“Leiu?” Maria was shocked when the Dark Knight appeared in front of her, she stood there, utterly dumbfounded for a good ten seconds. The Black Dragon Guild had searched for him for a while now, they visited every coat and possible place he could be yet all they found were a bunch of monsters. They were getting desperate and decided to come to Rachdale to repair their gear and try to obtain some good quests to pass the time. But, who’d have thought they’d stumble upon him at the entrance of the port city, right here and now. “It’s Leiu!” Ronzi, the mage, walked toward the Dark Knight, a bright smile on his face. &ls

Christopher Anaront was addicted to Hell Gate, so much that he spends most of his day laying on the bed, the gaming helmet activated and his mind enjoying the realistic and vivid virtual world of the hottest game at the moment. He had strict and stingy parents, therefore, he had to rely on himself to buy the relatively expensive gaming helmet. Due to that, he started a bit later and had to grind alone, at least for some time. His player name was ‘Heavenly King’, quite a grandiose name for an average player such as himself. At the beginning of the game, he wasn’t as lucky as those famous players, nevertheless, he was still offered a Rare Class; Crimson Swordsman. It was slightly different to the class ‘Swordsman’, as in adding a couple of powerful skills such as [Precise Stab], [Crimson Adversary], and [D

“He’s here!”  The ferocious-looking mount, Milkan, was seen by the warriors. The appearance of the Black Beast was enough for the players to tense up, raise their weapon, ready to use their skills at any given second. Astrid, on the other hand, reached the peak of her excitement. Her hands tightly clutched her two-handed axe, which was different from the one in the past. This one was dark red, almost 6 foot in length, and its sharp, metallic double-edges were jet black.  When the Dark Knight was close enough, she gave her guild members yet another warning glare then jumped in the air, raising the axe above her head and slamming it down right in front of the approaching Milkan. She purpose

Astrid and Leiu stared at each other, one eager to fight and reclaim her pride and the other in a hurry and totally unwilling to fight and waste time.  “I’ll give you ten seconds to prepare yourself.” She loudly declared, grabbing the large ax upside down and stabbing its edges onto the ground. Leiu glanced at the invisible witch and whispered, “Help me get rid of her.” “But it’s supposed to be a fa-” Mira couldn’t even finish, she was glared at by the youth, who doesn’t care how he wins. Astrid was strong and he cannot afford to lose his life here just because he fought ‘fairly’. In a death struggle, the only thing that matters is winning,