"A YEAR AGO..." Daemon sat alone in his dimly lit room, seeking solace in the virtual realm. The weight of isolation bore down on him, and the taunts of his classmates echoed in his mind. The computer screen flickered, casting a pale glow on Daemon's face as he engaged in conversations and immersed himself in online games. Through these interactions, he found a refuge, a place where he could express himself and grow in confidence. Each conversation was a small victory, a step toward overcoming his struggles. Suddenly, the sound of his father's voice pierced through the virtual world, jolting Daemon back to reality. His heart sank as he braced himself for what awaited him. Daemon reluctantly made his way to the kitchen, where his father stood, anger etched across his face. On the floor lay a discarded chocolate wrapper. "TAKASHI! COME HERE!" Trembling, Daemon approached his father, anxiety knotting his stomach. He tried to explain, his voice quivering, "I must have dropped it last n
The group gathered eagerly around the table, their attention fixed on Haruto, who cleared his throat to address them. "Alright, everyone, you know why we're here. We're forming a Guild, and we're in this together," Haruto declared with conviction. Ren clapped her hands excitedly, while Rem nodded in agreement. Daemon and Lockheart exchanged smiles, their enthusiasm evident. Nyaru, on the other hand, dozed off intermittently, her eyes fluttering open occasionally. Haruto continued, capturing everyone's attention, "I will cover the cost of creating the Guild, and in return, I'll assume the leadership role. Until we reach the maximum number of members, no one will be granted a rank solely based on friendship. All members must work towards the Guild's success to earn their positions." Daemon found himself taken aback, recognizing Haruto's ability to captivate and inspire the group in such a short time. "He certainly has leadership qualities," Daemon thought, raising his hand with a tin
Lockheart and Daemon stood in the vibrant wheat fields, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their companions. Nyaru playfully sprawled amidst the golden stalks, her hands waving in the air. The warm sun cast a dazzling reflection in Daemon's eyes, prompting him to shield them with his hand as he glanced at Lockheart. "Why did Haruto insist on such an early meeting time?" Daemon questioned, a hint of grogginess evident in his voice. Lockheart smiled, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Haruto has his reasons, and we should respect his decision. If you have any concerns, you can always talk to him." Daemon fell silent, the swaying wheat gently rustling in the breeze. Nyaru bounded to her feet, sensing the approaching presence of their companions. Lockheart's excitement propelled her forward, with Daemon trailing behind, his thoughts lingering. "I... um, never mind," Daemon mumbled, finding his way to the group. Rem, Ren, and Lockheart were engaged in conversation, seated on the ground.
The Olympic torches at the center of the platform vanished into a flurry of bats, and in their place, equipped skeletons materialized at the far corners. Daemon quickly assessed the situation and shouted, "I'll take care of the sword and bow skeletons! The rest is up to you!"Feeling the wind on his skin, Daemon sprinted towards the skeletons on his right. One of them drew a bow, but Daemon swiftly kicked it off balance, taking advantage of the opportunity to strike with his sword. He deftly parried the attacks from the other skeletons, using both of his swords to hold them back.Meanwhile, additional skeletons spawned, wielding swords and shields. Sensing the urgency, Daemon called out to Rem and Ren, "Attack, now!"Rem tightened her grip on her wand, her hands trembling with anticipation. She aimed her wand at the skeletons and summoned giant vines that emerged from the ground, tearing the skeletons apart. Ren traced a circular pattern in the air with her wand, manifesting a fiery sh
The Twins and Daemon materialized in a sprawling rectangular area enveloped by lush greenery. It resembled a grand mansion, with imposing iron gates, meticulously trimmed bushes, and ornate fountains adorned with crescent and star motifs. The structures within the garden served as the headquarters for Zenith, their guild. Daemon glanced around, taking in the serene surroundings. Lockheart, one of their guild members, was diligently tending to the garden, planting seeds in the soil. She reached into her inventory and retrieved a "Fertilizer" item, using it to enhance the growth of the flowers. Nyaru, the guild's other member, observed the scene, her eyes sparkling with wonder as the flowers bloomed instantaneously. The vibrant plants disintegrated into particles, accumulating in Lockheart's inventory. [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x5] [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x11] [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x38] [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x24] [Guild: Zenith
