Questing for Titles: The System Apocalypse short stories, #5

By Tao Wong

What's in a Title? That which the System gives by any other Title might not smell as sweet.

 

In the System Apocalypse, a single Title can make or break a build. And in the entire Galactic System, there are Title Seekers, those who make it their life quest to acquire the most unusual and rare Titles possible.

 

Earth, a new Dungeon World offers multiple possibilities. Not least among them, the one from a familiar set of golden arches. For the Kyaz, it's a chance in a million to get a rare Title. If he can manage to evade the machinations of a fellow Title Seeker and trust his human sidekick, Xi Ping.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Starlit Publishing
• Release date: Aug 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9781989994337

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Questing for Titles

A System Apocalypse Short Story

By

Tao Wong

License Notes

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Questing for Titles: A System Apocalypse short story

Copyright © 2020 Tao Wong. All rights reserved.

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ISBN: 9781989994337

Contents

Questing for Titles

Author’s Note

About the Author

About the Publisher

Short stories in the System Apocalypse universe

Questing for Titles

Golden arches on an elevated billboard glowed in the dark of the night, illuminated internally by Mana lamps and offering the surroundings its only source of illumination. The lights glowed brighter than they ever did before, which allowed the words beneath the sign to stand out even more starkly. Both words and viscera decorated the billboard.

Over a million served at this location!

Dried blood, poisoned spittle, and globules of torn flesh covered one portion of the sign, much of it originating from the ground beneath the sign and leading all the way to the sole standing building in its expansive parking lot. To the right of the group that stared at the billboard stood their goal, little concrete barriers helping to designate the drive-through windows. Knee high, clear glass windows offered a view of the inside where overpowered-florescent lights powered by Mana illuminated the familiar red and yellow upholstery and white plastic tables. In the corners, where light