I sacrificed everything for my family. It wasn't enough. I lost my mother, and now I'm about to lose my brother. I've got only one thing left to gamble: my life. Which is why I'm willing to play Euphoria Online in Death March mode. If I survive six months in-game against a lethal array of wyverns, ogres, necromancers, and more, I'll earn my brother a pardon. If I lose? Well. I'm done with losing.

I've managed to survive my first week in Euphoria Online. But I couldn't have done it without my new friends. Lotharia. Falkon. The Green Liver goblins. But now Lotharia's gone missing. Swallowed by that nightmare keep. Lost to the darkness. Everyone's telling me that going after her is madness. That I don't have a chance in hell. But I'm not the kind of guy to turn my back on my friends. Damn the odds. I'm going to find her.

I'm entering the endgame. Even as I gain new allies, new gear, and greater understanding of Albertus' true plans, the odds are growing more extreme. Whom can I trust? What is the AI Albertus Magnus trying to accomplish? What happened to archmagus Jeramy, and why is Guthorios massing an undead army so vast that it stretches from horizon to horizon? Any sane player would quit. Any reasonable person would admit defeat. But I've got no choice. I'm going to see this battle through to its bitter end. I'm going to unearth the secrets behind Euphoria Online - or die trying.