushes out. The pain is so intense, and I can’t control it. There’s no fucking option to decrease the pain level in this world. I must admit being an alpha or beta tester, it’s harder than I thought.
I notice that my vampire friend is at his limit as well, only 26 Hit Points in his bar, but he can win. He has Ambrosia cornered and only three ghouls still support her. The rest of them became minced meat by his claws.
But it’s not the time to worry about my vampire friend. I have two ghouls I must fight by myself. I start casting Fire Bolt again, but before I finish my move, something or someone hits my head and I lose consciousness.
The only thing I see, is a black notification: You have been paralyzed!
I lay aside my thoughts, when a soft sound echoes inside the seaming empty chamber. “Who’s there?” I demand to know, but I get silence in return.
There’s no light coming here from the ceiling and there are no windows. I don’t have Dark Vision, so it’s impossible for me to see anything but a few feet away. I shouldn’t have chosen Hardcore, that was a mistake on my end. I’m certain there’s someone here, I can feel it.
Well, its time I set prepare my spell slots. I recognize most of the spells here. So if I’m in a cavern, probably I’ll have to face ghouls, vampires and most likely various undead. I don’t have that many options, as I’m Level-1 avatar at the moment.
I can select three cantrips. I choose Chill Touch, Light and Fire Bolt. I can also choose and use two level-1 spells as well. I add Shield and Catapult to my spell slot inventory.
A notification appears in my Neural Control Interface: You can use two Level-1 spells in a single day.
Ok, so far everything works as in Elysium. Known territory. No bugs.
I touch the stone bed I was laying a moment ago and cast Light. It’s an evocation cantrip that makes any object I touch shed bright light.
“At least some light,” I sigh relieved, till I notice a pale man in red clocked armor, ten feet away from me. “Who are you?” I ask the creepy man. It goes without saying that I activate my Insight skill to scan him for information.
A tooltip appears above his head: Vampire Lord, Threat Level-56, HP: 107/175
Fuck, I’m a goner! It’s the first time I’ve played a game where I’m Level-1 that my opponents start at Level-56. He seems injured badly injured, but still, I’m no match for him.
For some reason, my feet start trembling and something inside my chest beats hard, demanding immediate release. It must be my heart. I heard that real bodies have multiple organs. The pressure is so intense from the adrenaline rush, that my eyes are ready to explode. So, I’m in the Real World?
My predator looks at me like with his sharp, purple-red eyes “Oh? A mage? Down here? I didn’t know that Ambrosia was so desperate that decided to hire human mercenaries to aid her.”
“Look, I just appeared here, I don’t have any idea who you’re referring to. I was just leaving!”
“Don’t worry human, you can trust me,” the vampire lord tells me with his soft voice.
For some reason, I trust this guy. My heart beats decrease and my pressure returns to normal.
A notification appears in my Neural Control Interface: You have been Charmed.
How could I not be charmed? This guy is friendly and cool. Exactly the person I needed to help me in this new world.
“I’m Athanasios, I just woke up here. I don’t know Ambrosia.”
“Ahh, is that so?” He approaches me even more now, only two feet away from me. His fangs are visible. He smiles at me and licks his lips. The motion of his tongue resembles that of a creature, rather a human being. So funny, I think to myself, but I try not to laugh, it wouldn’t be proper to insult my new friend.
Another notification appears in my Neural Control Interface: You have been granted access to the Difficulty menu.
At last, probably the developers are fixing bugs as we speak. I access the Difficulty menu from my Neural Control Interface and change it from Hardcore to Casual.
Ok, another notification: Casual difficulty confirmed. I wonder what’ll happen now.
Hoofbeats reach my ears and I’m certain my new, vampire friend heard that with his heightened senses. This can’t be good.
“You hear that? Something is coming,” I warn him, but he ignores me and passes by me fast like the wind, heading at the opposite direction I’m staring.
I look back and I see that the place has been infested by ghouls, all of them ranging between Level 6 and 8. Still, however, I’m not a match for any of them.
“Ambrosia, come and face me you coward,” the Vampire Lord screams at the direction of the ghouls. “How many of your pathetic servants must I kill?”
The other Vampire Lord makes her entrance, clapping her hands slowly, as if she’s a spectator in a performance. “My dear Nestor, you never stop to amaze me. You came here all by yourself?” Then she stares at me. “Oh, forgive my insolence, I see you brought a toy with you. Is he your blood bag this time?”
I must say, I've never seen in my entire virtual life an avatar so gorgeous and hot as this one. I can feel my crotch hardening. So, this avatar of mine is made for other things as well. Not that it matters right now.
“Hi!” I greet her, smile on my face. “I just met him, but I think he’s a great guy.”
“Shut up!” They shout both in unison.
“Ok!” I reply.
I use the Insight on Ambrosia and the tooltip on her head informs me that she’s a Level-23 Vampire Lord. Her HP bar is full at 86, but still lower than Nestor’s. She must suck as a player, because all the babbling gave Nestor the time to heal 20 Hit points. Of course, there are thirty or so ghouls here at the moment.
The two vampire lords stare at each other. Both are predators, creatures of attack. Each measure’s each other’s strength.
“Enough talk, kill them,” Ambrosia commands her ghoul servants.
The ghouls attack Nestor, without any concern of formation or strategy, like the mindless beasts they are. What I admire though, it’s they speed and sheer strength. The vampire lord is strong and fast, yet, despite all his supernatural speed, they begin to tear his body achieving grave wounds, but he keeps pushing, killing one ghoul after the other with one hit.
I use my Insight, Nestor has 42 Hit points left, but for a moment it seems that he has taken control of the battle. And then, Ambrosia decides to make her move. She hisses and attacks at Nestor. They exchange a raging series of deadly attacks, each more powerful than the last. My eyes are impossible to follow their speed. I must act though, my friend needs me.
I access my Spell Control Menu and cast Catapult, the spell-level 1 transmutation spell that placed in my spell slot earlier. With this spell, I raise a 5-pound rock that I see besides me and throw it straight at the direction of Ambrosia. Unfortunately, a ghoul shields her and the rock crushes its head, achieving a critical hit of 24 Points, thus killing it.
My Neural Control Interface notifies me that I leveled up and now I’m Level 2. At least you level up fast in this world.
The ghouls which previously ignored me, now see me as potential threat. Two of them come against me. I use Catapult again and throw it against the first ghoul. It’s a direct hit on the chest and I see that his HP decreased down to 10 HP from 22 which was a moment ago.
Shocked by the impact, the ghoul falls down for a moment.
No more spells for today, it’s time I make full use of my cantrips. I cast Chill Touch and a ghostly, skeletal hand appears before the ghoul, achieving a 5-point hit.
The second ghoul charges against me, but I fall back, trying to gain some time before I activate my second cantrip: Fire Bolt. I hurl a mote of fire at the ghoul and I achieve another critical hit of 10 points, but it’s not enough to stop it. It approaches me and performs a vertical slash with its claws, achieving a 6-point damage to my avatar.
My skin is torn and blood gushes out. The pain is so intense, and I can’t control it. There’s no fucking option to decrease the pain level in this world. I must admit being an alpha or beta tester, it’s harder than I thought.
I notice that my vampire friend is at his limit as well, only 26 Hit Points in his bar, but he can win. He has Ambrosia cornered and only three ghouls still support her. The rest of them became minced meat by his claws.
But it’s not the time to worry about my vampire friend. I have two ghouls I must fight by myself. I start casting Fire Bolt again, but before I finish my move, something or someone hits my head and I lose consciousness.
The only thing I see, is a black notification: You have been paralyzed!
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...
