LizieLizie wiggled her finger as she came back to consciousness. As when her blurry vision adjusted she noticed she was in a different environment. Looking around, she felt some nostalgia, yeah, this is how it feels before in the game world. There were particles of sand on her feet, and the scorching heat was striking her skin. She grasped at her nose. Gone is the bleeding. And so is that whistling piercing sound. Where am I? Lizie looked around. She's on a sandy beach that has lost its beauty. The seawater was foaming with dirt. It was beyond the low tide, there were algae everywhere. And she could sense that the salty air contains toxins. She loves to go to the beach when she was a kid, but if beaches were like this, she would not dare go. Lizie gets on her feet. Her body was sore. She began walking, finding her way out amidst this strange place. "Jan! Guys! Where are you?" she called, yelling. But she seemed to be alone, cast out on an island. Oh, island, she doesn't even kno
"So, to be summoned to the game, you need to hear the whistling sound?" Carsen clarified. Muriel nodded. "Where is that whistling sound exactly came from? What was that?" Carsen asked. "It's part of the flute's abilities, the Vilgroi's talent. Music manipulation affects the auditory sense and consciousness of the hearer," Orin interrupted. He switched the monitor and discusses what he discovered by studying the information which Muriel handed to them. It turns out that even the summoning to the game was manipulated by the system like everything in there was programmed. It's a good thing, they have access to that through Muriel, it's just that, some parts are beyond his control, it's either Jimmie himself or the other boundless involved who have access to it. Nevertheless, it's enough that at least they have an idea about how Jimmie's so-called epic game works. They will use this information to their advantage. The world in Jimmie's epic game world is basically operated through
Lizie could have gotten near to Jair if only the waiter didn't block their way. She lost sight of him. He got lost in the crowd. She was teary eyes. She's in mixed emotions of longing and badly wanting to see him, and yet just when he was near, there she lost him again. "Lizie comes, let's go home," Janesi was persistent. Now her annoyance was diverted to Janesi. Lizie glared at her, and she shove her so that Janesi flew banging on the wall. The people in there stopped. Their entire attention was now on them. It was as if the guests at that house party were startled or just curious spectators, waiting for what was to come next. Janesi sighed. "Look, sorry," But Lizie growled at her, she shove her too, and she run towards where she thought Jair had headed. But then the tension increases when suddenly a loud crash reverberated and before they knew a corpse landed in the midst of them. The dead body is filled with cuts and bruises. There was fresh blood and splattered glass on
"So, the first game is the clued-in mystery murder, what's Jimmie's plan?" Carsen asked Muriel. Carsen really wanted to go into that game but his problem is how? Another thing is how can the Abojans he recruited be in there too? He could not execute his plans unless he was there in the game! Now, Muriel is spilling out details about the rules in the first game, and the punishment it will involve for those who will not able to make the task in time. The basic principle of the clued-in mystery murder is that it's the players who were hunting the killer, yet the trick is they don't know that they too were being hunted, and that part wasn't disclosed to Muriel, perhaps Jimmie's inner circle knows it. "So, who was Jimmie's inner circle? I need a name?" Carsen asked. "Is it Harpie?" Muriel shook his head., "No, Harpie's being sent again to Mount Infernal. He's no longer trusting his own blood." "Okay, so do you know one?" Carsen asked again. "I only know a name. I just heard it bu
Indeed humans lower their standards when caught in an apocalyptic society. Yeah, he expected to see the worst here in this warehouse but he guess he's not prepared for it. The scenario he is witnessing right now is breaking his heart. He could imagine the mental torture and the physical agony of those aspirants here, and they have no choice but to embrace this new world order whom Jimmie Vaughn had created, and lived with the trend because they need to survive after all. Observing around, Carsen noticed how pitiful the people were in there. Endure hard labor, nasty food, and uncomfortable quarters, plus their crumpled dignity, for here, they weren't treated as humans, but just machines, laborers where their desire of alleviating their lives is taken advantage of. "Haissht! I can't even swallow this!" Dizal sighed, whining. He looked around, and commented, "These humans here are st***, right? How could their highest aspiration is becoming Jimmie's truck driver?" "Shhh!!" Carsen h
"So how are we going to survive this mystery murder game?" Janesi asked Lizie. "Any idea on mind other than baiting your face?" Lizie raised an eyebrow. That sounds more like an insult than a compliment. " Well, in a matter of life and death I'm pretty sure you're gonna throw your morality, too," she replied. " See that guy?" Lizie asked. She was referring to a tall, white guy with a huge body build, who seemed to be a leader of a group of humans who were with them at the house party. " Yeah, he's got a group of friends," Janesie commented. Lizie chuckled, "You're right, so we're going to stick to him, stick to them rather," she said. The guy to whom Lizie was referring seemed to be a promising ally. Looking at him, Janesi could tell that that guy has the leadership skill. His friends listen to him and obeyed what he says. He's got a body too that seemed to be worn out in combat. She wonder if he's got some special abilities too, powers like them, if not then they'll be t
