."I am the best swordsman in the whole world of game 9ine. You should have see me, you should have seen the great me and how I defeated the ghost king of Goguryeo and it's army. I swung my sword running in the highest speed I could muster stamping my foot with force.
Thunder stroked with lightning, the seven seas splinted in fear of my arrival, the cloud pave way from my exquisite glorious perfect swings. Accompanied with the flame dragon of yong jong jun"
"Wait wait, hold up!! Hoooold up!!! dude. Who is the hell is yong jong jun?. I never heard of him before. I don't trust your mighty adventures of lies you have been filling my ears with Tobi. You are boasting again aren't you". I stop my wheel chair and lift head looking at his excellency, pack of lies Tobi behind me bragging for things I presume never happened.
[FOLLOW MAPPING DESINGATED AREA] An Ai voiced out
After we pressed our ear gear and log in to the game. We were directed to a point in the city where the boss monster would appear and usually we meet other ranking players who wants to defeat the boss monster and win the price however we are determined to win it.
The day falls into evening and we stood in front of a field with an overhead train bridge with a subway train chugging across the train tracks. It shook loudly and let out a metallic sounds.
I see multiple players with different game avatars on their shoulders or beside them. I see a slender lady with round glasses holding a heavy artillery sniper gun dressed like a cyberpunk soldier. These kind of player pose to be quite highly intelligent and quiet.
She is beautiful, short cut brown curly hair shaven on the side. I see a name atop of her head, Dianna Dina and next to her his a bald black man with brown eyes, big with well built muscles, military pants and a brown shirt that seems to bring out his muscles. He has a large sword behind his back.
I roam my eyes among all these players, some with cat faces, others fairies, guns etc but one I see looking dangerous. There's no name atop his head, is it even possible to switch off the name tag?. He is a tall sneering man with red hair. He has broadness of shoulders and was quite big. Can't make up his face but has a scar between his head to his right eye.
Observing is one of my best specialty, looking at people and suddenly these strange dude blocks my part of vision.
A fat boy with large bulging stomach. He is tall with blonde haired jelled to the side. I would not describe him as good looking though most women would probably admit that he's passable arms have size to them, but not from muscle but mere fat. I do not doubt that his stomach his is un pleasurable to look at in nearly every way, he is beneath me. He's even eating crunches sweating. As I continue to sit there defiantly with a little smile on my face. He really does not deal well with confrontation. His breathing is a little laboured. It's honestly sickening to behold.
"Where are you from? Attempting to make a casual conversation.
"California".
",Heh, California eh? I'm from a little further north my self. Still it's good to see so many players from California here to battle the final boss. Crunch munch. Munch"
I don't bother to reply to whatever he saying for which is rather obvious, he is merely making light conversation for the sake of speaking.
I'm not a fan of that. He eyes staring at my wheel chair wondering how I intend to fight with a wheelchair. He tries to be friendly in other to ask the same question every player looking me is itching to ask. Well Jesus perform a miracle and so I should sort out their curiosity.
"Marco Luca, is my name and you?.
"Tommy Ryan". I press a button on my wheel chair and everything begins to shift. The tires curve in to skaters and the metal handles transforms into exo skeletal legs up to my lap. The leather sits transforms into a bag pack behind my back with a belt circled around my waist. Two futuristic cyber blades appears in my hand.
The surprise looks and shock as the transformation shifted before their very eyes. I began to skate round testing my black robotic skaters. I pressed a button and the skaters hid behind my ankles and just a metallic boot. The time appointed began to click from ten to one. I have just a regular white School sleeves on.
Tobi stands beside me all transform into a bright red Japanese samurai robotic warrior suit with a mask of a demon holding two long katana sword. Other players shift into Various form of medieval clothing such as dark magicians, knights, kings, and others holding guns and various weapons.
The count down counts to one, I see drones in the sky and the surrounding environment with cars, train, bridge, houses and various towering buildings begins to shift from modern houses into a tarven Inn with woods and bricks, large house shifts to castle with cobble brick floors, medieval rampart walls, towering castles with brown twin towers, and the cars shifting into wagons and in matter of seconds. The environment is been dated back to the medieval era with some CGi VFX virtual effects.
