"Please pay attention, train 11-30 is arriving on time at platform 6." The announcement echoed throughout the subway station. Alayne silently stood up from the bench and made his way straight to platform six. It was a Sunday evening, and although the subway station was less crowded, Alayne didn't mind the quieter atmosphere.
Sundays held little significance for him. On one hand, he didn't particularly care about holidays, and on the other hand, Alayne had to attend his university studies almost every day as a second-year student, so it didn't make much difference.
As he waited for the train to arrive, he casually brushed his somewhat long hair and glanced at the other passengers on the platform with his dark brown eyes. Wearing a gray hoodie T-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of black and white shoes, Alayne carried the expression of a somewhat gloomy university student.
As the train approached and stopped at the platform, people started gathering their bags and belongings, preparing to board. Alayne boarded the train and quickly scanned the other passengers. He noticed that there were only seven people in the train car he entered. Three of them appeared to be university students, while the rest seemed to be company workers or regular passengers.
"Only seven? That's strange," Alayne murmured to himself. He couldn't see the passengers seated at the end of the train car, so he couldn't make out any details about them.
Alayne chose to sit in the far-right corner seat of the third row. He enjoyed watching the view outside the window as the train moved. Being in the middle rows, Alayne assumed it would attract less attention and probably prevent anyone from striking up a conversation and disturbing his peace.
After about ten minutes, the doors closed, and the train began moving with a soft clicking sound. As the train gained speed, Alayne took out his phone from his right pocket and began fiddling with it, occasionally lifting his head to look out the window. Around thirty minutes later, he put his phone down and gazed out the window, only to be met with an unsettling sight. He didn't expect a breathtaking view, but what he saw was complete darkness. It was as if everything was consumed by a void, resembling a moonless night without a single star in the sky.
"A power outage?" murmured the man in the second row, wearing a two-piece suit and appearing to be in his early thirties. He had a puzzled expression as he looked outside the train window. As he spoke aloud, all the other passengers in the train car seemed to turn their attention to the darkness outside.
Some wore puzzled expressions, while others dismissed it as a mere power outage. "Power outage, huh," Alayne muttered. As he continued to observe the darkness, tiny stars began to appear, twinkling one after another. Alayne couldn't help but feel a strange pull towards those stars in the darkness.
"What the f*ck is happening? Why do I feel sleepy? This isn't good."
Suddenly, Alayne woke up.
As he regained consciousness, the first thing Alayne did was glance out the window to see if the anomaly was still there. He was relieved to see a normal view outside the window.
"Was that a dream? But it felt so real." Alayne looked around at the other passengers in the train car, all of whom had puzzled expressions on their faces.
"Did all of you also have a dream just now?"
As Alayne pondered, the man in the left corner of the second row broke the silence in the train car and asked aloud. Some nodded in agreement, while others wore puzzled and scared expressions.
"We all had a dream? About the outside getting dark?" asked the woman sitting next to the man, appearing to be in her early twenties. She wore a blue dress and had a puzzled expression, her beautiful blue eyes trembling slightly.
"Did you have that dream too?" The teenage boy sitting in the front row, facing her, turned back and asked with fear in his face. "Should we call 911 or something?" he added. "Shouldn't we talk to the train guard or the senior conductor first, you idiot?" retorted the boy next to him contemptuously.
As he said that, the train came to a sudden stop, and the door of the train car opened abruptly. "Huh?" Everyone looked puzzled.
"Everyone, please step outside the train right now." A sweet female voice came from outside the train car, echoing throughout the car. It sounded like a speaker outside the train.
As the passengers looked at each other, the voice spoke again, this time with a hint of annoyance. "Please exit the damn train."
"Please exit the damn train immediately," the voice repeated with a more urgent tone. Alayne exchanged puzzled glances with the other passengers, a mix of confusion and concern evident on their faces.
Reluctantly, Alayne rose from his seat, feeling a slight unease creeping up his spine. The passengers began filing out of the train car one by one, stepping onto the empty platform. Alayne glanced around, searching for any signs of authority or assistance, but the platform was eerily vacant.
