Chapter 1 : The Quest
For ages, I have had this dream of discovering a domain filled with thousands of Black Gems (BG) waiting to be picked by a worthy hero. This dream has haunted me… for 12 years! I knew the first My Lands servers. BG were hard to find, R7 were extremely rare. My quest was long in vain and this dream was lost in a thick fog.
The air hung heavy with the scent of pine needles and damp earth, a familiar aroma that always brought a pang of longing. It was in this very forest, twelve years ago, that my obsession with Black Gems (BG) had begun. Back then, the world of My Lands was a nascent realm, a digital canvas upon which countless adventurers like myself sought glory and fortune.
I vividly recall the thrill of logging in for the first time, the raw excitement of exploring uncharted territories. The promise of discovery was intoxicating, the allure of rare and powerful items an irresistible siren song. Among the most coveted treasures were the elusive BGs, shimmering stones of immense power, each possessing unique properties that enhanced their wielder's abilities.
The early days of My Lands were a time of arduous struggle. BGs were scarce, their locations shrouded in mystery. Rumor had it that the most powerful gems, the legendary R7s, were rarer than a unicorn sighting. I spent countless hours scouring the wilderness, venturing into perilous dungeons, and battling fearsome creatures, all in the vain hope of stumbling upon one of these mythical gems.
My quest, however, proved to be a long and arduous one. Weeks turned into months, months into years, and still, my collection remained pitifully small. The dream of a domain overflowing with BGs, a veritable treasure trove for a worthy hero, began to fade, lost in the fog of disappointment and frustration.
One day, while exploring a forgotten cavern, I encountered an enigmatic NPC, an ancient sage with eyes that held the wisdom of a thousand lifetimes. He listened patiently as I poured out my tale of woe, my voice trembling with a mixture of despair and longing.
"The path to true wealth," the sage declared, his voice a low rumble, "lies not in the accumulation of material possessions, but in the pursuit of knowledge and self-improvement."
His words struck a chord deep within me. I had been so focused on the external rewards, the glittering prizes, that I had neglected the true essence of the game: the thrill of exploration, the camaraderie of fellow adventurers, the satisfaction of overcoming challenges.
Inspired by the sage's wisdom, I embarked on a new journey, one that focused on personal growth rather than material gain. I delved deeper into the lore of My Lands, studying ancient texts and deciphering cryptic riddles. I honed my skills, mastering new combat techniques and crafting intricate items. I even started mentoring younger players, sharing my knowledge and guiding them on their own adventures.
As I immersed myself in this new path, a profound sense of peace settled over me. The obsession with BGs, the relentless pursuit of material wealth, began to lose its grip. I found joy in the simple act of playing, in the camaraderie of my fellow adventurers, in the shared experiences that bound us together.
Chapter 2: Find the treasury and fight for
One day, same dream reappeared. I thought that the lucky star had designated me. But still nothing... I closed the game for a few hours to rest. Then, before falling into the arms of Morpheus, I opened it to launch valiant explorers into the wind. I closed it... Oops, I forgot to check the day's discoveries. The clan's messages had been numerous that day. Enemies had attacked brothers in arms who could not be rescued. With a distracted eye, I spotted an anomaly in the explorers' reports: Level 7 Ruin has been discorvered. The usual reports write instead: Level 1 Ruin... or Level 2 Ruin... Was this a mistake?
Well, I checked with the help of spies and this is what they found: Ferinod, the most wicked of the wicked, accompanied by numerous hordes of his hideous monsters. What to do in the face of such a scourge? I sent an emissary to Invoker1, this valiant and brave warrior. A brave among the brave who might know how to defeat this horde led by Ferinod. Invoker1 was perplexed at first... the terrible Ferinod made anyone who approached his treasure flee. Nevertheless, a hero arose, the most intrepid there was. He showed himself to be most courageous so much so that his troops no longer feared Ferinod. Worse, it was the hordes of Ferinod who became afraid and lost all strength to fight. Accompanied by Darel with the agile hand, the hordes of Ferinod fell without even putting up a fight. The air crackled with anticipation as Invoker1 and his band of valiant warriors approached Ferinod's fortress. Fear, a chilling presence, hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the terror the monstrous Ferinod had inflicted upon the land. His treasure, a beacon of immense power, was guarded by legions of fearsome creatures, their courage bolstered by their monstrous leader's terrifying aura.