The clouds opens up with a tornado cloud of fire and a creature with the head of an Eagle and body shape of a horse with eagle wings appears. On top of it is a warlord general with a metallic T shape helmet, armoured to the teeth with Korean electronic metal armors from his neck to his feet holding a saber red long glavie.
"Hey, Tobi, you said you defeated Yong jong jun, ghost king of Goguryeo however I can see that giant general bearing the same name. Toooobi" I shift my gaze.
"Hahahaha, I forgot, those epic battles were fought in my dreams. I forgot to conclude that part".
"Toooobi, I knew you where lying and boasting asswhole"
"Hehehehehe. It time to defeat the real thing. You were down so I decided to package some lies to lighten your day". He brushes his finger under his nose.
The eagle screams and rapid shock wave spread across the city. The Ghost king comes down from his horse creature standing two stories tall. He is a freaking towering giant with two green HPbars and Four MP at the left side of his head.
"Rooooooor!
Vibration and shock waves in frequency echos from his mouth. He swings down his giant red glaive accompanied with a massive amounts of force and wind towards the incoming running players.
"DEFENSE" I see Marco Luca jumping forward with is bouncing stomach in front holding a large police armor shield. He receives the impart of the a descending red saber glaive with massive amounts of force. His system pops with a blue tab. [THE DURABILITY OF YOUR SHIELD HAS REDUCED 85%] The force from the impacts pushes him back and the cobble floor screams in agony cracking and tearing up like tree branches breaking into several crumbles of brick stones. "Hahahaha hahahaha" Tobi begins to laugh hard pointing at Luca's dressing. " Of all player character, he chooses to become a police officer in a medieval Era. His large stomach out sized in the black police uniform and button seem like it will pull out anytime soon. It is hilarious". "Tobi, it is nice to laugh but I think it's time we join the fight as others are already fighting" I see players fighting the flying eagled creature. The creature flying and players with gun shoots at it but it seems to manuover his way across easily.
30seconds more, I skate through alley of a medieval town however a swing from the ghost giant gialve came crashing building walls up on me. I Manage to skate with all energy I could muster dodging flashy attacks from the ghost king. I observed the horse eagle flying and screaming firing several winged arrows down at me. For a while, I focus while analysing the winged eagle monster above shooting at me, I didn't realize that the ghost king was not behind me. I turn to look at my front view suddenly I see the glaive swinging below crashing building aimed at me. I didn't have time to manuover , the glaive slammed on to my knees shifting me of balance however I manage to stand up skating and suddenly a loud sound rang out. BANG! A sniper's bullet aim for my head hits my Exo skeletal suit throwing us of balance crashing us against the cobble floor. The Ghost king kicks a towering building while walking out simotanously swinging his glaive down at us however we are in luck as the paral
I strike the giant ghost king and a banging exploding light flash the air and the game cleared. We could hear players clapping their hands and others whistling for our coordinated victory. It was a relish shown that has not been seen in the history of gaming and they relish the spot. Our system pops [ CONGRATULATIONS] [YOU WIN 30,000 LIFE POINTS] [NEW SKILL GAINED- GHOST KING ARMOR] [HOT CORE SIGNATURE GHOST KING SABER SWORD] People clapping for our Victory. I lift the long Saber which begins to glow in golden colors. It's attack power is level four, red is level ten attack power. I must use it for a fight before I could unlock the red hot signature of the red saber. I swing wrapping around my hand feeling the sword. "Hi my name is Dina Ross. I am American" Dina stretch her hands to shake me. "My name is Natasha Romanoff. I am Russian". She remove her cat mask and the most gorgeous blues we ever see. Thick pinkish lips and a beautiful straight blonde mixture of black hair. "D