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(IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN GAME'S INFORMATION SKIP TO THE CHAPTER 1: TRAPPED) CLASSES GUIDE Guide: Exploring the Diverse Classes of our MMO World Embark on an exciting adventure in our immersive MMO world, where you can choose from a remarkable array of 10 classes. Each class comes with its own distinct playstyle and unique weapon, ensuring an engaging experience for players of all preferences. Let's delve into the three categories that divide these classes: Melee, Ranged, and Spell. A. Melee Classes - Unleash Close-Quarters Mayhem The Melee classes excel in offensive capabilities but have limited range. They thrive on pursuing and cornering ranged opponents during intense team battles. Blademaster - Dance with Light Swords Masters of the blade, the Blademasters wield swift and agile light swords. As they progress beyond level 50, they unlock the ability to dual-wield these blades, intensifying their damage-dealing potential. Expect pure DPS goodness from this class, boasting
Daemon rushed into the house, his heart pounding with a mix of frustration and disappointment. He flung his backpack into the hallway and darted into his room, slamming the door shut behind him. Collapsing onto his bed, Daemon picked up his phone and opened the W******p app. He scrolled through his high school group messages, searching for something to distract himself from the overwhelming emotions he felt. "Mitsuri: Bro, send me the photos we took at the party today." "Shou: Okay, bro, I'm sending it. Just give me a second." "Shou: There you go:" Daemon's gaze fell upon the photos, and a wave of sadness washed over him. In the first picture, Mitsuri and Yui were captured in a passionate kiss. Daemon zoomed in, his eyes drawn to the background. A few girls were engrossed in a karaoke session, while most of the guys were engrossed in arcade games. They all seemed to be having a great time. In the second photo, the girls playfully lifted each other on their shoulders, striking po
Surprise: I'm back!!!!! And my book reached 690 views on this app! Wooo! From now on all the chapters from this point is completely revamped. Please if you have the time dont forget to reread it to encounter a better writing with more professional storytelling. Thank you for following the development of Escapia! I also wanted to write this chapter to say. I will write more and more chapters as the attention i get will increase throughout the readers. It's all depending on my motivation and you guys. If you have any feedback, please leave it on comments of this book, love y'all.
The Twins and Daemon materialized in a sprawling rectangular area enveloped by lush greenery. It resembled a grand mansion, with imposing iron gates, meticulously trimmed bushes, and ornate fountains adorned with crescent and star motifs. The structures within the garden served as the headquarters for Zenith, their guild. Daemon glanced around, taking in the serene surroundings. Lockheart, one of their guild members, was diligently tending to the garden, planting seeds in the soil. She reached into her inventory and retrieved a "Fertilizer" item, using it to enhance the growth of the flowers. Nyaru, the guild's other member, observed the scene, her eyes sparkling with wonder as the flowers bloomed instantaneously. The vibrant plants disintegrated into particles, accumulating in Lockheart's inventory. [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x5] [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x11] [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x38] [Guild: Zenith obtained Guild Badges x24] [Guild: Zenith
The Olympic torches at the center of the platform vanished into a flurry of bats, and in their place, equipped skeletons materialized at the far corners. Daemon quickly assessed the situation and shouted, "I'll take care of the sword and bow skeletons! The rest is up to you!"Feeling the wind on his skin, Daemon sprinted towards the skeletons on his right. One of them drew a bow, but Daemon swiftly kicked it off balance, taking advantage of the opportunity to strike with his sword. He deftly parried the attacks from the other skeletons, using both of his swords to hold them back.Meanwhile, additional skeletons spawned, wielding swords and shields. Sensing the urgency, Daemon called out to Rem and Ren, "Attack, now!"Rem tightened her grip on her wand, her hands trembling with anticipation. She aimed her wand at the skeletons and summoned giant vines that emerged from the ground, tearing the skeletons apart. Ren traced a circular pattern in the air with her wand, manifesting a fiery sh
Lockheart and Daemon stood in the vibrant wheat fields, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their companions. Nyaru playfully sprawled amidst the golden stalks, her hands waving in the air. The warm sun cast a dazzling reflection in Daemon's eyes, prompting him to shield them with his hand as he glanced at Lockheart. "Why did Haruto insist on such an early meeting time?" Daemon questioned, a hint of grogginess evident in his voice. Lockheart smiled, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Haruto has his reasons, and we should respect his decision. If you have any concerns, you can always talk to him." Daemon fell silent, the swaying wheat gently rustling in the breeze. Nyaru bounded to her feet, sensing the approaching presence of their companions. Lockheart's excitement propelled her forward, with Daemon trailing behind, his thoughts lingering. "I... um, never mind," Daemon mumbled, finding his way to the group. Rem, Ren, and Lockheart were engaged in conversation, seated on the ground.
