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Das Gesetz des Dschungels lässt keinen Zweifel: Wer sich mit den Starken und Mächtigen anlegt, fordert das Schicksal heraus. Doch als der Sensenmann Vyllea vom Stamm Urbangos holen will, lässt der Suchende Zander sie nicht kampflos gehen! Und wer bereit ist, restlos alles zu tun, um seiner großen Liebe das Leben zu retten, lässt sich von keinem Gesetz der Welt aufhalten.

The game has devoured Earth. Players have gotten down to business as usual—farming, taking out monsters, leveling up their items, and wiping out dungeons. All the NPCs can do is accept their unenviable fate and try to survive in this complicated new world. But will they all be content to sit on their hands and accept it? Michael, a Universal Combat Mage, is one of a number of people who refuse to let fate lead them passively along. He wants to decide his own fate.

Every so often, reality shatters all our expectations. The Bohao Cult's top brass have proven far too formidable an opponent for the Seekers to crush with a single strike. Our heroes are in dire need of new strength, new knowledge, and new techniques. But where should they begin their search for those? The cultists have sealed off all access to the Primordial Soul and started a relentless hunt for House Bao. Tensions ride terrifyingly high while Zander and Vyllea are once again forced to do the impossible.

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.

Hallo! Mein Name ist Max, und ich bin einer der Auserwählten. Was ist der erste Gedanke, der Ihnen in den Sinn kommt, wenn Sie diese Worte lesen? Ein großer Held, auserkoren unter all den Milliarden Menschen auf der Erde? Jemand, der das Glück hat, in einer unbekannten Welt zu landen und dort Superkräfte zu gewinnen? Ein Entdecker neuer Welten, der sein Schicksal gefunden hat? Nun ja, all das stimmt tatsächlich, nur gibt es ein kleines Aber … Oder, um genau zu sein, eine ganze Reihe von Abers. Und dann sind da dir Regeln. Und die erste Regel der Auserwählten lautet:

What would happen if our world turned into a computer game? It might sound tempting at first, but there's one small detail you should know: in this game, people are nothing but non-playable characters, useful only for the service they provide to the real players. Experience, development, loot, levels—none of that is for us. Our role is merely to dance to the tune of our masters, who have come to our world to turn it into a character farm and a space for their own entertainment.

Was kann an einer Schule der Erleuchtung in Zone Null schon schiefgehen, wenn alle mächtigen Feinde besiegt sind und zwei Suchende mit vereinten Kräften nicht nur allen Gegnern ihrer eigenen Aufstiegsstufe gewachsen sind, sondern sogar etlichen stärkeren? Leider so einiges, wie sich herausstellt - besonders, wenn die Clans darum wetteifern, wer im nächsten Jahrzehnt Zugang zur Ur-Seele bekommen soll. Die Suchenden sehen sich gezwungen, die Lehrbücher beiseitezulegen und sich ihrer eigentlichen Aufgabe zu widmen - das Unmögliche möglich zu machen.

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.

Der Tod ist nicht das Ende. Maximilian Walewski wurde ermordet, doch die Runenmagie hat ihn in diese Realität zurückgeholt. Es sind nach wie vor Feinde zu vernichten und böse Kräfte aus dieser Welt zu vertreiben. Die einzige Frage ist: Was wird er mit der Person tun, die ihn umgebracht hat? Wird er vergeben und vergessen oder wird er etwas unternehmen, um dafür zu sorgen, dass seine Mörderin so etwas nie wieder abzieht? Doch bevor er diese Frage lösen kann, muss er einen Weg finden, die Runenmagie zu entfernen. Was nützt es, sie zu töten, wenn sie immer wieder zurückkommt?

The offworlders are defeated. The Lithoids have been destroyed. It seems like a long-awaited peace is about to befall Hearth, but the servants of Chaos have their own designs. They're eager to destroy the trouble-maker and control him like some kind of puppet. Once a doomed soldier, always a doomed soldier.

All or nothing. Life or death. There is no third option. Neither the ancients, nor outside forces, nor Chaos itself can find any other way to preserve the integrity of the world other than to destroy Archduke Maximilian Valevsky. They send him on a mission that can only be completed under one condition—Maximilian must die. And if he doesn't fulfill this mission, everyone he holds dear will perish in his stead.

The law of the jungle is straightforward—all means are justified in one's pursuit of ascension. After all, it's the result that matters—not how you achieve it. And yet the end doesn't always justify the means—especially when the ascension of one requires the suffering of hundreds. The Heavens do not take kindly to such acts. And so it came to pass that the Seekers have been forced to take matters into their own hands, bringing light to places where it had never shone before. However, the Bohao Cult has turned out to be far stronger than initially thought.

I hope that by now you've lost any illusions you had about the Selected being some kind of elite force of intelligent civilization, chosen to fight against Universal Evil. So far, the only evil I've seen is the buggy System and the lack of basic sanitary facilities while we're adventuring. Also, it would be a real stretch to describe my companions as "elite". As for all the problems that come with being Selected—well, we can handle them!

Das Gesetz des Dschungels besagt: Jeder kämpft für sich allein! Dieser Grundsatz gilt nicht nur in der Welt der Menschen, sondern auch im Reich ihrer schlimmsten Widersacher — den Dämonen. Zone Null der Dämonenwelt unterscheidet sich nur wenig von Zone Null der Menschen. Die Ressourcen sind genauso knapp, die Kreaturen genauso bösartig und die Gesetzlosigkeit genauso offensichtlich. Doch wenn es hart auf hart kommt, kennen die Himmel keine Gnade. Wenn Zone Null einer fremden Welt erobert werden muss, gibt es kein Zurück. Schließlich ist der Weg zur Unsterblichkeit nur den Starken vorbehalten.

Hearth—a unique autonomous city existing outside the bounds of any empire. Neither light nor dark. A city-state that has been declared a free economic zone, home to the only portal in the land of the Light capable of communicating with the dark lands.

Hi, my name's Max and I'm one of the Selected. What's the first thing that pops into your head when you read those words? A great hero, chosen from among all the billions of people on Earth? A lucky man who has ended up on an unknown world and gained superpowers? An explorer of new worlds who has discovered his destiny? Well, that's all true, but there is one but . . . Actually, if I'm honest, there are a whole load of buts. And there are rules. And the first rule of the Selected is: "Try not to die. It is expensive and impractical."

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.

Zu seiner Überraschung stellt Maximilian Walewski fest, dass er plötzlich viel freie Zeit hat – Zeit, die er sogar für ein Studium nutzen kann. Er will alle Feinheiten der Runenkunst erlernen, der beste Schüler von Magister Meram werden und der Welt seinen Stempel aufdrücken! Das alles klingt zunächst wie ein Traum, doch die Realität holt ihn schnell ein. Padischah Bayazid der Dritte will sich persönlich mit Maximilian treffen, und unser Held muss unvorstellbare Dinge tun, um zu überleben.

The God of the Querancy Cult has been defeated. The School of Spirit Power in the First Tier has begun to recover, demons have been driven away, traitors found, and criminals punished. The First Tier of the human world has achieved an idyllic state of peace for the first time in over a thousand years! But does idyll suit Seekers? The Second Tier of the human world remains closed to Zander and Vyllea, so the Seekers' attention turns to the demon world.