There were only the seven of them on the platform, and the train seemed blurry to their vision. As they got out, no one said a word. They were afraid of annoying the mysterious owner of the sweet voice.
The voice continued to echo through the station, urging them to move faster. Alayne noticed a flickering light at the end of the platform, casting eerie shadows on the tiled floor. He followed the others toward the source, a sense of trepidation growing within him.
As they reached the end of the platform, the group found themselves standing before an old wooden door, barely noticeable amidst the industrial surroundings. The door appeared to lead to a dimly lit underground passage.
"Enter," the voice commanded, its tone more impatient now.
Alayne exchanged another glance with the fellow passengers, all seemingly caught between curiosity and apprehension. Without exchanging a word, they collectively took a deep breath and stepped through the threshold, leaving the familiar subway station behind.
The underground passage was narrow, with a low ceiling that made even the shortest among them stoop slightly. Dim fluorescent lights intermittently illuminated the path, revealing graffiti-covered walls that whispered tales of forgotten souls.
The group followed the winding passage, each step amplifying the weight of uncertainty. Thoughts raced through Alayne's mind, questioning the nature of this strange occurrence. Was it a prank, a hidden camera show, or something far more profound? The dream-like experience and the voice's persistent commandments added an eerie layer of mystique.
After what felt like an eternity, they emerged into a vast underground chamber. The air was heavy with a sense of ancient secrecy, and the chamber was adorned with ornate symbols and inscriptions on the walls. At the center stood a circular platform, pulsating with an otherworldly glow.
Suddenly, the voice spoke again, this time directly within their minds. "Welcome to Kodoku. Hehe~ nice name right? I named it myself using your human history and words. Chosen ones, you have been called to fulfill a destiny beyond your imagination."
Alayne's heart skipped a beat as he absorbed the gravity of those words. Kodoku? Like the curse poison? Chosen ones? Destiny? What awaited them in this enigmatic underground realm?
As if guided by an invisible force, the passengers gathered around the pulsating platform, their gazes locked onto its mesmerizing light. A surge of energy coursed through Alayne's body, intertwining with a mix of trepidation and anticipation.
In that moment, the chamber trembled, and the ground beneath them split open, revealing a dazzling abyss. A staircase materialized, leading downward into the depths of the unknown. The voice echoed once more, resonating within their very souls.
"Now, descend, and embrace your true potential. The path to greatness lies before you."
Alayne took a deep breath, his heart pounding with a blend of fear and excitement. With resolute determination, he took the first step on the staircase, followed by the others, venturing into the uncharted territories that awaited them below.
Little did they know that this unexpected turn of events would unravel their lives, weaving a tapestry of adventure, danger, and self-discovery. The journey they were about to embark upon would test their limits, challenge their beliefs, and forge unbreakable bonds.
And so, they descended into the abyss, their footsteps echoing in the darkness, guided by the faint glimmer of hope that lay ahead.

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Second Phase
Gray clouds blanketed the expanse, concealing the space beneath. A magnificent yet elusive gray castle loomed, seemingly asserting its dominance over the surrounding area. The atmosphere exuded an air of grandeur, accompanied by an unsettling undercurrent. The gray hue, symbolic of deception and trickery, pervaded the very essence of the place.Within the castle, a mysterious and enigmatic figure, the god of deceit, resided. Clad in a shroud of gray fabric, surrounded by raven-like ethereal entities that swirled around them. An unmistakable sense of power and authority radiated from their being, casting an aura of both mystique and foreboding."It appears the moment has arrived. My dear avatar, may you continue to put on a spectacular performance," Marauder's voice, simultaneously mystical and eerie, echoed throughout the castle. The shadowy, raven-like creatures clung to the corners of the throne and the ground, seemingly cowering before the authority emanating from the voice."He wi
Conversation
"Authority, huh? Well, to be honest, I expected you to ask for that topic," Solarael remarked, taking a refined sip from his white porcelain teacup. Cradling the delicate vessel with elegant finesse, he continued, "Well, I have already considered how to maintain the flow of the conversation, should you inquire about that." "Is that so? Well, that's good to hear," Alayn replied with a smile as he, too, savored the exquisite brew poured by the angelic Solarael. The sweet aroma of the oolong tea enveloped his senses, offering a tantalizing olfactory experience that hinted at a sophisticated flavor profile waiting to unfold. As the tea touched his lips, Alayn's taste buds were greeted by a complex dance of robust oolong notes that gently intermingled with nuanced hints of caramel and brown sugar. The tea seemed to envelop his palate in a delicate embrace, leaving a lingering sensation that was both revitalizing and soothing, as if every sip was an intricate melody playing on his tongue.
