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What can a game clan accomplish without a castle? The answer is obvious: nothing. Therefore, the main objective of any leader in a game world is to acquire a base of operations. Finding himself in exactly this position, High Shaman Mahan, leader of the Legends of Barliona, accepts an offer from the Emperor and the Dark Lord to vanquish the army of Phantoms that has inhabited Altameda, the phantom castle.

Hi, my name's Max and I'm one of the Selected. What's the first thing that pops into your head when you read those words? A great hero, chosen from among all the billions of people on Earth? A lucky man who has ended up on an unknown world and gained superpowers? An explorer of new worlds who has discovered his destiny? Well, that's all true, but there is one but . . . Actually, if I'm honest, there are a whole load of buts. And there are rules. And the first rule of the Selected is: "Try not to die. It is expensive and impractical."

Modern times. Genius physicist Artyom Kuchaev found himself facing the darker side of the world we live in. Integrity is met with a laugh, the rat race instead full of people out to grab whatever they can. Where big money is on the line, no betrayal, even of loved ones, is a bridge too far. But Artyom couldn't bring himself to conform. Instead, he decided to make a change in himself if not in the world around him. His work, surroundings, country....

Mahan's ready for new adventures - just as the gaming world of Barliona thought it was about to reenter its old comfortable rut. The winds of the Dark Forest have finally died down; Altameda has recognized its new owner while Geranika is nursing new schemes of global destruction. Would Mahan be happy with this predictable old life? We think not!

All or nothing. Life or death. There is no third option. Neither the ancients, nor outside forces, nor Chaos itself can find any other way to preserve the integrity of the world other than to destroy Archduke Maximilian Valevsky. They send him on a mission that can only be completed under one condition—Maximilian must die. And if he doesn't fulfill this mission, everyone he holds dear will perish in his stead.

The offworlders are defeated. The Lithoids have been destroyed. It seems like a long-awaited peace is about to befall Hearth, but the servants of Chaos have their own designs. They're eager to destroy the trouble-maker and control him like some kind of puppet. Once a doomed soldier, always a doomed soldier.

The law of the jungle is straightforward—all means are justified in one's pursuit of ascension. After all, it's the result that matters—not how you achieve it. And yet the end doesn't always justify the means—especially when the ascension of one requires the suffering of hundreds. The Heavens do not take kindly to such acts. And so it came to pass that the Seekers have been forced to take matters into their own hands, bringing light to places where it had never shone before. However, the Bohao Cult has turned out to be far stronger than initially thought.

I hope that by now you've lost any illusions you had about the Selected being some kind of elite force of intelligent civilization, chosen to fight against Universal Evil. So far, the only evil I've seen is the buggy System and the lack of basic sanitary facilities while we're adventuring. Also, it would be a real stretch to describe my companions as "elite". As for all the problems that come with being Selected—well, we can handle them!

Das Gesetz des Dschungels besagt: Jeder kämpft für sich allein! Dieser Grundsatz gilt nicht nur in der Welt der Menschen, sondern auch im Reich ihrer schlimmsten Widersacher — den Dämonen. Zone Null der Dämonenwelt unterscheidet sich nur wenig von Zone Null der Menschen. Die Ressourcen sind genauso knapp, die Kreaturen genauso bösartig und die Gesetzlosigkeit genauso offensichtlich. Doch wenn es hart auf hart kommt, kennen die Himmel keine Gnade. Wenn Zone Null einer fremden Welt erobert werden muss, gibt es kein Zurück. Schließlich ist der Weg zur Unsterblichkeit nur den Starken vorbehalten.

Hearth—a unique autonomous city existing outside the bounds of any empire. Neither light nor dark. A city-state that has been declared a free economic zone, home to the only portal in the land of the Light capable of communicating with the dark lands.

The obliteration of the settlers' ark hasn’t gone without consequence—the ancients have struck back. Anomalies have vanished, all the higher-ranking Nascent Gods have fallen, and the passage between the Tiers has been sealed. Cultists are on the rise, determined to destroy everything that remains. The world is spiraling into chaos, ruled by a single law: kill or be killed. Yet the Seekers refuse to back down or surrender to fate. When the whole world stands against you, it only means one thing—there will be plenty of spoils!

