CHAPTER 5
Author: Ugo Lee
last update2025-08-11 02:16:25

"That's impossible!" Mr. Daniel exclaimed as he shifted his gaze back to the gruesome scene happening downstairs. His expression wasn't the one Everett was expecting after he had just told him something that sounded crazy.

The expression on Mr. Daniel's face was one of shock and disappointment. It was almost as if he was expecting this, just not expecting it to be this way.

"No, the code was supposed to make my game dominate yours and then, with my game dominating yours, it would have enough power to clash with reality and make the Blood Battlefield into the new reality. But somehow, your code was able to dominate mine, and now your game, The Aero Game, is a reality!" Mr. Daniel grabbed his head, with buckets of sweat trickling down his face, and his white suit was now drenched in sweat.

A puzzled expression appeared on Everett's face after hearing Mr. Daniel's words. It was almost like he was talking gibberish.

"What do you mean? I don't understand!" Everett questioned.

"There's no time to explain! All you need to know is that the former world you once knew is now gone! The whole world now lives under the rule of the game you created! No more governments, no more laws, just the laws of the game!" Mr. Daniel voiced out as he was currently panicking.

"Sir, please, I am not following!" Everett still couldn't understand. The commotion and massacre going on downstairs prevented him from understanding and kept distracting him.

"The code I made you input into my computer was a project I have been working on for twenty years now. A project that would change the whole world. A project that would make my game a reality! But somehow I failed, and now your survival game has merged with the real world!" Mr. Daniel explained.

Everett remained mute. His heart racing and sweat trickling down his face as he shifted his gaze to the commotion downstairs.

"Shit. This is exactly how it is in the game. The level one is about the player going to a headquarters to strike a deal with a man named." Everett paused in his words as he shifted his gaze towards Mr. Daniel. "The man was named Daniel. I named him after you since you were the one who inspired me." Everett's eyes widened in shock.

"Exactly. What's happening now is exactly what happened in level one of the game. You are the main character, and you came to the headquarters to strike a deal with me, just like how you came here tonight to discuss business. Since that's the case, then we will surely make it out of here alive without getting eaten by those lizards. You are the creator, so you should know the lizards' weakness or better still know a safe exit." Mr. Daniel bellowed as he wiped the beads of sweat off his face with his sleeves.

"This is bad." Everett commented with a tensed look on his face. "I only focused on the main character when creating the game. Meaning I only programmed it in the game that the main character escapes through a hidden tunnel, while everyone else in the headquarters got eaten by the lizards." Everett explained.

"What? Why would you do that?" Mr. Daniel exclaimed in shock.

"I don't know. I didn't really pay attention to extras since they were only added to make the game more realistic." Everett responded.

"So, you are saying everyone here, including me, would die?" Mr. Daniel questioned, and Everett remained silent as he was lost in thought.

While designing the game, he made three solutions for the main character to pass the first level. The first solution was for him to kill Mr. Daniel and unlock an instant weapon and also get a portable portal that would teleport him out of the headquarters.

But Everett never used that option while playing since he respected Mr. Daniel even if he was a character in a game.

The second solution was to fight his way out of there, meaning he would have to fight with all he had against the lizards to find an exit.

That was mostly how Everett loved completing this level since he enjoyed fighting the lizards.

But now that it's all real and he couldn't just respawn whenever he dies, he knew fighting them would be suicide.

Which leaves him with the last solution, and that was to find a secret tunnel. Everett never bothered to find this tunnel since crawling through a tunnel would be so boring to play.

And whenever he gets to the end of the tunnel, there is always a lizard waiting for him.

 "There might be a way to save you. I didn't focus on the extra characters while creating the game, so I didn't program them to live past this level. But because I didn't program it doesn't mean I can't let them survive. I can always fight the whole lizard's way before they kill anyone, and by doing so, everyone would survive. But since this is not a game but the real world, I can't start fighting those lizards. I can also take them along the escape route if I please, and in doing so, they survive."

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