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Who's a genius? I'm a genius! Zombie workers are the perfect employees. They don't rest, they don't eat, and they don't complain. Business is booming! But...according to the law of karma, if you gain a little, you lose a little. Problems! I'm talking about problems. They're raining down on me, but I never saw what happened coming. How could it be?!

It all looks bad. While I was resting in the oblivion, the world had changed significantly. I’m going to keep quiet about Reyna, because there are no decent words that can describe what she had done. And all these mortals…they always have problems, and now I, Gauss—God of Death—must make money to pay debts. But at least I have my zombies, who don’t need to be paid!

People awake in a strange place with no idea of who or where they are. There is only a bizarre message carved into a metal obelisk and the growing awareness that every single living creature in this new world is a deadly threat. Even a seemingly cute and fluffy bunny has a taste for human flesh . . .What are they to do? How will they survive? How do they stay sane?

A deserted island? Freezing cold that makes us shiver—and inadequate magic? You'd think it couldn't get any worse, right? Ha! Ha! Ha! Karma and Fate, those two old hags, have cooked up plenty of "fun" adventures for me. New minions, new powers, and of course—new problems. Because when have I...

Sharp teeth, hair trailing all the way to the floor, nails as long as daggers, a lean, elegant body . . . A beauty, right? Not really! I'll curse that prince, I swear by myself, I'll curse the bastard! But let him live for now. Then the heavens started cracking. It was an invasion, may Reyna be...

Well, if it isn't my favorite bald monkey, my most intrepid Legionnaire—Caesar! Ha, I see you've got yourself into a pickle as usual. What's that? You say you've had enough of thugs, nobles, and laws? Then why not take your mind off things with a little mission and earn us both some credits...

Oink! Caesar, are you actually planning on conquering the world with a computer game? Well, that's certainly a new way to use AI! Although I see you know how to use it properly too, hehehe. Do you not feel a bit sorry for those nobles? No? Ha! And neither you should! Good riddance to bad...

I led a quiet life, peacefully ruling the underworld until that mother of *** showed up with her people and angels. They destroyed everything I'd built with so much effort and nearly killed me. But I managed to return! Wait . . . My only disciple and candidate for a new body is a sick kid who's about to die? Are you serious?!

What do you do if the system throws you another curveball? That's right—you knock it out of the damn park!...

Fish, how dare you try to bite off my . . . ahem . . . ever mind what! You even took a chunk out of my friend! But that's fine. Where others give up, the God of Death finds opportunity and grows stronger! There are many trials ahead of me. Especially the ones with Reyna's church. But I am a...

I have shown the world a part of my power. The avatar of a god has been summoned! But I'm no fool, so no one knows it's an avatar . . . My enemies, on the other hand, are fools. When will they stop? Alex Scully appears to the world and a great healer mage, a mage of beauty. If any man misbehaves...

Let's do this thing! The invasion's about to begin. Sergey's got no time to waste and enemies up the wazoo . . .

A terrible threat hangs over the Village, yet it is also a chance. For the world is much bigger than the humans imagined and they occupy but a tiny part of it. And while they ran around with sticks and dressed in animal hides, monumental events took place around them. Nicholas has now landed...

What's that, bald monkey? Think everything's dandy because you've got a few missions under your belt and made a bit of a name for yourself on that backward planet of yours? Ha! Think again! I bet you'll be singing a different tune after you've been offered a personal assignment. You'll be a superstar rolling in credits if you succeed, but if you mess it up, you could lose everything. I'm talking "Legionnaire-career-over" kind of everything.

The residents of the Village have managed to overcome all the trials and tribulations. Under Nicholas's leadership, they have achieved the seemingly impossible. Combined the incompatible. Reconciled the irreconcilable.

Hey there, Caesar! I have to hand it to you—you're more than just a bald monkey now. You're a Legionnaire! Think you can do whatever you like just cause you got yourself a medal? Well, you're right! An achievement like that's gonna open so many doors for you! My very first Legionnaire's an intergalactic superstar in the making...I'm so happy I could squeal! But we can't let even a second go to waste—we've got a mission right here on planet....

Tensions are running high in the Spacetime Ocean. A single spark could lead to war. But it's nothing Sergey can't handle . . . right?

Hallo, Glatzkopf! Was ist denn mit dir los? Überrascht, einen Außerirdischen zu sehen? Ha! Na glaub mir, du bist bei mir besser aufgehoben als bei dem Schwarm, der Systeme verschlingt. In etwa zehn Jahren wird er hier sein, und dann seid ihr alle erledigt. Nur damit du es weißt. Was ist das? Du willst leben? Dann trittst du am besten der Legion bei!

Sergey finally escapes from Paris-only to have his multidimensional shelter invaded. His time in France may have been rough, but it was a walk in the park compared to what's in store for him...central Europe is going to be a wild ride!

Get this: you wake up in the hospital. You're not feeling so hot—to put it mildly—and also, you're surrounded by hordes of zombies! After trying to run away, you eventually find a map of the building, but guess what? It's in French! Why? 'Cuz you're in France! You've got nothing on you but a baseball bat, and the zombies are just one step away from biting you on your bare backside. But don't worry, there's still hope, because you've got your own personal shelter in spacetime.