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OH BROTHER . . . Adam Henshaw joined the army to bury his past and put his talent for violence to better use. He wanted a fresh start; he got a massacre. When monstrous warriors tear through a portal and drag the survivors into a realm of powerful magic and brutal politics, Adam is forced to...

You can't just go around draining the Ethereal Cores of the gods. Firstly, it kills them, and they're supposed to be immortal. And secondly...Well, that's just not how things are done! Unfortunately, no one told Clive that, and now two gods are dead at his hand. Now, he's imprisoned awaiting judgment, and no amount of brute strength or pure obstinance will be enough to wriggle out of this delicate dilemma.

The thing about Artem... It's a damn hard city to live in if you haven't got creds, and for creds, you need opportunities. The thing about opportunities... They're thin on the ground for Orcs, one of the most reviled races in the sprawling city. If you happen to be an Orc left for dead on the frontlines of Artem's roving monster problem and stranded outside its immense city walls, then you're doubly screwed—like Oshbob. The thing about Oshbob... He's tough, and he's pissed! With a will to survive like few others, he's determined never to be subject to the whims of the elite ever again.

For Clive, death isn't the end. But with almost a year until his body is reborn, it is a dangerous setback. With Armies to lead, alliances to maintain, and enemies ranging from the gods to the imminent return of the psychopath Natom Hilgresh, he needs a workaround. He needs an Avatar. Achieving this lofty aim will require sacrifice and hard work—for his followers, at least. So while Clive practices with his ethereal powers, they attempt to push their budding god up through the Ethereal Stages and bring him back to the world of the living.

As the First Wave continues to dominate, bold decisions must be made. While humanity cowers from the monstrous threat, it falls to Lyewax and his team to lead the resistance. Now among Earth's strongest humans, they must fight their way across the North-West Province, fortifying towns and cities—pulling survivors from the shadows. If they can convince humanity to Tier-up and unite, then the First Wave will fall.

The lucky ones died first. For the survivors, a bleak march toward annihilation awaits. Earth’s core holds a powerful secret, drawing Elder Races from across the Universe. And they have a game to play. Enter The Cesmial Accords. As unnatural talents awaken within the survivors, they must now face a series of monstrous military waves sent to eradicate humanity. Undermined by his powerful father for falling short of expectations, Lyewax has no choice but to prove himself in Earth’s dark and brutal new reality.

High in the Craster Mountains sits a small town protected from the outside world by a godly barrier. But that barrier is the work of no god, it was created by Clive, a warrior, a leader and a very angry chef who just wants a peaceful life. Hordes of vengeful enemies amassing along the borders of the Forsaken Land are going to make sure that doesn’t happen. For while Far Reach is safe, Clive’s allies are in imminent danger of being swept away by the coming storm.

It took everything to defeat the feared Natom Hilgresh. Turns out, that was the easy part. Now the clock is ticking for Clive to return to Far Reach and prepare for the second coming. Of course, it isn’t exactly a Sunday stroll. Navigating unforgiving terrain across the war-torn country of Kalabri, the vast armies of Destruction and Justice swarm the land, killing everyone in their path.

Weak in a world full of strength, all he and his friends have is their grit and determination to survive as they navigate this brutal, war-torn land of magic in search of a way home. There’s a problem, though. Clive’s been cursed. A little stabby, stabby from a demonic knife catapults them into a race against time to find a cure. Fighting their way across Falritas, they need friends and levels like there’s no tomorrow. Because there might not be…

At the Fifth Tier, he fused with Cesmial on a cellular level. Ascended, he beat the Fane Odium in an epic contest of champions and brought an end to the First Wave. Now, with a brief reprieve granted, Lyewax and his team embark on a desperate mission to rally the scattered remnants of humanity for the next battle. Yet unity, while crucial, will not be sufficient alone. Earth needs more than just cohesion; it needs more heroes. Bravery, strength, and reaching Tier Five must take center stage if humanity is to have any chance at all.

There ain't no rest for the wicked. And new mods don't grow on trees. But it seems enemies do. Gaining power in Artem is hard, but keeping it can be harder. With their budding new corporation and expanding gang territory attracting covetous eyes, the battle is just beginning for Oshbob and Unara. And while it's sometimes hard for an orc to accept, violence isn't always the answer. Oshbob and his band of loyal followers are going to have to be smart and play the game if they're to survive what's coming.

I never wanted any of this. Sure, I'll take the universe-shattering powers—who wouldn't? But there's always a bloody price. You don't inherit the ability to bend creation to your will and get to ride off into the sunset. Oh no, every power-hungry dickhead in the universe wants a piece of the action, especially the former God of Creation. Not that I asked for the title—or any of the mess that comes with it. But, if I want to achieve my dream of being left the hell alone, it's going to cost me. And that price? Pain… so much pain.