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    Venia Online: A LitRPG Saga
    Venia Online: A LitRPG Saga
    Venia Online: A LitRPG Saga
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    Venia Online: A LitRPG Saga

    By A.E. Eagle

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    What would you do if you woke up in a strange world which has three moons?
    What if you had no memory of how you got there?


    And what would you do, upon realizing that you are in a world manifests itself to you in the form of a videogame?



    The world of Venia promises action, adventure, mystery, intrigue, and danger at every turn.


    With the Dread King rising, the knights tired of fighting, the rogues resorting to kidnapping, and the mages rapidly declining, it is up to a modern day young man to navigate through this mad world of magic and beasts and deception - whether he wants to or not.


    This book contains violent imagery that is not suitable for children.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLITRPG PUB
    Release dateJan 9, 2019
    ISBN9781717786562
    Venia Online: A LitRPG Saga

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      Venia Online - A.E. Eagle

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      Prologue

      HE HAD NEVER quite seen the stars before.

      His gaze turned upwards, staring, the brilliant lights of the stars overwhelmed his entire vision, blinking, twinkling, and wondrous lights that stood in utmost stark contrast to the darkness that surrounded him, the darkness that claimed everything. He could feel himself become breathless, especially as he looked upon the stars, and looked beyond the clouds, and gazed at all that nature had to offer.

      Except, once the awe of staring at the clouds had immediately worn off, he realized he had found himself in a dilemma.

      How did I get here?

      He started blinking, staring down at his form, his pale skin easily visible and a shiver ran through him as he realized immediately that he was wearing no clothes whatsoever. Strangely, he did not feel embarrassment at his form, just a form of lingering curiosity, as though his nakedness was not a crime, as though it were not something worth being ashamed or troubled about. The grounds were chilled and the grass on his bare buttocks felt refreshing, especially as his gaze extended out into the clouds.

      He brought his hands in front of his eyes, staring at the phalanges, smooth, unblemished, and clear phalanges, as he balled them into a fist, and immediately, another question was spurn forth directly into his mind.

      "Where is here?"

      Bewildered, he stood, gazing around his surroundings, his eyes immediately taking in the sights all around him, luscious green grass, bushes and numerous canopies. There were trees, short and stump and they did not do anything to obscure the brilliant night sky and the stars that lay before him, but somehow seemed to add a more comfortable and chilly atmosphere to the surroundings. The weather was cold, slowly reaching freezing temperatures, and a brief mist of breath appeared before his face, making him frown as he tried to understand how the trees where still luscious and green, vibrant despite the temperature indicating that it was Autumn, or Early Winter.

      Shaking his head, he turned his gaze around him, as far as he could tell, he was the only animal organism that was around. He instead turned his gaze to the trees, searching for landmarks and guides, and none of the lands or anything else so much as sung familiarly in his vision, and he began to realize that nothing sang familiarly in his vision.

      His immediate question that followed, was one that he should have asked immediately.

      Who… am I?

      Nothing came to mind. Not a single recalling memory – of people, of events, of places – nothing. Instead, all he could conjure up was memories of objects and other forms of statistical data. He could calculate what a hundred and forty one multiplied by sixty was, and he knew the difference between carnivores, herbivores and omnivores, and what things like rubber, glass, and plastic were supposed to be – but he did not know how he knew these things.

      He belatedly moved one foot forward, only to freeze as he felt his legs step on an object, a small, cold object.

      Belatedly, time seemed to have crawled to a frigid, stop. The world around him began to grow sluggish, the movement of trees slowed down in a hypnotic manner, the wind became a slow gentle breeze, allowing his eyes to catch the way the grass leaned and bowed against the air, swaying, turning, and all at once, a feeling of ice prickled down from his feet.

      Slowly, he stepped back, bewildered, stunned, as time seemed to have returned to its normal manner. The winds blew furiously, the leaves flapped wildly, and everything was the manner in which he remembered it.

      Odd.

      Staring, he stared at the small object he had stepped on, realizing it to be a locket. He could have sworn that the locket was not in front of his vision earlier, but had seemingly appeared on its own. Gingerly, he picked it up, yet, the weird sensation of the world slowing down to a crawl did not return. Instead he observed it, noticing that the round object looking to be made of the metal he could identify as gold, and it had him wondering what a solid gold locket was doing just lying on the ground next to him.

