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The first stage is done, but the World Core hasn’t finished with us yet. Now, the trials are about to begin, and time is ticking. Between the carnivorous plants and the mutated competitors, my whole team needs to collect as much Chi as possible if we hope to survive. Leveling up is the name of the game. Growing more powerful to compete with the monsters standing in our way. That’s where my special Chi skill comes into play. It gives us an advantage that others can’t match. And the distinct side effect that comes with it? Well, there has to be some benefit to the new rules.

Dead or alive? Not a hard question, and pretty easy to figure out either way. Usually. Except I've somehow woken up in a place called Hell, and I'm not entirely sure I died first. I thought it was a practical joke. Until a warrior woman tried to kill me and I rescued an elf and a succubus from slavers. Then I started to realize something strange was going on. I didn't know the half of it.

Rule number two: Know what you want. I made my own damn rules. I got my revenge. But if I thought I could go back to my old way of life, I was wrong. The Bastard: Book 2 is the story of Mordie, a hero with a more flexible sense of morality than most. It is set in a Camelot that never existed, and is a tale of swords, secrets, magic, revenge, betrayal, and even a dragon or two.

When training ends, real life begins. A stadium built to hold insane numbers of spectators. Thousands of competitors. Multiple matches every single day. The qualifying tournament has begun. I have to fight, day in, day out, all the way to the end, with only my natural talents and the women I love to help me. And some of those I’m competing against will stop at nothing to see me fail.

That’s the rule when traveling through Hell. It may sound exciting to ride through Hell to save one of your lovers, but in reality it’s full of blood and magic, orcs and Hellhounds, secrets and revelations. The Wraith King’s minions will do anything to capture or kill me. But I’ve got a plan to strike back.

There’s a powerful darkness growing inside me. I can feel it, igniting my blood with a lust for death. It gets stronger each time I use my magic and much, much harder to control. And yet, I don’t have a choice. Destiny is calling. What shape it will take, I don’t yet know, but my very blood yearns to answer that call.

In the end, only one rule matters. Fight to win. No matter how strong your opponent proves to be, or how bad the odds are of success. Fight to win. Even when it hurts like nothing you’ve ever felt before, and giving up seems to be the best option, you have to keep going. Fight to win.