History
Observing the book vanish after his touch, Alayn couldn't help but ponder whether the rumored luck boost upon entering the library was truly in effect. Intrigued by the mysterious circumstances, he carefully retrieved another book from the nearby shelf, its spine gleaming softly in the ambient light. As he approached one of the exquisitely sculpted small tables, he couldn't help but appreciate the intricate craftsmanship of the furniture. The table and chair emanated a lustrous brown shade, appearing to be crafted from the finest dark oak wood, each curve and detail meticulously designed. Intrigued by the carvings behind the chair, which depicted a bookshelf with a pair of wings, an eyeball, and a hovering triangle, Alayn felt a sense of fascination and curiosity wash over him. The enigmatic imagery seemed to suggest hidden depths within the library's offerings, further fueling his desire to uncover its secrets. With deliberate movements, he swiftly pulled out a chair and settled int
Missions
"Zins, huh? What a peculiar name for currency," Luvern muttered, his voice hushed as he seemed to find amusement in the monetary denomination of Kodoku. Alayn nodded in agreement, sharing the sentiment. With the realization that they were likely transported to a world with its own civilization, Alayn had to revise many of his plans. He had initially assumed they were heading into a straightforward battle royale with only players, but the new circumstances demanded adaptability. Nonetheless, the prospect of a more complex game with additional players didn't deter Alayn; to him, more participants promised more excitement. "Very well, that's the extent of my explanation for the next phase of the game. You'll receive your messages and missions shortly. Any other information necessary for your survival will be provided after the game begins," Viviana stated with an enchanting smile. "Well then, may your own abilities not betray you in the true forsaken world of Kodoku," Viviana whispere
Chain Reaction
As Alayn's mind swirled with revelations and speculations, the players around him exhibited a palpable mix of emotions. Some held their breath with anticipation, their eyes reflecting a glimmer of hope, while many wore expressions burdened with fear and trepidation, dreading the unknown that lay ahead in the game of Kodoku. However, a collective hush pervaded the assembly, a tacit understanding that disrupting the angelic figure at the central platform would be unwise, to say the least. Alayn, meanwhile, felt like a conductor orchestrating his mental symphony of thoughts and analyses. The revelation about gods possessing multiple avatars was a puzzle piece that had snapped into place in his mind. He couldn't help but wonder about the other avatar of the god of deception, if indeed such duality existed. As the scoreboard rankings were revealed without providing the specific placements, Alayn recognized that uncovering the rankings of the players around him presented a challenge. The
Ranks
"Before we move on to the details of the final phase, Kodoku, I think I should first let you all know the ranks you hold in the scoreboard. Please note that your positions are based on how much entertainment you provided to the Pantheons," Viviana said as she waved her hand. "Scoreboard and rankings?" A player next to Alayn, dressed in a red checkered shirt and black cotton trousers, echoed Viviana's words as a question. "They have a darn scoreboard for us? Isn't the reason for the game to find the most powerful authority holder? Or is that the goal, but these weirdos are making it fun for themselves by adding competition and entertainment?" Alayn mused silently and he wasn't sure of the correct answer. Deep in thought, Alayn sensed a change in his ability card, much like the moments when he had previously experienced alterations – once when he copied Neo's ability and when the "Proceed" button materialized on his card. An inkling told him that something new had surfaced within it,
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