      He held the object in his palm, his fingers trailing across it, until he was somehow able to feel the grooves imbedded into the side of the object, the smooth manner in which they were engraved easily identifiable to him as the letters ‘X’ and ‘I’.

      He could identify it as the roman numerals for ‘Eleven’.

      Slowly, his fingers pushed against the nucleus of the letter ‘X’ and the locket gave a lurch, snapping open with a small amount of steam emitting from the device, which almost had him tossing it away in caution. He didn’t however, and instead, the locket rose open, and what followed was immediately a giant blue screen that came out in the manner of a hologram.

      Welcome Numeral Eleven!

      Your designated Race has been selected as: Human.

      Your designated Class is: Undetermined.

      Previous information about your experiences has been removed, as per the agreements you signed.

      He stared at the words, slightly disbelieving what he was seeing. The agreements he had signed? He had signed up some form of agreement to remove any and all memories about his own life? Why in the world would he have done something like that?

      Your Quest has commenced Numeral Eleven.

      Advance in power, evolve, and complete the challenge.

      The world is yours once more Numeral Eleven, let your legacy restart here.

      Questions ran through his mind, but before any could be answered, the loud sounds of growling echoed through the forest. He turned, looking through the bushes and thickets, until he spotted them, wild, red, glowing eyes, at least a dozen set, all of them gazing at him intently, hungrily, watching his every move.

      Instinct made him take a step back.

      Fear made him run.

      The sound of loud howling echoed throughout the forest, followed by the continuous sounds of barks and roars, and different growls that spurred him to run forward, to run faster, whilst at the same time, his mind remained completely baffled.

      Challenge? What challenge where they talking about? The information being given by the locket was extremely vague and it seemed to be that way, as the holographic screen blanked out for a moment, before it immediately became filled with zeroes and ones.

      Integrating Player Code…

      Loading Player Code...

      Confirmation Code: Advent.

      Merging Player UI

      Odd, warm pain rocked up his skin as the locket seemed to superheat instantly, forcing him to growl out as it immediately turned liquid, draping all over his right hand. He didn’t stop running, ignoring the pain as the sounds of the growls grew closer, and the sound of numerous rapid footsteps racing towards him in pursuit.

      The molten gold seared his skin, before circling itself round and round on his palm, making him hiss as it seared unto his right palm, the letters XI.

      Belatedly, he turned around, staring to see the form of the creatures which were chasing him, only to find nothing, to see nothing, yet, the growls and snarls grew larger, and heavy thudding steps of numerous beasts did not recede in the slightest.

      Were they invisible? He cursed, lost in his thought as he was, he tripped over a stray root, finding himself rolling down the forests, and naked as it was, he let out a stream of expletives each time his form was scratched or wounded by nature.

      Eventually, he came to a stop, breathing heavily, sore and scratched and blistered, itching all over, he found himself cursing whatever stupid fate this was.

      Slowly, he stared at his right palm, the palm which had previously held the golden locket, which now had the Roman Numeral ‘XI’ permanently branded on it. Clenching his palm, the familiar blue hologram reappeared, but this time, it appeared directly in front of his eyes, doing so in a flashing manner, and filled with several words and other sorts of information.

      Name: N/A

      Level: 1

      EXP: 0/1000

      HP: 100/100

      MP: 100/100

      Titles: N/A

      Vocation Rank: Rookie

      Fame: Unknown [0/100]

      The words continued to flash in his vision, causing his eyes to widen as he found himself able to understand what they meant, despite not knowing how he knew what they meant. Health Points, Mana Points, Experience and Levels – he knew all of these terms, and he knew what they implied. These were videogame terminology, terms he found himself surprisingly connected to, yet, he did not understand the roots of these connections.

      Was he – was he in a videogame? Was all of this supposed to be some strange game? A game that was so realistic he could feel every blister and every scratch and every wound on his form? How had he gotten here?

      His answer was a loud, stiff growl, which made him stiffen instantly, as the ground beside had the imprints of a beast, of a creature he could not see, yet, it’s stinking foul breath, hot and acrid, bathed down on his face, and something wet splattered on his cheek.

      Then, the creature, positioned above him, invisible as it was, let out a roar,

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