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... feeling a sense of renewal wash over him.

The warm shower and clean clothes had transformed him, making him almost unrecognizable from the dirty, homeless person he once was.

He took a deep breath, savoring the scent of soap and shampoo that lingered on his skin.

As he walked towards the gathering, he noticed people glancing at him, their eyes lingering on his clean clothes and fresh appearance.

Damon felt a sense of pride, knowing that he looked better than he h ...

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Adrian, a 21-year-old game developer, had just graduated from college with a guaranteed position at one of the country's largest game development companies, but instead of his dream coming true, it ended in a car accident after his graduation party.When he woke up, Adrian found himself in the body of a 17-year-old high school student.To his surprise, this guy wasn't graduating from an ordinary school, but from one of the gods!Having taken over the body of a young god, Adrian had thousands of ideas on how to use his divinity of creativity to get as many believers as possible.Adrian realized a great way to get thousands of believers quickly.“Can't I use my deity to make games and ask for prayers for believers to play my games? ”Do my believers need something to fight monsters with? I'll make a game where they can capture monsters that will fight for them and evolve!Do a red fire dragon, a blue water turtle, and a green plant frog look familiar? It's just a coincidence.Is my believer's technology too weak? What changes can an intelligent AI assistant bring to people's lives?When the God of Lightning decided to invade the realm of my believers, the creatures he encountered left him speechless.“The God of Creativity wasn't weak? Where did so many powerful monsters come from?” The God of Thunder cried out in despair.“I'm no longer the God of Creativity, I'm now the God of the Internet!” Adrian said with a smile as he ordered his followers to attack the enemy army.From the young god with the weakest and most underestimated divinity in the class, who no one believed could graduate, to the god the other gods can only look up to. This is the journey of Adrian, the God of the Internet.What to expect: - A God MC. - MC introducing modern things to a medieval world. - LitRPG elements. - Kingdom Building.

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He was weak, he was depressed, he was a loser.
He wasn't even Lvl 10 in the game when Earth was destroyed in the Quake and the players of Redlands were transmigrated to the fantastic world of Zushkenar.
But he lived, learned, and died again.
Now, he was back on Earth, one year and three months before the Quake.
Deciding to rejoin the game earlier and with greater focus, what changes would he bring with his actions?
What life would he live?

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paypal.me/JInDaoran

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There's a map for the lands of Zushkenar posted on the DeviantArt website:
https://www.deviantart.com/kilrain/art/Hunters-Guide-map-cities-grid-b-877682076

It's not complete, but it'll give an idea of the general geography.

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