A tall pale skinned man with blue eyes and dark brown hair on golden color suit walked into a large vip hospital room. In front of him was a man lay asleep with oxygen mask on his nose. Lancaster a tall paled skinned man with brute shoulders, grand father of tommy "Father, your era is over. It's time for me to rise to the pinnacle of power". Tommy's uncle said as he removes the oxygen mask from his father's face and reached for a pillow. Lanscanter smirks with his lips and delirious intent walking closer to his father. He pressed the pillow against his face. Lancaster struggles for air several minutes before he finally gave up the ghost. "Good bye Father". He rearranged the pillow and puts the back mask on his face. He turns to leave and suddenly he was startled as young tommy watched in horror of his uncle killed his own father. This secret was known to him alone which made him believe that his uncle tried to get rid of him.. Tommy runs out of the hospital. ... On the car with his
Tom's father runs out of game 9ine company. He has been calling his son but not going through. He tracks him and the gps direction points to a cafeteria in town. He sends a voice mail oh God! I lost my wife and I can't lose my son too. I told him not to login into the game. It's not an ordinary game. .. " Hello Tommy if you hear me. Get back to me as soon as possible. It's a death game. The game has been hijacked by demons of the underworld. The algorithm codes are portal gate ways that connects reality with virtual world but the spirit world had entered the games using the virtual creatures and NPC as their host. Any player who dies in the game dies in real life and the demons will take possession of their mind and body killing the identity of that person and over ride them. They become humans with the players physical body in real world" can you hear me. He enters his small bettle car and drives tracking the his son's phone. Driving he sees many people entering the game with the
Nine powerful god demons and their minions and monsters where actually sent into the game taking the form of game avatar Npc with their actual demonic figured form in other words, Humanity as players in a game that connects the alternate realm making the virtual reality game a bridge between the spirit world and the Human for both the physical and spirit to meet. These demons cannot be defeated by swords or saber because their powers are beyond human imagination. When I saw the mass death plans blue print of Mammon and Armageddon. I quickly created a code within the game by the wisdom of a divine being from heaven that gives the player a way to fight out by forming a party and grow in strength and I unlocked the game special skills ability and ranking everyone from level two so as they can defeat the demons. People with a red tattoos in their hands are people selected by me to lead them in the game known as cardinals. They have been known as leaders of the game and have special feat
[WELCOME PLAYER ESTHER, YOU HAVE BEEN REAWAKENED!] WORLD: EARTH NEW EARTH NAME: ESTHER MARK RACE: ELVE GODDESS GENDER: FEMALE JOB: WARRIOR (ARCHER CLASS) LEVEL:4 HP: 98/100 STR: 20 DEX: 5 AGI: 5 LUCK: 50 ABILITIES: LIGHTNING ARROWS/SWORD SKILLS: BOW OF ODYESSUS STORAGE AND OTHERS: LOCKED. Esther dressed with full combat armor like goddess athena holding a bow and arrow walking into the oasis of dawn. She sees different players with different gaming characters. She sees a beautiful orange fantasy scenery with large floating mountains with houses and flying creatures atop. Among the players in the game. Her eyes catches a familiar head of tommy. "I could have sworn a particularly familiar shade of white haired youth had entered my vision for a split seconds". Unable to locate it once again the video field cuts in and a giant man stood in front of her in an holographic image. Shocked, she stretched her hands to the sky and shouted. "Faaaather" she squeezed her hands in an
"No, I can't die you frustrating old man. I just awaken to find a new life and search for my love. The baby cried out rebelliously. No, what is heaven thinking?" Esther struggle and every sounds that came out from her mouth were sounds of a baby and her body couldn't keep with her strength. "Yossh!yossh! Don't cry Esther. I know you are against it but I have no relative to leave you with. I grew in an orphanage and I know how well life could be for a child without parents and I think it's better to die and I go to hell and let you go back to where ever you came from than to make you struggle and suffer. These world is no place for a young lady like you. It's a hunting grounds" Esther still crying as David tried to climb atop the bridge when he heard a voice from behind. "I won't do that if I were you, why not sell you soul to the devil and become rich. Enjoy the riches of these world then go to hell instead of dieing poor , suffering and then still foolishly go to hell achieving no