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Chapter Four: Microphone Mayhem & the Angry Giant
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The glowing "OPEN" sign of the DragonByte PC Café buzzed softly as Max and Craig stepped inside. Rows of PCs hummed with energy, and the faint smell of ramen and cheap cologne filled the air. Craig led Max toward the back, past the common area, toward a private room he’d booked specially.

Max stepped in.

Sitting in the room was a massive figure—broad shoulders, huge arms, and a chest so wide it looked like it had its own ZIP code. A tattoo of a dragon coiled around his arm, and his face looked like it had never once smiled in its life.

Max raised a trembling hand, trying to be polite. “Uh… hey.”

The giant didn’t react.

Instead, Craig casually walked up to him and slapped palms in a heavy handshake. “John Kent, this is the guy I told you about—Max.”

The huge dude stood up. Max’s soul almost left his body.

“You’re Max?” John rumbled, voice deep enough to shake the chairs. He extended a hand.

Max gulped, shook it.

“Nice to meet you, kid,” John said, grinning slightly. “Sit down.”

Max sat—awkwardly—his eyes nervously scanning the room. Three girls were sitting across from him. Stylish, cold, uninterested. Max smiled at them. “Hi.”

No response. Not even a blink.

Okay... tough crowd, Max thought.

Just then, Craig clapped his hands. “Oi, bring him in!”

A frail boy shuffled into the room, wearing only his shirt and… boxers. His eyes were blackened, his lip swollen. Max’s heart dropped.

“Stand right there!” Craig barked.

John picked up an empty soda can. Craig grabbed a bag of chips.

Together, they started throwing things at the half-dressed boy like it was some sick carnival game.

Max’s fists clenched. He could hear his own heartbeat.

Craig suddenly turned to him. “Drink with us, Max.”

Max shook his head. “I don’t drink.”

Craig’s grin faded. “What? You scared of me?”

Max looked away. “No…”

But it wasn’t fear of Craig that made his hands sweat.

It was the SYSTEM NOTIFICATION glowing faintly in his vision:

[QUEST: Show your manhood. Hit Craig with a microphone.]

[REWARD: Silver Key]

[PENALTY: Loss of manhood (permanently).]

[Time remaining: 5:00]

Max’s pupils shrank.

“Loss of WHAT?!” he screamed internally.

Craig got up, turned to John, and said, “I’ll go check on my guys in the other room.”

He stepped out casually, leaving the chaos behind.

Max stood up too. “Bathroom. Be right back.”

He slipped out and leaned against the hallway wall, breathing hard.

“I am NOT doing this. That guy's practically a mob boss!” Max whispered to himself.

Grim suddenly appeared over his shoulder.

“You should do the quest,” Grim said cheerfully.

“Are you CRAZY?” Max hissed. “Did you see the size of John?! That dude eats bricks for breakfast!”

[Time remaining: 0:30]

Grim blinked. “You better hurry. Or say goodbye to the crown jewels.”

“Why is this my life…” Max moaned.

He peeked into the hallway. Craig was on a call, laughing, back turned.

Max’s eyes narrowed. Then he saw it.

A mic stand. With a wireless karaoke mic sitting in the holder.

The weapon of destiny.

The final seconds counted down.

[0:10… 0:09… 0:08…]

Max whispered, “Screw it.”

He yanked the microphone out, sprinted forward—

“HEY CRAIG!”

Craig turned around mid-laugh.

WHAM!!

The microphone smashed into his face with a satisfying thunk, sending Craig sprawling like a broken trash bag.

[QUEST COMPLETE.]

[REWARD: SILVER KEY OBTAINED.]

Max grinned in relief. “YES! I keep my preciouses!”

He held up the glowing silver key in victory.

Then he noticed… the silence.

A large shadow loomed over him.

He turned.

It was John. And he was furious.

“Did you just…” John’s voice trembled with rage, “...hit my friend?”

Max looked up slowly.

[SUDDEN QUEST TRIGGERED:]

[DEFEAT THE ANGRY GIANT.]

Grim floated beside Max. “Well… now you’ve done it.”

Max’s smile vanished. “…Please tell me that silver key unlocks a tank.”

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