"It looks like Jimmie Vaughn has a pattern on his choices of players that he's going to be sent to his game world," Orin explained. Carsen opened his cell phone and a video presentation was on it, showing what Orin is discussing. "So, these are the players he had summoned in there, both humans and boundless?" Carsen asked. "Exactly!" "So, if you'll notice the players mostly are associated with Standford High, and this confirms that somehow, Jimmie Vaugh hasn't changed his main preferences after all this time," Orin continued. " But take note, he added little flavors to his choices this time," "What is that?" Faces were flashed on Carsen's cellphone screen. " This is Easton Cowell, a Standford High alumni, who happened to be Jair Santana's rival gang...same m.o with Jair before, they're both the group of bullies," Orin informed. "Uhm," Carsen nodded. " So, what does this have to do with the summoning?" he asked, confused. "Guys, Jimmie Vaughn is summoning the worst guy
" So, this is the new setup of Jimmie's epic game world!" Carsen exclaimed after they all get through the portal entrance. "Where are we?" " What place is this?" The Abojans asked looking around. They seemed to be the only ones here, which is unusual. "Where in a harbor, can't you see?" Dizal commented. He's right anyway. They could see the waves crashing against the harbor wall, exploding like bombs as fog dispersed on the narrow streets. There were ships, but they could tell it was all empty for the entire place is covered with silence except for the sound of birds, seagulls, and crows that screeches around. Carsen knelt to touch the ground. He stared carefully at the sand on his fingers, examining it. "This is an illusion!" he muttered. "We entered here by force, and not by summoning so we're somehow open to this world as what is this. Illusionary is one of the Vilgroi's talents," Carsen explained. "Let's keep moving!" he suggested. ----Meanwhile" I'm sorry m--mast
Everything in the cosmos has become a void. Almost a third part of it has fallen into blackness and emptiness. At this moment, Prime had been transported back to planet Earth but nothing was left in there. This planet has been long in desolation but this time it is very different, even dreadful, even emptier from the previous. Perhaps this is the earth's worst state. The planet has come into the void, and what was left were just vast barren, dry lands. There's not even a single drop of water. The planet is no longer the blue planet, the life-sustaining, and Prime knows that it would be just an hour before this entire land would disappear, and this planet would turn into just -- "a darkness", like those what happened in the cosmos. Seeing the planet's most devastating state, seeing its travail, and dying state, Prime couldn't help but be overwhelmed by emotions. He's late. There's not even a single life he had caught in here when he arrived, and that's so disappointing. Remorse, yeah, h
The High Council's realm is a serene scenery. It is so beautiful that it gives the beings there a sense of peace. It also has a kind of vibe that will make anyone feel in awe and somehow hesitant. But Prime Emanator has been used in this place. He no longer felt any intimidation. He moved inside. His steps were sure to where he was going -- to the Council hall. When he arrived there, he was met by a group of creatures in their human-like figure, yet their aura tells they aren't humans. "Oh, so gate did not reject you!" one of the Council commented. "We can see that you are now completely back, Emanator," one said. Prime ignored their comments. He has no time for that. "I bet you all know why I'm here," he said. The council who were sitting at the center seat raised his eyebrow for Prime's snobby attitude. "Careful, know where you are and who you are talking to," said the council. Prime scoffed, " I wonder if you still could act like high and mighty when all of us here got w
The stability of the planet was just a temporary relief but it was never the cure to what Earth is going through right now. Today is another menial day for the people. Some were bustling down the streets. At least now, though in a short time, city streets had become alive, again. Though there were remains of ruined buildings, at least the streets are no longer ghost towns. People are starting to go out and live their normal human lives. Friends and families gathered for a common work, for a meal, while the rest of humanity are beginning to get up again. It was particularly interesting to watch everyone having life in these busy streets, some walking busy, some walking leisurely, they're the symbol that the planet is now recovering. "This is disheartening to see," Talyn whispered. She was there in the side street, observing, and perhaps guarding. Usiu didn't reply for he felt the same way too. These humans didn't know that the peaceful lives they were enjoying now were just tempora
