2025-08-11 02:00:56"Come on, it's still at two downloads? Why is no one playing my masterpiece?" A man who sat at his workbench lamented in a sorrowful tone as he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He had been on his computer for hours, and his eyes were red with bags under them.
"It's been three years since the Aero game was released on Eyeplay, and no one has yet to d******d it," the man known as Everett Lang muttered as he leaned back in his chair, eyes glued to the screen.
Everett was a 23-year-old avid gamer who was a professional in all types of RPG and survival games. But among all the games he played, his favorite was Blood Battlefield.
A game that was launched seven years ago and quickly gained popularity within a few weeks. In less than two weeks, the game already had a total of one billion downloads on Eyeplay, and every individual around the country and beyond was addicted.
Everett was one of the addicts. He played the game on his outdated personal computer day in and day out, and he also downloaded it on his phone in case he was away from home.
Everett was so in love with the Blood Battlefield game that he got fired from work because he was caught playing the game during work hours.
After getting fired from work, Everett knew he had to do something if he wanted to survive. Finding another job in the city wasn't on Everett's list since most companies and shops only hired people who graduated from university with high grades, and Everett was a school dropout.
His parents died when he was in his first year, and he had no choice but to drop out since he couldn't afford the fees anymore.
Since no company would hire him, he chose to create something with the little knowledge he had about programming from when he was a kid. He chose to create his own game after being inspired by the Blood Battlefield game.
The game creation took him months because he had to add several tough levels and also features that hadn't been used in other games.
The game was similar to Blood Battlefield, but Blood Battlefield was more advanced than Everett's since it was created by professionals who had several essential tools and materials.
After several months of creating the game and adding all that needed to be added, Everett finally launched it on the Eyeplay app where it would be easy for people to d******d it on their computers and mobile phones.
But unlike Blood Battlefield, which only took one week to gain billions of players, Everett's game took three years to get two downloads. And the two downloads were him downloading it on his phone and computer.
"What's the matter? What didn't I do right?" Everett questioned himself as he sat there helplessly. "This game is far more interesting and tougher than Blood Battlefield if you ask me, but no one seems to be interested. Could it be because of the graphics?" Everett mused.
His game's graphics weren't on the level of the Blood Battlefield game, since he lacked the equipment to add good graphics. But the graphics couldn't be the problem why no one was downloading.
One could only tell if a game's graphics were bad if they downloaded the game and played, but no one had even bothered downloading, which made Everett even more confused.
"I guess it was a waste of time and money after all. I shouldn't have created it in the first place." Everett let out a sigh as he stood up from the chair and stretched his arms and body while yawning.
He walked towards the window and glanced outside. The morning sun was already shining brightly, and the sounds of birds chirping could be heard.
"It's morning already, and I didn't even realize." Everett mused. He had been up all night trying to craft more interesting and captivating modes and missions in his game that he lost track of time.
"I better get dressed for work. Damn it, I hate that job." Everett frowned as he headed towards the bathroom.
While Everett began his game creation three years ago, he quickly realized that he would need lots of money to make it happen.
He searched for jobs in several companies and shops, but no one accepted him because he was a dropout.
But after several weeks of searching, he finally got a job in a store as a salesman. He hated the job badly, but he had to do it since he needed cash for his game.
In less than ten minutes, Everett stepped out of the bathroom now dressed in his work uniform. He combed his sporty black hair, grabbed his phone, and exited the one-room apartment.
Everett headed to the bus station after leaving his apartment and stood there in the station, waiting for a bus with other people.
While Everett stood there waiting, he took out his phone and went to the Eyeplay app to request them to remove his game from the app.
He saw no reason to still leave the game on the app when no single person had downloaded it for the past three years.
"I guess I'll just stick to being an avid gamer and not a game creator." Everett mused as he clicked on the app. The moment the Eyeplay app opened and he saw his game, his eyes widened in shock.
"Wait, it was two downloads this morning. But now." Everett couldn't believe his eyes as he stared at the screen in shock.
"But now it's three!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, causing the people around him to shift their gazes towards him and glare at him in anger and hate.
"Someone actually downloaded my game!" He shouted once more with joy evident in his voice. "Let me see who downloaded it."
Everett swiftly clicked on the profile of the person that downloaded, and the second he caught a glimpse of the name, his mouth widened even more.