Seekers occasionally find themselves in situations when a single world no longer suffices. Even as matters remain unfinished in the First Tier of the human realm, the demon world beckons them with all the adventure and peril it has to offer. And one doesn't just go to the demon world for a leisurely stroll. If you need a reason to go, it has to be one like joining the elite school of the Second Circle. And if there are enemies to be made, they should be the kind that make shivers run down your spine.

Zu seiner Überraschung stellt Maximilian Walewski fest, dass er plötzlich viel freie Zeit hat – Zeit, die er sogar für ein Studium nutzen kann. Er will alle Feinheiten der Runenkunst erlernen, der beste Schüler von Magister Meram werden und der Welt seinen Stempel aufdrücken! Das alles klingt zunächst wie ein Traum, doch die Realität holt ihn schnell ein. Padischah Bayazid der Dritte will sich persönlich mit Maximilian treffen, und unser Held muss unvorstellbare Dinge tun, um zu überleben.

Ein Scheck über eine Milliarde Credits. Der Preis schien für immer verloren, doch nun funkelt er wieder vor ihren Augen und zieht unser Pärchen magisch an. Die Piraten, die Uldaner, die Zatrathi - all das spielt jetzt keine Rolle mehr. Das endgültige Ziel ist so nah. Sie müssen nur noch die Hand ausstrecken und es ergreifen. Doch das Glück wird sich Chirurg nicht kampflos hingeben. Es kommt nur zu denen, die sich beweisen.

What does it feel like to have the whole world know they owe you their salvation? Is it pride? A realization of your own greatness against the backdrop of anonymity? There are lots of possibilities, only none of them describe what actually happened. Instead of becoming the savior, Leg Ondo was made a mockery. The being governing the planet forbade his totems and chosen people to talk about the battle. And that left the world confused. What did the Brown Bear Clan do to deserve the goodies that came pouring down on it? Should they be knocked off the pedestal they recently climbed atop?

Zul'var's altar is no more. In one fell swoop, it was destroyed, Leg Ondo lost his shot at becoming a full-fledged wizard, and Liara Slick disappeared without a trace. The emperor is doing everything he can to impede the upstart clan's growth. A mysterious wizard following Bashorg is filling Brown Bear lands with terrifying demons. And then there's the academy and final exams.

Was könnte mehr Spaß machen als ein Weltraumabenteuer? Kapitän Chirurg kennt die Antwort - Weltraumpiraterie! Plündern, rauben, brandschatzen und das ganze Diebesgut verkaufen - das ist das Motto der Piraten von Galaktogon, und Chirurg tut sein Bestes, um sich ihnen anzuschließen.

Zwölf Spieler begeben sich auf eine Reise durch die Online-Welt von Galactogon, angelockt durch den enormen Gewinn, den die Spieleigentümer versprechen. Die Frage ist: Wer wird lange genug leben, um seine Geschichte erzählen zu können? Wer von den zwölf Spielern ist ein potenzieller Held - und wer wird zum Verräter? Wer von ihnen wird die Schwachen verteidigen und wer wird zum ultimativen Herrscher des Bösen? Ritter oder Feigling? Jeder und jede der Zwölf wird sich entscheiden müssen. Sie alle werden ein Pokerface aufsetzen.

His initiation complete, Leg knew he had to prove himself worthy of the gift his totem had given him. The boy was facing a long and difficult journey to dangerous lands. Meanwhile, those with eyes set on ruling the Northern Empire were also making their move. But what was most important to Leg? His personal advancement or the integrity of the empire? Of course, it was possible the two priorities were inseparable, especially since a true wizard had been introduced to the world.

Death had only ever been a small misunderstanding for the high mage. After his seventh reincarnation, he'd begun thinking of it differently, viewing it as nothing more than a slight hiccup in his plans. But he'd forgotten one thing: When those plans get in the way of those higher up the ladder, punishment is soon to follow. And one more death brought faint consolation.