検索キーワード： 著者 "Alex Toxic" すべてのカテゴリー

„Ehre ist das wahre Maß eines Menschen.“ Nach diesem Grundsatz baute ich ein mächtiges Reich auf, vereinte zerstrittene Länder und vernichtete die größte Bedrohung unserer Welt. Ich starb, wie es sich für einen wahren Krieger gehört: im Kampf. Doch statt die wohlverdiente Ruhe zu erhalten, erwachte ich an der Grenze eines fremden Königreichs, im Körper eines adlig geborenen Ausgestoßenen—mit einem Strick um den Hals.

At fourteen I was crowned champion of the VR Gladiator Games. By eighteen I was unloading junk at a warehouse without a penny to my name. Girls used to chase me. Now they wrinkle their noses in disgust. Life has given me a chance to make a comeback. But in this game, it's either triumph or perish!

Magical battles alone will not rid the world of Abomination. The necromancer prince Maximilian Richter sets out in search of knowledge that will help create new magical technologies. The Great Clans have been keeping a secret for centuries, and now it's time to reveal the truth. The planet will be healed from blight. The other Princes want to interfere with this healing, but Max now has a new weapon. Could it be . . . а dragon?!

Mages live longer than regular people. Some of them live a thousand years before they even start to grow up. Otherwise, they'd know fighting necromancers was futile. We do not fear death; for us, it's all in a day's work. My enemies want to crush my little clan by overwhelming us with numbers, but even our schoolchildren are as good as a whole army of professional warriors. There's a great war coming. And, strange as it may seem, the necromancers will be the ones fighting for the side of life!

Dieses Spiel ändert sich täglich. Es lernt, wird besser, intelligenter. Hier kämpfe ich nicht nur gegen andere Spieler, sondern gegen die ganze Spielwelt. Wie soll ich vorgehen? Allein oder als Anführer einer Armee? Aufleveln oder das Netz der Intrigen entwirren? Auch wenn ich nur ein ganz normaler Student bin, in diesem Spiel gehöre ich zu den besten Kämpfern, die es gibt. Über Champions und Mobs konnte ich schon oft genug triumphieren—jetzt jedoch muss ich mich mit den Göttern messen.

"All tricks and games amount to nothing in the face of absolute power." This is the principle I live by, cutting ties where others would start scandals. My village has become a bastion of strength, attracting allies and enemies alike. The daughter of my enemy seeks my protection. Spies of...

Mit vierzehn war ich stolzer Champion der Virtuellen Gladiator Games. Mit achtzehn hatte ich keinen Pfennig in der Tasche und schuftete in einem Warenlager. Früher konnte ich mich vor Mädchen kaum retten. Jetzt rümpften sie verächtlich die Nasen, wenn sie mich nur sahen. Das Leben gab mir die Chance zu einem Comeback. Doch in diesem Spiel heißt es Triumph oder Untergang!

In the game, I've become the right hand of the Goddess of Death, and in real life, a board member of a major Corporation. Sounds cool, right? Except now there's a bounty on my head, while in the game, the AI is devouring players' minds. If I don't solve this mystery soon, I'll be next. To win...

"Honor is the true measure of a man." On this principle, I built a powerful empire, united disparate lands, and destroyed the greatest threat to our world. I died as a true warrior should: in battle. But instead of being granted a well-earned rest, I awoke on the border of a foreign kingdom, in the body of a noble-born outcast—with a noose around my neck.

"Power is given to those who are willing to accept responsibility." My village expands, my men master martial arts, and my magic grows ever stronger. But my enemies are also hard at work—an interrogator spreading false accusations, a monster hunting down the innocent, and a highborn countess...

The past never dies, it only lies in wait. The necromancers are awakening an ancient power. The lines between different epochs are blurring. While his enemies weave their deceitful web, Maximilian Richter invokes an ally who remembers a pre-abomination world. Lives are the pieces in this chess game. Those who do not fear death—it's their move.

A revolution is afoot in Sparta! And not just any revolution: an industrial revolution. Water wheels and mechanical hammers have come to replace primitive labor. That means more ploughs in the fields and more arms for the soldiers. After all, the enemy grows by the day, too...

Der Nekromanten-Clan machte das, was er am besten konnte: Chimären erschaffen und die Ausgeburten der Befleckung töten. Aber das, was für die einen wie eine Bedrohung für die ganze Welt aussah, war für andere zu einem erfolgreichen Geschäftsmodell geworden. Deswegen sah sich Max Richter nicht nur mit Kreatiuren der Herde, sondern auch mit Monstern in menschlicher Gestalt konfrontiert.

This game changes every day. It learns, improves, gets smarter. In here, I'm up against not only other players, but the entire game world. What to choose? To go it alone or at the head of an army? To level up or unravel the web of intrigue? I may be an ordinary student, but in this game, I'm one of the best fighters alive. I've triumphed over champions and monsters in the past. But I'm about to face the Gods.

I had lain down in my crypt to rest for a few decades, but when I awoke, centuries had passed. My castle is in ruins, my clan is gone, and necromancers are considered just a fairy tale for children. They take me for a healer. That's because the world is sick. And it's time for strong medicine.

From each according to ability, to each according to U-credit! The slogan of Sparta! "United points", the currency created by the guileful System. Lord Leo is building an inimitable just government, the only one around. Other Lords look upon him with anger and greed. They aren't just looking, either: blades and spears sharpen behind his back, desperate to bring a stop to the glorious rampage of the Spartans across the new world.

Vor tausend Jahren tauchte die Befleckung in der Welt auf. Sie vergiftete die Erde und verwandelte Menschen und Tiere in fürchterliche Mutanten. Nur Nekromanten konnten ihr Einhalt gebieten. Der Richter-Clan stellte sich dieser Bedrohung. Doch wem war er dabei in die Quere gekommen und wer hatte Interesse daran, dass die Welt untergehen würde?

Ich stieg in meine Gruft, um ein paar Jahrzehnte zu ruhen, aber als ich aufwachte, waren Jahrhunderte vergangen. Mein Schloss war zerstört, mein Clan verschwunden, und Nekromanten hielten alle für ein Ammenmärchen. Man hielt mich für einen Heiler. Aber nur deshalb, weil die Welt krank war. Die Zeit für ein wirksames Heilmittel war gekommen.

Planet Earth burns in nuclear flame. But The System was kind and wise enough to transfer all its little humans into a new world. Everyone has been granted a new name, a starting bonus, and a rousing kick up the backside. Some got a sword, some a crown, and me . . . A potato?! How am I supposed to take over the world with this thing? System, are you sure you're so kind and wise after all?

The victors are dividing the spoils of a fallen titan. Max Richter and his compatriots are establishing their rule and redefining the world map. Ancient magic is returning to lands liberated from abomination. But the true enemy is still hiding in the shadows.