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They’re called the Outsiders, and they’re here for a good time. Humanity’s time. When the apocalypse kicks off hundreds of years too early, the System is still asleep and Earth quickly becomes a chaotic mess of pop-up Dungeons and roaming monsters. With the alien invaders treating the planet’s destruction as a resource-gathering fire sale, things are looking bleak. Connor Keene hoped being shot in the line of duty would be the only low point of his day.

My name is Garren Holt, and I used to be a long-haul trucker with a taste for trashy audiobooks—the kind you're embarrassed to be caught listening to. Now, I'm a Battle Hauler in a world where monsters are real, people have weird powers, and my new rig is a talking donkey with a pink mohawk and an ego the size of a Peterbilt. Oh, and instead of a truck sporting 600HP, I got stuck with a four-wheeled wooden cart.

The Baron Sherazad sent me as far away from Eslant as possible. Now, I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere, in a nest full of enemies, with only a demented mimic and a renegade elf to watch my back.

Tap the cask and mind the Lanes. No favors, no leashes. Opening Night’s epic hangover is interrupted by a shiver that runs through the Hollows. Then, just as we’re recovering, a Smiling Man tries to buy The Butt and Beam from under me. And then a bikini-clad vampire begs me for sanctuary with her angry father on her heels. So, yes. Things are busy. I’m Chris Holloway, Landlord, still the only bloke in Pant-y-Giggles and still learning the Way of the Hollows.

My name is James, but my mom’s the only person that can call me that. To everyone else, I’m JD — a struggling artist, working my fingers to the bone for my shot with one of the big comic book companies. Oh, and I work nights, managing a dive called Judson’s Bar and Grill. I know: the dream life. Things were boring, disappointing, even. Until one fateful night when everything changed.

After having kept my hands to myself for years, It's time to enjoy myself a bit as well with an enemy-turned-ally magician who is as smart as she is beautiful, a bar owner who can equally hold herself in a fight as much as with liquor, and the only other survivor other than myself, a golden-haired healer who's even more damaged than I am. Change looms behind Greystone's colossal walls as guilds vanish, arena fighters wind up dead, and whispers of a great war permeate the streets. My name is Cade, a man driven by vengeance, and I am going to bring it all down!

Chester, as it turns out, is actually a monster god. Unfortunately, we don’t have any time to throw festivals in his honor—the whole world has gone mad and is overflowing with corrupted monsters. His fellow Calamities, enraged that he’d forgotten them, have fused their worlds together in a fit of petty rage. Now, everyone's stuck in a bizarre and dangerous hellscape with corruption overflowing from every dungeon. The strength I’ve gathered isn’t enough.

Not everyone gets a second chance at life. I, however, kind of lucked into mine. Thrust into the body of a dying man, I fought to break free, made a few friends along the way, and started down the long and treacherous path of revenge.

The Great Ones arrived on Earth and conquered us with little bloodshed. They collected our strongest warriors and shipped them off to a world called Hadran—a one-of-a-kind artificial planet, a cosmic gladiatorial arena where the slave races engage in blood sports for the Great Ones' entertainment. But Earth has lost the last of its real champions and now risks losing its candidate status. If that happens, it will become less than a slave colony.

Ein Neuanfang ist nie einfach, aber nach dem lebensrettenden Level-Up freue ich mich auf mein neues Leben. Das Töten von Menschen hat mich noch nie sonderlich interessiert, aber nachdem ich meine Freunde bei einer Monsterjagd an einen Magier und dessen Kumpane verloren habe, muss ich meine Skrupel beiseite legen. Jetzt werde ich der Jäger sein und sie werden die Beute sein. Die Stadt Greystone ist ein bösartiger Ort, der unversöhnlich und opportunistisch ist. Ich werde nicht verzeihen und ich werde jede Gelegenheit nutzen, um stärker zu werden.

I survived a near-death battlefield head injury just to get thrown right back into the meatgrinder. My friends and I survived brigands, beasts, scheming nobles, a rigged tribunal, and oh, more beast! But it wasn’t all bad. My bond with ether helped put part of my fractured mind back together. What did I see? Glimpses of a life lost. A woman I’d failed. But also...a rift forming from the ether convergence. You see, I was there when the collapse started, even though I couldn’t remember.

