Alan had just finished his algebra class and was siting in one of the campus lounges. He currently had his phone out with the Mythical Legends app open.

Enea, “Aaron when are you going to come back?”

Alan, “later today I still have another class in about two hours.”

Laee, “Aaron it’s boring with out you.”

Alan, “Well I do have other things I need to do outside Mythical Legends.”

Kris, “What’s Mythical Legends?”

Alan, “Oh right that’s what we call your world.”

Kris, “but that’s not what our world is called.”

Alan, “what do you mean?”

Alan had begun to think that the goddesses where no normal AI or that the games AI were a lot more advanced then anyone knew.

Enea, “We call our world Posterus Mundus.”

Alan remembered hearing the word Mundus somewhere before. He grabbed out his laptop to look up the words. After looking through a number of Google’s results he found the definition for the words. Posterus Mundus meant future world in Latin.

Alan, “why would someone call it future world?!”

Kris, “that’s what its always been called so I do not know.”

Alan, “well I should probably work on my homework.”

Laee, “what is home work.”

Kris, “is it a form of house work?”

Enea, “can you tell us what it is Alan.”

Alan did a face palm before answering, “Home work is assignments or work to do outside of class.”

Kris, “so you are a scholar?”

Laee, “that doesn’t sound fun.”

Alan pulled up the program on his computer and entered his login.

Alan, “In a way yes. Where I come from we are suppose to study a number of things when we are young to prepare for our futures.”

Enea, “That sounds interesting but what does it prepare you for?”

Alan, “well they usually do the basics of what you need in life. We learn how to read and write. There is also Math and science. But I can tell you more later, right now I need to work on my math homework.”

Enea, “Do you think I can help?”

Alan, “sure do you know how to work algebra problems.”

Enea, “That’s easy…”

She started to talk about a number of math problems that Aaron did not understand.

Laee, “Oh great there she goes again. I hate math.”

Kris, “well I’ll talk to you later I have some things I need to do.”

Laee, “sounds like a good Idea I’m going to go drink.”

Alan, “see you two later.”

Enea, “hay Aaron can you show me the problems you are working on?”

Alan, “sure give me a sec.”

He opened up his current Homework Assignment and turned the phones camera to it.”

Enea, “Oh now these are some nice problems.”

Alan, “I see you like math.”

Enea, “I love to work out problems.”

Alan, “Well I usually never understand how to work them out.”

Enea, “ok then I’ll take you step by step.”

Alan, “thanks!”

Enea slowly took Alan through the problems step by step. Soon with her help he was able to understand it and be able to finish them in half the time it usually takes.

___ _ ___

Hercules and his two followers had finally founded a guild with a number of other Player killers. They called themselves Proditor’s of Tellus. Their guild had taken control of a number of roads robbing players and NPCs that traveled them.

Hercules, “Ah what a nice find.”

He was searching the pile of goods that he had just taken from a tired out part retuning from a dungeon raid.

Mage, “Oh this is a nice book.”

He picked up a black tome from the ground. He started to flip through the book stopping on a page.

Mage, “Hay Hercules this book has a sub class!”

Hercules turned to him.

Hercules, “what class is it?”

Mage, “The Great One’s disciples. Hay this is connected to that Event that’s going on in the Deathly Isles!”

Prisoner, “Give those back! That book is part of my quest.”

Hercules, “Oh and what would that quest be.”

Prisoner, “I was sent by the Church of Aine to find and destroy that book.”

Hercules, “Well not anymore this here book is ours.” He quickly turned to the knight, “Chionis can you take care of the prisoner.”

Chionis, “With pleaser boss.”

Chionis walked over to the prisoners and started to stab them with his sword repeatedly. One by one they disintegrated leaving almost nothing.

Mage, “boss this class has nice abilities.”

Hercules grabbed the book and read through the class section.

Hercules, “nice! Ok everyone we are going to take this class.”

His greedy Guild members all smiled with glee at being able to try out a new class. One by one the guild members took the class as the last one finished they all began to glow. As the glowing stopped they noticed they where somewhere else.

