Guild Wars Novels & Stories

Daniel laid there a little longer before he went back into the living room. The fire was low, throwing more firewood in the fireplace, he sat near it. Daniel needed to get back to his planet before the girls got comfortable here, he would come back when he knew the planet was ready for them. The last time he tried bringing them there, the war started early, and many died including Gabriela and Abey. “You think they can pull off saving this world again?” Adrian a Dark Council member spoke walking out of the darkness of the corner.

Crafters pushed their bodies and poured their souls in making weapons while the rest fought to the bitter end, finally pushing back the onslaught of golems. David couldn't understand what was happening, but at least the pain subsided tremendously. Without him noticing, a small smile perched itself on his face. But as quickly as it came, it went away. The war was one of two fronts: The blood Forest and the Acid swamp. The first was against animals and the second against giant-sized reptiles and insects. With the appearance of the Forest and its puppets, there were not enough people in the swamp. That eventually bit them in the butt.

I was getting pumped and excited about this. “Werewolf Guild, on me!!” Another voice flowed after. Several actual werewolves followed an old man to the center of the stadium. “Vampire Guild, on me!” Another voice blared into the sky. Soon, several more battle cries came from different creatures. The troll guild, fairy guild, mage guild, orc guild, and many other guilds came to our aid. As they all showed up I started to get worried again. This feeling of triumph went away, and fear started to take over. If all of these guilds and armies were gathering, how bad is this battle going to be? The magnitude of it all at the moment was immense. I started to wonder, how many were going to die today

We found the guild at the center of town. It was a large building, three stories tall, with a sign carved from bone hanging above the door. The symbol on the sign was a clenched fist inside a circle. The Mercenary Guild. Neutral ground, according to the jade. A place where all species could gather to find work, provided they followed the rules. The rules were simple. No fighting inside the guild hall. No stealing from other members. No killing anyone who had paid their dues. Outside the guild hall, anything went.

Then, Wynton waved two fingers, and countless planets flew in from all directions. The shining stars formed one group, while the non-shining stars formed another. James watched without reacting. He remembered playing a game of chess against unorthodox sect powerhouses at the Wuia Holy Temple. Compared to that, this current game was less grand. “This is a duplicate of the Greater Realms,” Wynton pointed to the chessboard in the void and said, “Let's decide the battle's outcome through a Great War. Each of us will control a side and kill according to chess rules.”

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After all, it was safer to avoid these kinds of situations rather than fighting back and getting seriously hurt. But that flame in her wouldn’t go away. In fact, it flared up when she heard that this was one of Nightmare’s goons. Nightmare was the callsign of one of the many griefers who played Bellum Aeterna. He and his wholly demented gang of griefers very often harassed and killed other players, wherever they went. They never helped anyone, or even engaged in actual, proper PVP. They just went around and randomly ganged up on people just to get them angry. All because it brought them great enjoyment to do so.

I lunged. The corporate tower is gone, but the "Auto-System" has sent a "Default Pack" of glitching white wolves to replace Elara’s family! It’s a war for the very soul of the forest. Can the "Original" Silver Moon Pack defeat a "System-Generated" army that doesn't feel pain and doesn't know how to die?**

Note to self: Ask Adrian who they were later. With nothing else to do, I spent the day reading a book on my phone but got bored and ended up playing different video games, or—more accurately—getting my ass handed to me in a game called ‘Warzone Legion Xr’. A hyper-realistic shooting game that puts players into an underground warzone where criminals, assassins, and mercenaries fight for their freedom, using everything from different weapons and strategic sabotage, very Antonio-like. I kept losing to a player called WadeSlasher, and somewhere between our eighth or ninth match, I discovered, each loss cost me three thousand dollars.

I was dumbfounded, and I didn't understand why the Warriors didn't support each other against Rogues but slaughter each other. Elias clenched his fist. "Because they want to compete for the top spot. As I said, this is no longer a contest; it's more like a real war, and only the winner is the last one standing. Moreover, in the process of fighting with Rogues, warriors will kill them and steal the silver fangs that are worn around their necks. By the end of the third day, whoever is alive and has the most gamblers becomes the winner. So the warriors would hide in the forest to save their strength, usually until the last day they showed up and slaughtered each other."