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My name is Mal, and ever since I was a boy I've been treated as a malcontent because of my ability to see magic. For everyone else, magic is proof of the Goddess's love. To me, it is just a colorful spread of enchantments, cantrips, blessings, and hexes. And any spell I can see, I can break. I had always expected to grow up to be a ditch-digger. Instead, I was dubbed a hero. Heroes are sent out in the wasteland, to slay monsters and to challenge the Demon Lord. It's a suicide mission. But once I was exiled, I found that the outside world was drastically different than I had thought.

Called to a fallen realm ruled by an imprisoned goddess, I have been tasked with slaying her captors and freeing her from her cage. I have defeated one already. Power, wealth–anything I could desire, has been promised if I can slay the rest. I am not alone on this quest. Joined by an oni veteran, a half-elf fire mage, a slime knight, and an imp rogue, I hunt the remaining betrayers. Our quest will take us to the depths of a corrupt, volcanic kingdom, and the haunted halls of star-worshiping cultists. Monsters and horrors fall to our might, and secret histories are laid bare.

I’ve come far in my quest against the Saints and Republic, gathering power allies and the firepower of the greatest starship built by humanity. Only… it might not be enough. The Saints have ripped a hole in reality, one that will allow their eldritch masters to enter our world and consume it whole. Leading humanity’s crusade against the apocalypse, my lovers and I will need to smash through the Saints' defenses and reach the corrupt capital of the Republic. If we can slay our foes before the breach fully opens, we might have a chance of stopping them.

My name is James Browning. Not long ago, I was a proud member of the 92nd Legion, the Star Ravagers. We were super-soldiers that defended humanity from aliens, heretics, and otherworldly threats. But a callous betrayal left my legion decimated, erased, and dishonored. I thought I was doomed to spend the rest of my life on a distant penal colony. But when I suddenly find myself stranded in an alien space station, surrounded by the wrecks of lost spaceships, I know I have a chance at escape.

A lot has changed since I turned twenty-three and gained access to the Halls of Magic. Back then, I was stuck in a dead-end job, plagued by a metabolic disorder destined to put me in an early grave. Since accessing the Halls of Magic, I've discovered a cure for my condition, but only if I can unlock all five Aspects of magic. Armed with a spellbook straight out of an RPG, a sarcastic feline familiar, and the adoration of two beautiful Aspects—who are still learning how to be human—I feel unstoppable. But the Halls aren’t as empty as we had thought.

Revenge is the path of damnation–and I walk it willingly. When my legion was falsely cast down, I swore I would see the stars burn and the galaxy bleed. The Star Ravagers would be redeemed, and the Republic and the Saints would pay for the betrayal.

With the advent of the System, I might have been able to make my lifelong dream of becoming a mighty wizard and owning a mystical lair come true, but it hasn’t been easy. Between murderous cults, power-hunger adventurers, and now a missing cornerstone, I’ve had my work cut out for me. Finding what was stolen will require me to delve deep into the secrets of my hometown, including the enigmatic Order of Stone. But with a spidery scholar, a talented blacksmith, and my ghostly familiar by my side, we’ll get to the bottom of the mystery.

It's been a year since I awoke in Dungeon World, a planet-wide RPG-themed amusement park gone haywire. With two beautiful women at my side and a suite of OP skills, I've already made a name for myself, and my party is growing as another lovely new recruit joins our ranks. Fame, fortune, and a life of luxury await! But the more I level, the deeper I dig, the more mysteries I uncover.

It hasn't even been a year since I took down LuxCorp and helped pioneer a bold new model for Elseworlder integration. How did I do it? Why, with an old country Bed & Breakfast Inn and a bevy of beautiful women by my side. But things aren't all roses and daffodils just yet. In fact, Earth has just blipped onto the radar of the ancient sphinxes—powerful beings who will judge if our world is fit to keep our Elseworlders portals. The Arbiter has deemed a series of trials we need to pass in order to prove our worth.

The end game approaches, and I’m in a three-way race against a psychotic goddess and the most powerful necromancer who’s ever lived. There is only one general left, and both Reverkar, King of the Dwarves, and the Bitch Goddess want to find him first. If either of them wins, it means the end of the world. But my wives and I aren’t about to let them win without a fight. We’ll battle against zombies, brainwashed slayers, and horrors untold as we journey across Amalgam in our effort to stop them.

Annowan might have finally joined my family, but our marriage doesn’t mean we can afford to slack off! My wives and I are on the trail of another of the Bitch Goddess’s missing generals. Our quest brings us to a desolate, cursed region, where we’ll have to contend with clockwork horrors, undead hordes, and my demonic grandmother-in-law. Things might look rough, but I swore to rescue my sweetheart from the Bitch’s clutches, and nothing will get in my way!

My name is Mal. Growing up in The City, I had been taught that a benevolent goddess protected us from the Demon Lord and his legion of horrors. But upon my exile, I learned the world was far larger and more wonderful than I could have ever imagined.

Power up, pick up some babes, and fight for your life—that’s just how things work when you’re trapped in a theme park run amok! A lot has changed since I was initially dumped in Dungeon World. I’ve gone from penniless adventurer to world-saving hero with a bevy of beauties by my side. Together we’re on a quest to save Dungeon World, a theme park planet gone haywire, from the insidious corporation that created it.

There are no more generals left to fight over, or shards of divinity for the Bitch Goddess to devour. My wives and I have fought across the width and breadth of Amalgam in our battle against the avatar of greed. We’ve defeated zombies, angels, monsters, and horrors beyond count, every victory bringing us to this, the final battle.

It's all been leading to this: the battle to decide the fate of Dungeon World! When I arrived on the theme-park planet run amok, I had nothing, but I've built an amazing life surrounded by the women I love. There's no way I'm allowing some tyrannical madman to steal it all away. Nobody said the destined showdown would be easy. We'll have to contend with insane biomechanical monsters, cyberpunk gangsters, and extraversal horrors beyond count! Our journey will take us from the deepest dungeons to dead worlds and shattered realities.

Before our kingdom can rise, we’ll need an army. That’s the thought that keeps me up at night. My name is Robert Grailmont, and I am the Dark Lord of Duskhaven. Two hundred years ago, our nation was destroyed by the goddess of light and the Luminark Empire. We have made great advances since my coronation. With my ascendant queens by my side, we’ve risen from a group of starving refugees to a true nation.

To end an empire, I must do the impossible. Since my arrival in Turmont, I have risen as the Dark Lord of a defeated kingdom. With the power of a god and my four magically empowered queens, we have begun to rebuild our tortured kingdom. But our work isn't done. Many of our people remain enslaved, and we must shatter their bonds and break their captors.

My name is Robert Grailmont. Since I was young, I felt a call to serve, to be a respectable and dependable leader. But when my ambitions were derailed by corruption and greed, I found a new calling—one from another world. "Dark Lord, we need you!" Now I must take up the crown. Duskhaven, the land of my ancestors, was conquered and enslaved by Alruna, Goddess of Light. With the blessing of the Goddess of Night, I shall retake our land and bring forth Ascendant Queens, my lovers and avatars of darkness’s might.

My name is Robert Grailmont. Since I was young, I felt called to serve my fellow citizens, rising through the political ranks with a senator’s seat in my near future. But when I tried to reveal the scandal of the century, I found myself framed by the very people I was trying to expose.