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Hazeed stood amidst a sea of domes, their ethereal forms rising like mushrooms after a storm. He wasn't alone; numerous other Omega users surrounded him, their eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and apprehension. As his gaze swept the area, a realization dawned upon him. "I'm not the only user!" Beside him stood Mazda and a cluster of fellow users, their collective astonishment palpable as troops poured out from within the domes. "What's happening?" Hazeed's focus narrowed, hands instinctively preparing the automatic weapon clutched tightly in his grip.Troops adorned with specialized helmets and intricate communication devices materialized, their exchanges in cryptic signals leaving Hazeed perplexed. "There's something off," he muttered, a sense of unease creeping over him. Hazeed knew he didn't belong here; the behavior of his automatic weapon differed markedly from that of others. The eruption of gunfire shattered the air, causing the domes before them to swell further. The dome's d
Hazeed remained standing on his track, waiting for the countdown code to start his debut in the new level he had just joined.Gradually, a faint rumbling sound approached.Then suddenly, his surroundings turned dark."What's happening?" he muttered."PLEASE CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON ACCORDING TO THE DESIGN IMAGE THAT WILL APPEAR!"Omega's voice was clearly heard, and Hazeed continued to wait.With his hands ready, prepared to shoot, Hazeed followed the illuminated path.Now, his surroundings turned bright again, filled with images of world destruction and digital chaos.The Eiffel Tower had turned into a data cable assembly, while the Pyramids in Egypt suddenly became marshmallows swarmed by giant insects."What's happening? What does all this mean?" Hazeed was confused. He saw two strange sights that made him think twice to find out what Omega meant by this level.While Hazeed was puzzled.On a spaceship shaped like a circle with two kite-shaped buildings attached in the middle, chaos ensue
Hazeed was still holding on. His only weapon was a small pen that was soft and squishy like a marshmallow. He deeply regretted his choice because he found it incredibly annoying and also utterly ridiculous.Meanwhile, in another part of this spaceship, Mazda, who had just come to from his faint, saw a large screen showing Hazeed surrounded by the Omega troops."Why is he just standing there?" yelled Mazda.All the users in the large hall looked annoyed with Hazeed's silent reaction, who continued to stand still without any resistance, even though several electric shocks had been sent his way by the Omega troops."This is strange, he's not reacting at all!"The attention of all the users who had failed to advance to the extreme level was now focused more on Hazeed. They started to search for Hazeed's identity. A coincidence that fit perfectly with Omega's prediction, who were also ready to spread Hazeed's data.Back to the level arena."What's this? They appeared out of nowhere? Could
The city's neon lights flickered, casting long shadows across the desolate alleyways of New Eden. It was a world where magic and technology intertwined, creating a landscape filled with wonders and dangers alike. Hazeed, a well-known mercenary in the urban underbelly, navigated these streets with a sense of purpose, his steps silent yet swift. His mission tonight was supposed to be straightforward: infiltrate the abandoned sector controlled by the notorious Omega Syndicate and retrieve a data crystal containing sensitive information. However, the air reeked of a setup, the too-quiet streets whispering warnings he chose to ignore. As he neared the target location, a sudden, piercing headache overwhelmed him. Hazeed stumbled, clutching his head, as an unseen force assaulted his mind. The pain was excruciating, as if his very thoughts were being torn apart. It was the Omega's doing; he was sure of it. They had somehow hacked the neural chip embedded in his brain, a chip that not only e
Hazeed stood, looking around with a mix of awe and apprehension. He was trapped in an unknown world, a place where giant mushrooms pierced the clouds and strange plants sprawled as far as the eye could see. The atmosphere was humid, filled with a distinct earthy aroma, while the sky was a yellowish-green, creating a setting that was simultaneously alien and mesmerizing. With every step, Hazeed felt the ground beneath him softly rumble, as if the world itself was communicating in a language he couldn't understand. A deep hunger gnawed at his stomach, forcing him to remain vigilant and search for any potential food sources in this forest of giant mushrooms. He began to walk, avoiding plants that looked too foreign or dangerous. Previous encounters with luminescent mushrooms had taught him not to indiscriminately consume anything he found, no matter how hungry he was. However, as he ventured further into the mushroom forest, a discovery caught his attention. In front of him was a small
Hazeed, now dressed in a different uniform, surveyed the multitude of humans imprisoned around him. The situation became even more bewildering as he realized he had seemingly switched roles with someone else from the user's narrative. Nevertheless, he knew he had to act swiftly to help these captives and understand the new reality he found himself in. With determination in his eyes, Hazeed began to devise a plan to free the imprisoned humans and uncover the mysteries of this unfamiliar world.Gathering his newly formed team, Hazeed addressed them, his voice firm but reassuring. "Alright everyone, listen up. We find ourselves in a situation none of us expected, but we can't dwell on that now. Our priority is to free these prisoners and ensure their safety. We need to work together and stay focused."One of his team members, a young woman with a determined look, spoke up. "But how do we even know who to trust? We're in a completely unfamiliar environment."Hazeed nodded, understanding h
It was early in the morning, but Hazeed's misfortune had already begin.Hazeed, who was washing his bike, was shocked when the landlady threw everything out of his room.Not only that, but she turned off the water tap."Get out of here right now, you're five months in arrears and you're still wasting water! This room is already rented!" said Ms. Lisa."But ma'am, I'm still working on it," said Hazeed, hurriedly putting down the water hose and quickly tidying up his clothes that were scattered outside the room."No, you can't! Leave now because the person will be here soon," said Mrs. Lisa adamantly.Hazeed could only remain silent. He realized that he was five months in arrears and it was very good for him that Ms. Lisa was only kicking him out now.Hazeed couldn't do much about it. He quickly carried his meager belongings away on his old moped.The sun was still warm on his tan skin. Hazeed's only thought this time was to try to find a rooming house that he could fill without having
"Sir, I didn't do anything wrong, sir!" said Hazeed when two policemen arrived and immediately handcuffed him.There was even more commotion outside the clinic. Students who were arriving for classes now gathered in the clinic courtyard.Many of them began documenting and sharing information about Hazeed's arrest on social media."My day is complete," Hazeed thought as the police patrol car drove away from the clinic with him.Arriving at the police station, Hazeed was immediately questioned and bombarded with so many questions.The man really couldn't answer what the investigators were asking because he wasn't involved in the drug cartel as they intended."How much do you get paid to keep your mouth shut like this?" one of the police officers snapped at him.Hazeed repeated his answer."I don't know the woman, let alone get paid, I am the victim of the collision, sir, what is the fate of my motorcycle?" Hazeed said with half resignation.But the investigators did not take his word fo