"So, how would I achieve that kind of state?" Carsen asked Tadhiel. He flexed his grip and his Mithril came out. Tadhiel clicked his tongue, " That's not just that," he muttered shaking his head. Carsen's brows furrowed, "What then?" he asked. "The battle you'll be in in the next days no longer needs combat, but it will be a battle of abilities, of powers. If you really want to stop the Vilgroi, you need to surpass him," Tadhiel explained. Then, his gaze trailed at Carsen from head to toe. " Aside from that the High Council will reject you, you won't win against the Vilgroi with that state of yours, so human, or a superhuman? No," Tadhiel stated. Carsen sighed, "Okay, so what are we going to do here?" "I will guide you in tapping into your full state as Prime Emanator," Tadhiel said. "Uh, but wait, erasing my humanity would that mean I'll forget all my memories as Carsen Adams?" he asked. Tadhiel chuckled, "No, you're not like the Vilgroi, that thing happens only when on
The gathering of all the gems in the pillar was the collapse of the entire game world. Because of that, no game realms would exist on planet Earth no matter how powerful the Vilgroi and his boundless are. Carsen and the Outsiders made sure of that. With the help of the supplies and lands they personally cultivated, and together with those gems, the Outsiders were able to at least restore the planet's vegetation a little. Such a thing has a big impact on human lives for that means, now supplies, food and all the basic necessities they need for living would no longer be denied of them. For a little time, the world was back to its normal state where the people's lives had been lived normally like before Jimmie Vaughn rose to power. However, Carsen Adams, and the Outsiders, know that this isn't the end yet, that there's still a threat out there, and perhaps there will be until the Vilgroi is alive. "It's like there's an eternity in each sound in this moment here in this farm," Uncle Br
Now Carsen is on his way to the trail to the pillar to collect the last gem he needed on it, the cruxible. "This is perhaps the last time I will be helping you dude," Takii said to Carsen. "I'm already quite obvious to the other hunters." Carsen tapped Takii's shoulder, " It's fine, bro, thanks for this anyway," he said. "But if I may ask, the game hunters, what are they?" Takii's brows furrowed, " What do you mean, what are they?" "What are they? Like are they like you? A human?" Carsen asked. Takii laughed, " Of course, but unlike the players, we weren't given choices to side with. Our allegiance must be with Jimmie Vaughn alone, and what I'm doing now would certainly risk my life." Carsen sighed, " This is the last time you'll going to be doing this anyway," he muttered. The trail to the pillar is extremely dangerous compared to the others he has gone to. Takii told him that it was a different world there beneath the portal, yet he needed to accomplish it all in a design
" I'm opening the cell gate now, master, but I can't guarantee your powers will work out fine when you guys come out," Talyn informed Carsen. They were still communicating through telepathy. "It's okay, Tal, I don't have time to play this game, can you give me some information about those voices we heard in our headphones?" Carsen asked. Talyn swiped the large monitors in front of her, and as she did so, certain images popped out on the hologram screen. She was quite surprised to see who were those. "Uhm..master based on the voice recognition here, it's Adeleum and Mihr," she told Carsen. "Adeleum? Mhir?" Carsen muttered. "Mihr?" Usius interrupted when he heard what Carsen had just uttered. Carsen turned to him and asked, " Yeah, why?" Usiu's eyes gleamed at the recognition of an old friend's name. Yeah, how could he forget such a name? Mihr and he grow up together in their realm. He was a childhood friend. Mihr even learned first to sing than him. He used to look up at hi
Carsen's eyes lit up as he sensed the Adeleum and Mihr's arguing. Although it isn't clear to him who's the creatures behind manipulating them into this game, he could sense right now, that whoever is behind this, they're not on good terms. My ability is working despite the unknown. Now, what I needed to know was to learn who are the boundless behind this! Sadly, I can't communicate with Talyn. Carsen thought to himself. The cell gate sounded again. This time, the game soldiers are fetching another player. The players hold their breath, expecting that one of them will be chosen to face their death. "It's now your turn, doctor!" Todd was startled at what he heard on his headphones. His face went pale in fright. He looked around as if asking for help from his fellow players but he knew that they couldn't. Todd looked back at his co-players when the game soldiers took him. Meanwhile, Dizal banged the cell in frustration. "We must get out of here!" he muttered. He then turned to C
The cell gate opened. The players all hold their breath anxiously. This time, the first one to play was called. It was Jair. Hearing that, Lizzie broke out in tears and begged she'd replace him instead but the operators were too deaf. It's unusual this time that there aren't any explanations or rules given before they were called out, before the start of the game. The more reason that the players get nervous. They wonder about the uncertainty, and they know its possible danger so it's scaring them. The rest of them remained quiet, while others had violent reactions. Like Lizzie who was crying on the floor now, and Dizal who was hitting the cell door and cursing at the cameras above them. While Carsen on the other hand just sits calm, thinking in the corner. "Urgghh!!! Let us all out of here!" Dizal was screaming. He tried to throw some force field on the cell bars but it just bounced. The prison cell where they are held is indeed resistant to their ability as Carsen said. Aside from