Frank and his adopted family have plenty of work to do. The guests are thirsty and they want new drinks, the walls yearn for more heads...er, trophies, and his purse dreams of being just a bit fuller. Popularity is never something Frank yearned for, but the club has made him rather important to the Ashpit and its inhabitants. But not everything is roses and sunshine when Frank is invited to a meeting of notable Sankta Varathian club owners. Deals are offered, new faces promise him the world, and gold begins to flow...but as it usually goes, everything that seems to good to be true, usually is.

Mein Name ist James, aber nur meine Mom nennt mich so. Für alle anderen bin ich JD, ein kämpfender Künstler, der sich die Finger wund arbeitet für die Chance, bei einem der großen Comicverlage unterzukommen.Ach ja, und nachts arbeite ich als Manager in einem schäbigen Laden namens Judson’s Bar and Grill. Ich weiß: ein Traumleben.

Frank Gerber isn't happy. At all. Being a bounty hunter sucks. Even more so when it pays very little. What sucks even more is that his client decides to skip payday. A pimp dressed in a frilly pink suit. Can his day turn even worse? It can when polite conversation turns into unabashed violence, and Frank finds himself the new owner of the most rundown joint in the Ashpit. With a mounting debt, not nearly enough booze, and a single bartender in his service, he will have to do... yeah, he doesn't know what yet, but he will eventually find out. Everything can wait.

The more Devin Cain learns about Gaea, the more dangerous it appears. After finding a hidden shard of the broken Demigod Parfanel, Devin has become more powerful than ever—but that same power has also drawn the ire of the Demigods and the System. He's already united humanity and won the dwergar to his side, but even an alliance of thousands won't be enough. When Devin and his friends decide to risk it all and escape Gaea's death games, they'll find themselves in a struggle unlike any they've faced before.

Frank hat es endlich in die große Liga geschafft, obwohl es nicht alles so ist, wie es beworben wurde. Reiche Klubbesitzer wollen Geschäfte machen, Söldnerführer bieten verdächtige Unterstützung an, wütende Götter fordern Gehorsam, und Ork-Kriegsherren bieten gefährliche Freundschaften an. Zu viele Orks, Zwerge, Goblins, Gnome, Menschen und sogar Elfen warten darauf, in die Midnight Bounties zu kommen. Um den Klub zu vergrößern, muss Frank neues Personal finden, den Klub erweitern um mehr Platz zu schaffen, und vor allem braucht er einen weiteren Barkeeper. Aber nicht irgendeinen...

Blut bedeckt den Boden und die Wände des Midnight Bounties. Aber hey, Ragul, der Vampir-Barkeeper, wird heute Abend nicht hungern müssen! Währenddessen werden die Kopfgeldjäger und Söldner, deren Leichen, unter dem Außenklo begraben werden, an ihren Platz erinnert.Frank und sein zusammengewürfeltes Team haben alle Hände voll zu tun.

Wir sind mitten im Nirgendwo gestrandet und Greystone ist nur noch eine schmerzhafte Erinnerung. Und doch hat Tan'Malas, der dunkle Gott, es irgendwie geschafft, vor uns in diesem fremden, neuen Land Fuß zu fassen. Es ist keine leichte Aufgabe, eine neue Heimat zu errichten, doch es gibt kein Zurück mehr. Die fanatischen Kräfte Tan'Malas regieren das Land mit eiserner Faust und halten die Bevölkerung mit Angst und Schrecken unter Kontrolle. Auch uns wollen sie ihren Willen aufzwingen.

Leider haben wir keine Zeit, ihm zu Ehren ein Fest zu feiern – die ganze Welt ist verrückt geworden und wird von korumpierten Monstern bedroht. Borealis war unglaublich wütend, dass Chester sie vergessen hat und in einem Anfall von Trotz hat er unsere Welten miteinander verschmolzen. Jetzt stecken wir alle in einer bizarren und gefährlichen Höllenlandschaft fest, in der die Verderbnis aus jedem Dungeon strömt. Die Kraft, die ich gesammelt habe, reicht nicht aus, um dieser Katastrophe Herr zu werden.