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The crowd of players began to mutter angrily. The fear in their hearts was morphing into a violent, desperate anger. When people are terrified of the end of the world, they look for someone to blame. They need a scapegoat. They need a reason. And Everett was the perfect reason. He was the anomaly. He was the man who refused the rules. "If we kill the virus, the computer fixes itself!" Garet yelled to the crowd. He raised his heavy iron hammer high into the air. "Kill the glitch!" another player screamed, pulling out a laser rifle. "Kill him and save the server!" Fifty players let go of the fences and the statues. They allowed the broken gravity to make them light, bounding across the town square like wild, angry animals. They raised their swords, their guns, and their axes. They were coming for Everett. Silas stepped in front of Everett. The brave sniper raised his rifle. He aimed it directly at Garet’s chest. "Back off!" Silas roared, his voice booming with military authority.
Chapter 544
Everett stood up. He grabbed his heavy black greatsword. He did not walk carefully. He let go of control. He surrendered to his own body. Everett ran toward the front doors of the supermarket. His body jerked wildly. He ducked to the left. Two seconds later, a heavy wooden beam crashed through the spot where his head had been. He swung his sword blindly to the right. One second later, a falling piece of iron pipe hit the blade and bounced away safely. He was perfectly dodging things that had not fallen yet. He looked like a madman dancing to a silent song. But he was weaving a perfectly safe path through the collapsing building. "Step exactly where I step!" Everett yelled over his shoulder. Silas grabbed Rae’s hand. Lyra stayed close behind them. They followed Everett’s strange, jerky movements. They ran through the aisles of floating food. The gravity kept turning on and off. One step, they were heavy. The next step, they bounced ten feet into the air like astronauts on the moo
Chapter 543
Everett watched the bullet casing fall. But it did not hit the floor. The small piece of brass fell halfway to the ground, stopped in mid-air, and then slowly floated upward. It drifted past Silas's face and bumped gently against the ceiling. "Gravity," Lyra whispered in horror. She looked around the grocery store. Cans of synthetic soup were lifting off the metal shelves. They were floating through the air like bubbles underwater. A broken piece of glass rose from the floor and hovered in front of Everett’s face. Outside the window, the snow was falling upward. White snowflakes drifted from the ground up into the broken, neon sky. Everett felt his own boots getting light. He felt like he weighed nothing. If he pushed too hard, he would float away. "Rae!" Everett yelled, grabbing the edge of a heavy metal shelf to keep himself anchored to the floor. "What is Chrono-Degradation?! What is happening to the world?!"Rae was clutching her heavy laptop to her chest. She had wrapped he
Chapter 542
The freezing, burning hands of the static-husk squeezed Everett’s throat. Everett could not breathe. His vision was turning black. The monster’s face was a swirling mess of black and white television static. Bright red light poured out of its wide, empty mouth. "YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE LEVEL ONE!" the husk screamed again. The voice was a thousand broken machines grinding together. Everett had exactly 1 Health Point left. The hands on his neck were not squeezing his flesh. They were injecting raw deletion code directly into his veins. He felt his life slipping away. He felt the cold, empty void opening up to swallow him. He needed to swing his sword. He needed to cut the monster's arms off. Everett stared at his heavy black greatsword, the Null-Edge. It was lying on the dirty floor of the grocery store, three feet away from his hand. He was too weak to reach it. He was too slow. “Pick it up,” Everett thought desperately. But before the thought even finished forming in hi
Chapter 541
"He... he has no tag," Rae stuttered. Her hands started to shake. "Everett, he is not registered in the System. He is a ghost file."Everett slowly walked down Aisle Four. He approached the man in the blue shirt. The players from the town square had gathered outside the broken glass windows of the store. They were watching the famous hero. They whispered to each other, wondering what he was doing. Everett stopped three feet away from Mr. Henderson. The manager did not stop moving. He continued to pick up invisible cans and place them on the empty shelf. His eyes were completely glassy and blank. He stared straight ahead at the metal wall. "Mr. Henderson," Everett said. His deep voice echoed in the quiet, dusty aisle. The manager did not turn his head. He did not stop moving his hands. But his mouth opened. "Clean up on aisle four," Mr. Henderson said. His voice did not sound normal. It sounded like an old, scratched audio recording playing through a cheap speaker. It had a stra
Chapter 540
"His cyborgs are marching out there," the warrior warned. "They are made of black metal and purple code. They capture anyone they find. They drag them away to the glass pods. We are trapped here. If we leave this glitched town, the cold and the cyborgs will kill us.""Stay near the fires," Everett commanded gently. "Do not fight them. I am going to end this."Everett began to walk through the crowded town square. Silas, Lyra, and Rae followed closely behind him. The players parted, making a wide path for them. Everett looked around the strange town. He saw the stone castle walls mixing with the old brick walls of the modern buildings. He saw a rusty yellow taxi car half-buried inside a stone pillar. The System code here was completely broken. Reality was tearing apart. They walked toward the center of the town. In the center was the massive, ruined grocery store. The glass windows were smashed. The automatic sliding doors were stuck open. Inside, the store was dark, lit only by fl
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