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Embark on an epic journey into a world where reality and RPG merge in Level Up: It's an RPG World - Book 1: Ascension. Leo Armstrong, reeling from a breakup, discovers the ordinary foothills of the Rocky Mountains have transformed into a fantastical RPG realm overnight. Waking up to a System...

Exiled occultist Carl Sanford attempts to join a secret society as a stepping stone to even greater power while his old enemies hunt him across Spain in this new installment to the eldritch-rich horror pulp adventure world of Arkham Horror. Carl Sanford, once the Silver Twilight Lodge's great...

After saying goodbye to his life on earth, he never expected to find a brand new world still awaiting for him. One where immortals flew through the clouds and ancient evils hid below the surface. One where fables, myths, and legends filled every corner. One where he could finally start anew. Now, however, John is about to learn a valuable lesson, for any place humanity rules will always be the same - a domain where sin and ambition can only be tamed by power. Will he have the strength to walk this road on his own or will he be unable to heal the old wounds hidden deep within his heart?

At the foot of the foreboding Gray Peak lies a desolate valley. These are the backwoods of the world of Waldyra—they offer nothing valuable to players, who rarely visit as a result. Yet this is the very place where the calm and good-natured dwarf named Crow is headed. Straight after leaving the Creche, he hopes to make a living there. This hero does not crave epic battles with monsters. Quite the contrary. He wants to be a merchant and develop his blacksmithing skills, while staying far away from fighting, long voyages, and clan squabbles.

The enigmatic Carl Sanford is the master of all things occult in Arkham, until a charismatic newcomer threatens to take everything away from him in this dark mystery set in the world of Arkham Horror. Chaos is coming to Arkham, and its herald is Randall Tillinghast. The dapper older gentleman...

When I escape to the charming town of Blue Mountain to hide, I'm immediately hired as a personal assistant by the oldest son of the billionaire family in town. My new boss, Weston Keith, is irresistible and completely off-limits. I can keep things professional between us, I swear. When his housekeeper twists her ankle after tripping over the dog, I take over her responsibilities. Only, I have no idea how to cook and clean. Let's just say the situation gets real interesting, real fast. On top of that, I have a teensy-weensy secret he knows nothing about.

Alone in a strange world of dungeons, quests, combat academies, guild wars, tournaments, and learning magic . . . It's all so wonderful! Of course, the hordes of orcs approaching the Empire's borders are a bit unsettling. As is the mysterious organization crippling it from within. But what if I'm the one who can stop them? Or . . . what if I'm meant to join them?

When I died and became a portal jumper, the system glitched. Did that bother me? Not a bit. After all, I'd dreamed of traveling to a different world all my life! The system malfunction turned out to only benefit me. I didn't just lose nothing; I also gained something really cool.

Thunderclouds are gathering over the Empire, and the deadly race continues. I've made new friends, but the number of enemies is growing much faster. Good. The former make for good drinking buddies, and the latter will make for excellent experience!...

When dissolute fisherman Abel Davenport discovers an ancient temple in the deep ocean, he under the influence of a long dead god. In his attempts to restore the god's cult, Abel unleashes a plague of twisted doppelgangers on Arkham. Horrified by the consequences, Davenport realizes that he alone cannot stop the monsters from resurrecting the Ancient One. Sometimes the only way to end one cult is to start another.

Harry and his brother, Alex, are dying to fit in at Camp Spirit Moon. But the camp has so many weird traditions. Like the goofy camp salute. The odd camp greeting. And the way the old campers love to play jokes on the new campers. Then the jokes start to get really serious. Really creepy. Really scary. First a girl sticks her arm in the campfire. Then a boy jams a pole right through his foot. Still, they're just jokes... aren't they?

The system is done playing games and has made it clear it's counting on my ability to change my skin. There's just one minor problem: I have my own plans for my life. But so far, our plans have aligned. I have to stop the orcs and figure something out with the empire, which is ready and willing...

As if things couldn't get any worse, Arthur is trying to survive yet another dreadful shift at the Hammy Burger when a supervillain barges in and takes him as a hostage. It's clear, from the get-go, that this villain is a poor schmuck who just happened on a dose of ChemX. And so, in an attempt to save the poor bastard from the consequences of his foolish actions, Arthur tries to convince him to surrender. But when the caped cavalry arrives, something happens and Arthur is exposed to a leak of the mysterious chemical substance.

The vicious battle with the gray orcs is over. The outpost of Gray Peak has not surrendered to the enemy. Battered by swords and magic, the orcs have retreated back to their home mountains. The black storm clouds have scattered. But the break promises to be short-the orcs will soon return.

A plan. A sensible, efficient, and most definitely unrushed plan. Every dwarf has one. Dwarves in general are like rhinos—slow to get going, but unstoppable once they do. The dwarf named Crow is no exception. He has a plan, too: one that is properly thorough, unhurried, and carefully laid out. This is the plan he has been following since the day he arrived at the Gray Peak outpost.

I'm getting stronger, and my confidence has always been good. And I'm not the only one who can see it. The system is pushing me more and more into the thick of things, and a question is becoming more and more critical: finding myself in the epicenter of a large-scale conflict, how do I not give the game away that I'm a shapeshifting outsider from Earth?

When we think of leaders, we often imagine lone, inspirational figures lauded for their behaviors, attributes, and personal decisions, and leadership books often reinforce that view. However, this approach ignores a leader's mission to empower others. Applying decades of behavioral science research, Don A. Moore and Max H. Bazerman offer a passionate corrective to this view, casting today's organizations as decision factories in which effective leaders are decision architects, enabling those around them to make wise, ethical choices consistent with the organization's highest values.

How tough do you need to be to withstand life's storms? What would you do, if everything that you've worked so long and hard to achieve comes crumbling down within an hour? Presumably, when this happens in life, it takes great effort to overcome despair—even if this life is virtual. For the dwarf named Crow, virtual life is no less important than reality. This is because the game holds great meaning, currently known only to the hero of the story, while the listener can only make guesses.

To continue training at the guild in the capital, or pack it in and get out before the orcs take the city by siege? For answers to this and other questions, check out the latest issue of "F—k If I Know" magazine! And it sure would be nice if the greenskins were the only threat. In any case, I'm already good enough to face any challenges the system can throw at me with a smile. Time to have some fun! P.S. When do I get to learn how to be an elf?!

The hardworking dwarf has overcome many hardships. He has clashed with formidable opponents, but managed to protect himself and his domain. However, there is no break in sight. The future is an uphill battle, filled with long hours of blacksmithing and digging, and lots of adventures and surprise encounters. Nobody knows what will happen next. For now, the outpost of Gray Peak continues to hold the fort, with no intention of surrendering to the enemy . . .