Crazed, “Ah some new recruits.”

Hercules, “Are you the Great Lord?”

Mot, “No he is not! The great lord does not meet with just anyone. If you wish to meet him you will have to rise through the ranks. So you will just have to deal with us.”

Chionis, “Ah what is that thing?”

Hercules, “It’s a demon so be careful.”

Chionis, “oh ok boss.”

Crazed, “Well I’ll let you deal with the recruits Mot. I need to go head to the Underworld to take care of One of the fallen giving us trouble.”

Mot, “Are you really going to leave me here with these idiots?!”

Crazed, “Their no worse then the undead, On second thought they may be worse. Well have fun Mot.”

Crazed left the chamber with the guild and Mot let starring after him. Chionis was not even paying attention and just kept scratching his butt.

Mot, “Well its time to see what you guy can do. We are going to be heading for the Deathly Isles to take care of some pests.”

Mage, “Oh great, I’ve heard bad things about that place.”

Hercules, “well we can just leave!”

Mot, “Quite your whining.”

The Guild sensed the hostility and stood up straighter or shied away. Some tried looked for a way to escape.

Mot, “oh and by the way no one can leave the Great Lords service, not even in death.”

Some of the guild members began to look at their stat windows. Their stats where increased from the sub class but the class could not be removed.

Hercules, “What are we going to do in the deathly Isles.”

Mot, “No more questions but this I will Answer. We are going after the fallen Aaron and his companions.”

Hercules began to grin as he thought about what he was going to do to Aaron when he got his hands on him.

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Kevril, Merlin, Ali, and Marcella along with a few members of their guild had finally discovered a new dungeon.

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Merlin, “Kevril our efforts have paid off!”

Kevril, “I’m glad we are the first to find this dungeon.”

Kevril believed that there was some connection to Aarons Goddesses and the Great Lord in here somewhere.

Ali, “I hate dark places!”

Marcella, “I bet you would not be so frightened if Aaron was here.”

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Ali, “Hay that not true!”

Merlin, “well you two have me and of course Kevril to look after you.”

Marcella, “Oh really and who is the one with their legs shacking.”

Merlin’s legs were shaking back and forth and look like he might collapse.

Merlin, “I’m not afraid! I’m excited at what we will find.”

Kevril, “yah right merlin.”

They continued to go in with their rouges and scouts in the front to take care of traps and spot ambushes.

The first monsters they came across where goblins.

Kevril, “they look easy enough.”

Merlin, “I can take care of them if you like.”

Kevril, “no we’ll do this together. Ali you and Merlin along with the other mages and cleric will use buffs and healing on us. Shield users will go in front while tanks will go around the sides.”

Marcella, “what about the rest of us?”

Kevril, “the archers, rogues, and scouts will cover us and keep an eye out for other groups of monsters.”

Marcella, “That sounds like a good plan but I wish I could have a little more action.”

Kevril, “don’t worry Marcella there will be more.”

Marcella, “hopefully.”

They all moved to their positions as a few scouts drew in the group of goblins.

Kevril, “Shield users forward.”

The two rows of twenty shield users moved forward. As the goblins came into the closer they started to pound their shields with their swords. The sound echoed around the chamber and down the near by passages making the goblins slow at the sight of the shield wall.

Kevril, “Archers ready.”

Marcella, “always!”

Kevril, “fire!”

The archers fired on the stunned goblins causing them to go into a frenzy. As the flight of arrows ended most of the goblins remained but where now enraged and charged at the shield wall.

The goblins started to attack the shield wall while a few tried to jump over them.

Kevril, “Tanks positions.”

The tanks and heavy hitters moved to flank the goblins. Soon the goblins where being cut down as if they where bails of wheat. As they continued to hack away at them another group of goblins came from a side passage to crash into the backs of the guild.

Marcella, “they are attacking from the rear.”

Kevril, “rogues cover the shield users!”

