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Ivan Morozov has clawed his way to the heights of power and influence where few dare to tread, contending with the Empire's real movers and shakers. And in their world, power needs to be proven daily.

I traveled twenty-two years into the past to change the future and prevent the nightmare that threatens the Earth. I founded the Syndicate, which has by now become the most powerful organization in the world. It comprises the most talented Evolvers humanity has to offer—I selected them personally, guided by the knowledge from the future. I have now assembled a small army of Evolvers under the auspices of the Syndicate to clear the descent from the mountain and reach an incredibly powerful monster—the Silkworm, whose abilities I intend to claim for myself.

Rostislav Grokhotov, an ordinary clerk working for a privately-owned company, just wanted to earn some extra money in the game. He had no specific plans for his new character. Little did he know that his new nickname Rosgard would become the game's next greatest legend. Whose side does one take without becoming a pawn in anyone's game?

I've traveled back twenty-two years to rewrite the future and stop the nightmare threatening Earth. An apocalypse looms, promising total annihilation. No one will be spared. Now the weight of the world rests on my shoulders; I'm the one tasked with changing everything. I have come back to the past, and in five days, on the twenty-sixth of April, the day of reckoning will arrive. The event that will happen will be known as the Eclipse in the future. It will divide the history of the Solar System into a before and after.

I cheated death itself and returned to the glorious city on the Neva, the one we built together with the Czar. Three hundred years have passed, and everything has changed. I've awakened in the body of a young count with a scandalous reputation. But I am still an artificer. I am home. And I can become even stronger now—just as soon as I deal with a few lingering problems...and put a couple of particularly irritating nobles in their place.

Ten years have passed since the story began. Ivan Morozov is no longer the prey—he has become the hunter. He's done adapting to circumstances—his goal now is to rise above them and shape the world to his will.

The history of our world tends to move along a shallow spiral - when completing a turn, you end up mighty close to where you started. The history of Second World, in contrast, seems to have simplified its path to a ring from which there is no apparent way out. An unforeseen invasion lays waste to whole provinces, prompting the game's most powerful clans to ally with the emperor's guard to stop the monstrous hordes in their tracks. A war erupts that nobody saw coming, shattering the tedium of peaceful life.

Something quite odd is happening in Second World - the planet's foremost MMORPG. Something that's causing alliances to be broken, and friendships, forgotten. A worthless low-level mine becomes the stage of vicious battles, its burned ruins suddenly contested by the game's toughest clans. Every border is controlled, and every road in the province blocked off. The weak players and NPCs alike are subjected to non-stop violent raids courtesy of Eastern invaders. And the strong are scouring the virtual world for the culprit - the weirdest noob the game has ever seen.

Mike Hagen, an American nicknamed "Crybaby", became one of those chosen to be given an augmented reality interface. However, his favorite game was an MMA fighter - possibly, for the reason that he'd never fought in real life, and the interface adapted itself to him.

The Second World is a mire of intrigue; the game's creators have left several back doors permitting them to terminate anyone at will, and an unlikely sequence of events has brought someone unsuspecting into their field of attention. One player has managed to upset the game world's balance, and now he's hunted by everyone. Every clan wants to recruit him for his achievements while other powers want him for their own, more sinister purposes.

The Bohao cultists have just got their noses bloodied—it was hardly fatal, but humiliating all the same. Their leadership has now turned their attention to the Seekers, baffled at how such insignificant pests could have managed to sting them so painfully. Moreover, they couldn't punish the Seekers for their impertinence—those pesky gadflies had already slipped into the demon realm. The Seekers are intent on fighting this infection, and so they mean to track it to its source.

Might is right. This is the primal law of the jungle, and this creed not only rules the animal kingdom, but also shapes the lives of men. Having harnessed the elusive Qi energy, humanity has divided the world into zones and mastered the creation of extraordinary artifacts, edging closer to immortality. Yet, this evolution has only entrenched the fundamental law: power grants privilege. The strongest claim the finest resources as well as the right to rise above others. What chance does an ordinary youth from the neglected zero zone have in such a world?

Rostislav Grokhotov, an ordinary clerk working for a privately-owned company, just wanted to earn some extra money in the game. He had no specific plans for his new character. Little did he know that his new nickname Rosgard would become the game's next greatest legend. Even the game's Creche zone may contain items of interest if you're observant enough. Rosgard's find didn't just change his own life drastically - it enveloped an entire game world in turmoil to boot! The adventuring player becomes a valued prize for Waldyra's leading clans. Our hero has to conceal his real name.

To wage war against the Bohao cultists, who have essentially taken control of both worlds, you need to think strategically. Eliminating the leadership seems logical, but with no access to the central region where the cult's leaders hide, that's a dead end. Hunting down individual cultists would take centuries, and they'd just recruit more in the meantime. So what do we do? The best approach would be to cut off all supply lines of the ancient substance they rely on and destroy every concentration camp where they keep the unfortunates they intend to sacrifice on their altar.

"All or Nothing" is the Seekers' life motto, and they intend to face their final battle guided by the very same principle. Everybody's fates have become woven together in a single point in space and time—the Seekers', the cultists', the demons', and the Taoists' alike. The upcoming battle has the very existence of two worlds at stake, and only Zander and Vyllea can decide what happens next. After all, they embody the Heavens' will. They simply have no right to err.

Rostislav Grokhotov does not want to become anyone's pawn. Therefore, his unexpected acquisition makes him ponder his own goals. Having become the sole owner of a unique spell coveted by top-ranking clans, he no longer wants to go with the flow. That way would only lead to ruin and obscurity. He'd need to go all in-and to have a good plan. With several more contingency plans for good measure. What are the opportunities available to someone in the possession of a unique spell capable of dispelling the veil over the unexplored continent of Zar'Graad?

The Law of the Jungle is clear about one thing—if you cross the high and mighty, you're courting disaster. But even when the Grim Reaper comes knocking for Vyllea of the Urbangos tribe, Seeker Zander isn't going to surrender her without a fight! And for someone prepared to do anything for the one you love, no law in the world can stop you from saving their life. Thus, our Seekers are back in action, facing the First Tier ahead—alluring, brimming with energy, and rife with cultists and ascension schools.

I've traveled twenty-two years into the past to change the future and prevent the nightmare awaiting planet Earth. I've started altering the course of events in the present radically, creating every possible advantage for myself and my family. I need power and influence to save Earth from destruction.

The obliteration of the settlers' ark hasn’t gone without consequence—the ancients have struck back. Anomalies have vanished, all the higher-ranking Nascent Gods have fallen, and the passage between the Tiers has been sealed. Cultists are on the rise, determined to destroy everything that remains. The world is spiraling into chaos, ruled by a single law: kill or be killed. Yet the Seekers refuse to back down or surrender to fate. When the whole world stands against you, it only means one thing—there will be plenty of spoils!

Seekers occasionally find themselves in situations when a single world no longer suffices. Even as matters remain unfinished in the First Tier of the human realm, the demon world beckons them with all the adventure and peril it has to offer. And one doesn't just go to the demon world for a leisurely stroll. If you need a reason to go, it has to be one like joining the elite school of the Second Circle. And if there are enemies to be made, they should be the kind that make shivers run down your spine.