Conor Malachi

Ominous obelisks land on Earth with a single message: Join the games to give humanity a fighting chance to survive... Or roll over and die. Too bad for them, Warren isn't the rolling-over type.

Warren is kicking butt in the games... and his cancer is kicking his butt, right back! In order for humanity to survive, they need Warren. Now, it's time for the team to risk it all to help him heal. There's more tower to conquer, alien planets to explore, and giant squid thingies to kill...

End game. This is it—everything the humans have been working on will either save them… or lead to every last human being dying. Warren's good with that. What he's not good with is Ani, Raven, Andy, Louise, and Buck dying. Warren is not good with that.

They saved the town. Now they have to leave it. Herman and the team finally have a win under their belt—a safe zone, a working System, and enough XP to breathe for half a second. But peace doesn’t last long. Nyco’s song has started to echo through the world, calling his fallen comrades...

Ominous Obelisks land on Earth with a single message: Join the Games to give humanity a fighting chance to survive... Or roll over and die. Too bad for them, Warren isn't the rolling over type.

They survived the first wave. Now the real hunt begins. Herman, Ohshiet, and the gang have made it to Uncle Ray's compound . . . a prepper's dream of high fences, stockpiled food, and enough ammo to arm a small country. For the first time since the System hit, they have a roof over their heads...

Apocalypse Online: The Complete Series is 3000 Pages of LitRPG / Progression madness! At first everyone thought it was a game.... But aliens have arrived, and they are turning people into fertilizer. Brad and Sam are gamers.

Ominous Obelisks land on Earth with a single message: Join the Games to give humanity a fighting chance to survive...or roll over and die. Too bad for them, Warren isn't the rolling-over type.

Ominous Obelisks land on Earth with a single message: Join the Games to give humanity a fighting chance to survive... or roll over and die. Too bad for them, Warren isn't the rolling-over type.