The group gathered eagerly around the table, their attention fixed on Haruto, who cleared his throat to address them. "Alright, everyone, you know why we're here. We're forming a Guild, and we're in this together," Haruto declared with conviction. Ren clapped her hands excitedly, while Rem nodded in agreement. Daemon and Lockheart exchanged smiles, their enthusiasm evident. Nyaru, on the other hand, dozed off intermittently, her eyes fluttering open occasionally. Haruto continued, capturing everyone's attention, "I will cover the cost of creating the Guild, and in return, I'll assume the leadership role. Until we reach the maximum number of members, no one will be granted a rank solely based on friendship. All members must work towards the Guild's success to earn their positions." Daemon found himself taken aback, recognizing Haruto's ability to captivate and inspire the group in such a short time. "He certainly has leadership qualities," Daemon thought, raising his hand with a tin
"A YEAR AGO..." Daemon sat alone in his dimly lit room, seeking solace in the virtual realm. The weight of isolation bore down on him, and the taunts of his classmates echoed in his mind. The computer screen flickered, casting a pale glow on Daemon's face as he engaged in conversations and immersed himself in online games. Through these interactions, he found a refuge, a place where he could express himself and grow in confidence. Each conversation was a small victory, a step toward overcoming his struggles. Suddenly, the sound of his father's voice pierced through the virtual world, jolting Daemon back to reality. His heart sank as he braced himself for what awaited him. Daemon reluctantly made his way to the kitchen, where his father stood, anger etched across his face. On the floor lay a discarded chocolate wrapper. "TAKASHI! COME HERE!" Trembling, Daemon approached his father, anxiety knotting his stomach. He tried to explain, his voice quivering, "I must have dropped it last n
Guilds: Forging Bonds and Battling as OneGuilds, the epitome of community and camaraderie, become accessible once players reach level 50. These groups allow adventurers to band together, fight side by side, and create lasting bonds. Within a guild, members find unity and support, united by a common cause. Notably, guild members cannot engage in combat with one another, ensuring a harmonious environment. Establishing a guild comes with a price tag of 50,000 Kuds, signifying the commitment required to build a thriving community.A. Guild Ranks: Organizational Structure and RolesLeader: The guild's founder and ultimate authority, possessing the power to disband the guild at will.Co-leader: Appointed solely by the Leader, the Co-leader shares similar powers and responsibilities, excluding the authority to dissolve the guild.Battle Leader: A seasoned warrior well-versed in the art of war. This role entails guiding and strategizing with guild members during guild-specific events and batt
Teleporting to Floor 5, Daemon found himself engulfed in darkness. He strained his eyes, but there was nothing to see. Nyaru, clutching Lockheart's hand, trembled with fear beside him. In a flash, the entire floor was bathed in a vibrant blue light, revealing a floating circular platform crafted from polished black marble. Daemon averted his gaze from the platform and noticed a series of interconnected circle platforms on Level 5, connected by staircases made of gleaming white marble. Looking upward, he marveled at the sight of constellations glowing with a mesmerizing blue radiance. Some constellations gently floated across the sky, while others remained stationary. As the players adjusted to their surroundings, the staircases vanished, leaving only the central circular platform. It was then that the formidable boss, known as [Floor 5 Soulscapes: Soulhunter], materialized before them. Soulhunter, draped in a flowing black cloak, possessed a skeletal left hand that protruded through
Nyaru, Lockheart, and Daemon strolled through the lively streets of Level 4's bustling city, soaking in the sights and sounds of the virtual world. As they meandered, Daemon expressed his desire to find a second sword, prompting their visit to the bar once again. The door swung open, and Daemon ventured inside, leaving Lockheart and Nyaru outside. The bar was abuzz with players engaged in hushed conversations. Lockheart, perplexed by the mysterious atmosphere, turned to Nyaru and voiced her confusion, "Why is everyone whispering?" Nyaru, ever observant, replied with a hint of excitement in her voice, "They're forming guilds before the guild system opens! Most high-level players like Daemon are already at Level 49, and they're preparing for the guild rush." Lockheart shook her head, slightly overwhelmed by the intricacies of the game. As they prepared to enter the bar, Daemon interjected, urging them to wait outside. Closing the door behind them, Lockheart and Nyaru exchanged curious