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"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 who wants my head.

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.

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!

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.

The Great Princes' magical games conceal a hidden dimension. Abomination foci turn out to be not merely sources of blight, but portals through which creatures from another world pass. It is up to Max Richter to solve this mystery before the true enemies of humanity deliver their fatal blow. What started out as vengeance is now a battle for the future of the entire world.

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.

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.

"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.

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?

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.

Der Richter-Clan wurde immer mächtiger. Er trat vielen auf die Füße, waren doch die Pfründe der Hauptstadt längst verteilt. Aristokraten, Gangster und bestechliche Beamte – alle wollten die Heiler vernichten. Max begab sich auf die Suche nach denjenigen, die ihm bereits einmal nach dem Leben getrachtet hatten.

More potatoes for the Potato Lord! More workers for the potato plantations! I have mastered the Mage, resisted Temptation, and even learned to brew my own System Cider. But soon the curtain between System zones will fall. What waits behind it? People? People on boars?!

Ein Heiler-Clan? Gab es so etwas?! Wir wurden als Schwächlinge angesehen, die sich und ihren Besitz nicht verteidigen konnten. Schurken stürzten sich wie Geier auf den jungen Clan. Aber das war gut so! Je mehr Feinde, desto mehr Beute und Material für Experimente! Die Platte wurde von Magic Dome Books produziert. Aufgeführt von – Peter Kortz-Frankemölle. Toningenieur - Dmitrii Musinov. Korrekturlesen – Kseniia Böhm. Sound Director – Anton Maximov. Das Hörbuch verwendete die Musikkomposition von der Website audionautix.com.

Der Planet Erde versinkt in nuklearen Flammen. Das System war so freundlich und weise, alle seine kleinen Menschen in eine neue Welt zu transferieren. Jedem wurde ein neuer Name, ein Startbonus und ein kräftiger Tritt in den Hintern mitgegeben. Manche erhielten ein Schwert, manche eine Krone, und ich bekam…. Eine Kartoffel?! Wie soll ich bitte mit diesem Ding die Welt erobern? System, bist du sicher, dass du wirklich so freundlich und weise bist? Die Platte wurde von Magic Dome Books produziert. Aufgeführt von – Alexander Müller. Toningenieur - Dmitrii Musinov. Korrekturlesen – Kseniia Böhm.

With a decisive onslaught, the clan of necromancers is reclaiming its properties. The occupied capital is re-christened once again with its original name, Richterberg. The city is under siege, surrounded by Focus monsters and an army of enemies. But wars are fought not only with brute strength; the intellect is at least as important. Max Richter makes cause with an unexpected ally—a legend as ancient as Max himself.

It's not enough to conquer—you've got to keep hold of what you conquered before. The glory of Lord Leo's riches travels faster afield than his fearsome troops. Wherever there's riches, there's coveters. And not all of them are human.

The calm before the storm has settled over the capital. Old legends are coming to life in the city's streets. The clan of necromancers is no longer trying to hide. The time has come to show our power. Betrayal will be punished, and the rest will have a difficult choice to make.

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.

The clan of necromancers is busy doing what it does best: creating chimeras and killing the spawns of abomination. But others have made a profitable business out of these threats to the world. In addition to mutants, Max Richter must also confront human monsters. Good thing fighting monsters is his favorite pastime.