They quickly tuned to face the new group of Goblins while a few of the tanks moped up the first group of goblins. As they started to cut a number of the goblins down a third group came in from the opposite passage.

Merlin, “Kevril we’re surrounded.”

Kevril looked around to see the guilds formation finally crumble.

Kevril, “Mage’s use fire ball!”

The Mages started to cast fireball into the mass of goblins. The explosions sent a number of them flying while others disintegrated on impact.

Kevril was forced to fight through the Goblins to gather the guild back into some form of organized resistance. As he took ones head off he came across Marcella and a few other archers shooting rapidly into the goblins while a few swordsmen where holding the goblins back.

Kevril, “Marcella are you alright?!”

Marcella, “this is the most fun I’ve had in a long time.”

She continued to shot one goblin after another with critical hits from hitting vital spots.

They continued to work on this group of goblins when merlin and a number of other players attacked from the rear launching fireballs.

Merlin, “goblins make good ingredients. Keep at it soon we will have enough to make a large amount of bombs and poisons.”

Kevril, “having fun merlin!”

Merlin pushed his glasses up, “always.”

As the group of goblins was finished off Ali came over with the clerics and the rest of the guild.

Ali, “those things where disgusting!”

Marcella, “oh come on now Ali was it really that bad.”

Rogue, “you should have seen it at first she was just running away from them. Then after one touched her she turned around and started hammering them with her staff. Eventually she was chasing a small group of them around.”

Merlin, “I wish I could have seen that.”

Ali, “shut up I could not stand their filth.”

Marcella, “There, there Ali there’s no need to worry anymore.”

Kevril, “did we lose anyone?”

Beowulf, “I noticed Poison Taco ran down the passage ahead of us with a few goblins on his tail.”

Ali, “we lost one of the clerics who got to far from the group.”

Marcella, “looks like we are missing Bullseye.”

Kevril, “Anyone else?!”

Merlin, “It looks like we only lost the three.”

Marcella, “that’s not bad considering how disorganized that became.”

Merlin, “I’m guessing we drew in the goblin bands due to the shields men pounding their shields.”

Kevril, “you may be right it would reach far enough to bring in more. Well it’s a good fear tactic though it did not work well this time.”

The guild reorganized while gathering the loot. Soon they headed off down the passage after Poison Taco. They eventually found him on top of a boulder looking over some of his items while a few goblins where trying to reach him.

Beowulf, “We should just leave him up there.”

Poison Taco, “hay that’s not fare!”

He quickly put away his item and stood up.

Beowulf, “but you ran off to save your own skin.”

Poison Taco, “come on I was cut off from you guys and my health was low.”

Kevril, “well is your health back up then.”

Poison Taco nodded, “its almost at max again.”

The goblins had noticed the guild and where charging at them.

Marcella, “yes more XP!”

She shot off a few arrows while merlin shot a fireball. The goblins where gone in seconds.

Beowulf, “you should have let him get out of that by himself.”

Kevril, “we are a guild that looks out for each other.”

Beowulf, “fine but it he does this again I’m not helping him out.”

Kevril just shook his head before leading the guild further into the dungeon. As they when further in they came upon a massive door with old runes on it.

Kevril, “Merlin can you decipher it?”

Merlin, “This is ancient writing it may take some time.”

Merlin put his hand on one of the runes. As he moved his palm along it while taking a book out it began to glow.

Ali, “Is it supposed to do that?”

Kevril, “it may be a trap”

Merlin, “I don’t think…”

A voice came out of nowhere.

Laee, “You have stepped into the Sentinels Trial grounds. Beware those who venter in… this is annoying I just want to drink mead. Well you will face a number of difficult challenges… bla bla bla. Oh and if you fail you may not take this test again that is all. Mead, Mead, Mead, the drink of the gods…”

The guild just stood there starring at the door as it opened.

Merlin, “do you think that there was any meaning to those words?”

Kevril, “who knows I heard from Aaron that one of his companions sings a similar tune.”

Ali, “She makes me think of the dwarves.”

The guild just starred at her.

Ali, “what?!”