Earth: An RPG
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  • Reads 6,504
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  • Parts 47
  • Time 6h 15m
Ongoing, First published Feb 16, 2018
The world has turned into an RPG game. Many have decided to ignore it but some embrace it. I hope you enjoy. 

Additional Information: Hi, so I am the main writer of this story but I just felt the need to point out that I am not doing this alone so credit given where credit is due, I also wanted to point out a few things:
Firstly, this story takes a lot of inspiration from a webcomic called The Gamer, you should check it out, it's really cool. Secondly, this story will be put together by not only me but about 9 other people that also supported me and gave me enough material to where I felt comfortable with making this story. Thirdly, I want to point out that any art you may see in this story has not been stolen. Among the 9 people helping me there are 6 people that are illustrating this book and they have agreed to help me. Speaking of which I want to thank said people, illustrators and non illustrators for making this story. Their names and/or profiles will be placed in this description if they so wish. Well that's really it so without further delay, enjoy!
Main Writer: AlexiesR1
Copy Editor: sofii_773
Illustrator: 888Ari888
Illustrator: Yemi_S_M
Illustrator and Editor: Chika-chan_13
Illustrator: hailey_360_
Illustrator: 11fangirl11
Editor: RLT2000OtakuGamer
Editor: Jorgito254
Editor: dieguitopr15/dieguitopr155
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"Who are you?" I demand. The boy in front of me replies, "That's not how this works, love." I freeze. That phrase. That voice. It can't be. I look up but he's just a cloaked silhouette. The rustling stops when boys surrounding us step from their hiding spots and light lanterns. Every single one of them masked and cloaked. Except the one in front of me. The lamps lit, and I see his face. "Whoa," slips from my lips as I stare at the boy in front of me. His eyes widen and his jaw almost, just almost, drops. With his guard down for that one instant I lose all fear and gain control. "You!" I yell suddenly overflowing with anger. My stomach heats with rage. I fight to stand, stronger this time with anger as fuel. He backs up, his breath increasing. Obviously, uneasy, I take it as a win and almost stand all the way. "You. What are you doing here? How did you find this place!" He switched to angry. "You! You're the reason! They put me back because of you! It was all cause of you! It was your fault! All of it!" I'm so angry I yell only what I can. My thoughts flying through my head I can only yell unexplained nonsense. I've never felt anger like this before. The red glow lightly pours off my own skin and I take notice to it. I compare it to the glow coming off of him. Suddenly, it's an instinct to allow the anger to explode and in doing so the red glow is taken from his chest as I absorb it all and throw it out in all directions. I yank down away from the boy holding me just as the red glow gets sucked from him, absorbed into my hands, and then thrown out in a sphere of red glow. All boys stumbling but not by much and the one holding me gets knocked back, I'm free. "You die now, Peter Pan!"