The tide of battle turned swiftly. As Invoker1 led the charge, his every move a display of unmatched skill and bravery, the enemy hordes began to falter. Their courage, once bolstered by Ferinod's terrifying presence, crumbled before the unwavering advance of Invoker1 and his loyal companions. Invoker first ordered his archers to send a volley of arrows. A cloud of darts fell upon the hordes of monsters who were transfixed and their skin flayed. Then he ordered the infantry to advance. These warriors with sharp swords and shields held together like a wall harassed the enemy. The battlefield erupted in a cacophony of clashing steel and desperate roars. Heavy cavalry, their horses thunderous against the earth, charged into the enemy lines, shattering formations with brutal force. Lanceheads found purchase in flesh and bone, leaving trails of destruction in their wake. Above the fray, gryphons swooped down, their talons raking at the backs of fleeing foes. Arrows rained down from the skies, finding targets with chilling accuracy. The enemy, caught between the relentless assault of the cavalry and the aerial barrage, began to crumble. Their ranks thinned, their resistance weakening with each passing moment.
This combined aerial and ground assault proved to be a decisive blow, shattering the enemy's resolve and paving the way for a resounding victory. Finally, the final assault was given by the cavalry and the flyers who combined their forces with that of the infantry. A furious battle ensued. The sound of the drums reassured Invoker's men who advanced with a confident step despite the hideous figures of the monsters before them.
Darel, with his uncanny agility and deadly precision, proved to be a force of nature. He weaved through the enemy lines, his every strike a masterpiece of martial artistry. The enemy, demoralized and disoriented, crumbled under the combined assault of Invoker1's leadership and Darel's devastating attacks. The battle, once a daunting prospect, became a swift and decisive victory. Ferinod's hordes, once a symbol of terror, were routed without a single significant resistance. The air, once thick with the stench of fear, was now filled with the cheers of victory. The fight was futile and the victory total! Long live Invoker1, this hero that everyone will remember!
Chapter 3: The insight
How many players on My Lands have had the same dream without ever realizing it? Do not despair dear comrades, your time will come. The whispers of the ancients echo through the ages, promising a reward beyond measure – the Grail of Knowledge. Legends speak of a hidden library, a sanctuary of forgotten lore, guarded by enigmatic trials. To find it, you must decipher a series of cryptic riddles scattered across the land. Embark on this perilous journey, brave adventurer, and unlock the secrets of the universe. The Grail will come to you as a sign of premonition. Watch the Grail, every day, around 8:00 PM, it opens its doors to you. It is the fastest who can occupy it, and not the strongest. Play as a team and the Grail will be yours more often!
BGs discovrey it was funny for a day... Instead, I felt a sense of contentment, a quiet satisfaction that stemmed from years of dedicated effort and personal growth.
The dream of a domain filled with BGs, once a driving force in my life, had finally lost its hold. I realized that the true treasure lay not in the accumulation of material possessions, but in the journey itself, in the lessons learned, and in the bonds forged along the way.
The forest, once a symbol of my unfulfilled ambitions, now held a different meaning. It was a place of reflection, a reminder of the path I had traveled, the challenges I had overcome, and the wisdom I had gained. As I walked through the trees, the scent of pine needles and damp earth no longer brought a pang of longing, but a sense of peace and fulfillment.
The world of My Lands, once a source of frustration and disappointment, had become a source of joy and personal growth. I had finally found the true meaning of adventure, not in the pursuit of external rewards, but in the internal journey of self-discovery.
Let's celebrate friends! Long live My Lands! Long live Magentum! Let's have fun and share our exploits!
R7... just in your dreams?
-
- Novice
- Posts: 6
- Joined: 23 Oct 2024, 03:32
R7... just in your dreams?
- Attachments
-
- Capture d’écran 2025-01-13 074201.jpg (195.46 KiB) Viewed 684 times
-
- Capture d’écran 2025-01-13 074351b.jpg (83.58 KiB) Viewed 684 times
Last edited by Belin on 23 Jan 2025, 22:25, edited 4 times in total.
-
- Suzerain
- Posts: 550
- Joined: 13 Dec 2012, 10:11
Re: R7... just in your dreams?
Please, add more details of the battle itself.
-
- Novice
- Posts: 6
- Joined: 23 Oct 2024, 03:32
Re: R7... just in your dreams?
Done, thank you!
-
- Suzerain
- Posts: 550
- Joined: 13 Dec 2012, 10:11
Re: R7... just in your dreams?
The rewards are waiting for you on the server.