{ CREATING MORE SYSTEM GAMERS}My body slowly got up from the ground, and I found myself back in the system world with Claw standing before me. "I guess Shadow Balde is trying to convince them of what is going on," he said, taking a seat on the hewing machine before me. **************************************************************************Shadow Blade stood up in front of Thomas and the rest of my friends. "Hello, I am Shadow Blade." He said it with a smile, introducing himself. Thomas looked at him and laughed. "What is this nonsense?" "Can you just wait and listen to him? I am sure he has something to say to us." Rosetta and the rest were quiet, listening to what Shadow Blade had to say. "First, I want you to believe everything Fred is trying to tell you. I know how hard it is for you to believe us, but I think he has shown you what he can do. And Zack, this is not the first time we are meeting. I believe I have met with you once." Shadow Balde shifted his attention to Zack.
{ THE GATHERING}Dickson sat all alone on the sofa couch. His world falling apart right before his eyes. He looked around and all he could see were his security guards. " Come here you.!" He roared as the young man ran to meet his master. " Any words from, Diana?" "No, Mr Dickson. She hasn't been returning her calls." Dickson looked at his phone again and dialed Diana's number. He was out through to a voice mail. He smashed the phone against the wall annoyed. " Find her! I don't care how you do it but you need to find my daughter!" he shouted in anger All the men in suits ran around as they tried to gather any intel to locate Diana. [ I WANT TO BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T KNOW THE FULL EXTENT OF YOUR POWERS YET. OUR POWER.] AKUMA said gently in a calm soothing tone. [ I CAN FIND YOUR DAUGHTER IF YOU ARE READY TO LISTEN TO MY INSTRUCTIONS.] " Your instructions? Are you still going on about the gaming system? What the hell is my business with some stupid gaming world? Do I look like I care?
{ JAIL BREAK }Dickson paced back and forth, his mind racing with thoughts of how to execute the jailbreak. "We need a plan," he muttered to himself. "And we need it fast."Akuma's voice echoed in his mind, [ OF COURSE WE NEED A PLAN. WHERE ARE YOU JUST GOING TO ENTER THE DUNGEONS ASKING THEM TO FREE YOUR SON?]Dickson nodded, determination etched on his face. "First, we need to gather intel on the prison layout, guards' schedules, and any vulnerabilities we can exploit."He called for his most trusted allies, including Jackson and a few others. "We're breaking Jonas out of jail," he declared, his voice firm. The men looked at Dickson a little scared but they were ready to follow him even if the plan looked like they were all going to end up in jail with Jonas. The group huddled together, brainstorming ideas. "We could create a distraction," suggested one of the men.Another chimed in, "Or we could bribe a guard to look the other way."Dickson shook his head. "No, we need something m
{ JONAS OUT OF THE COUNTRY}The SUV raced through the night, the sound of sirens fading into the distance as they left the prison behind. Inside, tension hung thick in the air, mingling with the scent of blood and sweat. Dickson lay in the backseat, his breathing shallow, his face pale as he kept losing a lot of blood. Jonas hovered over him, his hands trembling as he tried to apply pressure to his father's wound. Blood kept flowing as he tried to apply pressure on the wound. "Keep pressing," Jackson urged, his voice strained with worry. "We need to stop the bleeding." He shouted from the driver's seat trying to make sure Jonas was applying pressure on Dickson's woundJonas nodded, his gaze fixed on his father's face. "Hang in there, Dad," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "We're going to get you help."But as the moments passed, Dickson's condition only seemed to worsen. His breathing grew ragged, and his skin grew even paler beneath Jonas's trembling hands. The fear of l
{ GATHERING RESOURCES } the door creaked open, and and Jackson's eyes widened in amazement. Inside Jonas's room, it was empty, save for a neatly made bed and a few scattered belongings. There were no signs of Jonas ever having been there. Inspector Merrill and his team searched every nook and cranny, but all they found were ordinary items: clothes, books, and personal items. There was no evidence linking Jonas to the house.Dickson stood by, watching the search unfold with a calm demeanor. He knew that Akuma, his mysterious ally, had ensured that there would be no trace of Jonas left behind. Despite the tension in the air, Dickson remained composed, he knew he could trust Akuma. After an exhaustive search, Inspector Merrill turned to Dickson with a frustrated expression. "There's nothing here, Mr. Dickson," he admitted grudgingly. "But mark my words, we'll find your son, and when we do, he'll face justice for his crimes."Dickson met Merrill's gaze evenly. "I have nothing to hide,
{ A REVISED GAMING SYSTEM} I sat down, thinking of what I was going to do. I knew by now that Mr. Dickson knew that I was having Diana. I wondered why he was not coming to attack me. The university was resuming soon, and a part of me thought of freeing Diana. Rosetta entered my mansion. with a smile, "Good morning, Frederick." She greeted "Rose, I wasn't expecting to see you this morning." I replied. I looked at her dressing and saw she was different. She had been using the money she had gotten from the system to make some little changes. She had gotten herself a car and also bought some fancy clothes. "Why are you here, Rosetta?" "Well, the university is resuming soon. Have you thought about what we discussed?" She asked, taking a seat. "I told you already; I think I am not going back in there. Besides, the board is run by Mr. Dickson." I walked towards the wine bar. "Wine?" I looked back to notice she was staring at me. "Is there something here you want to tell me?" I asked, jud
{ AKUMA IN DISGUISE } I looked at the gaming system and the layout, and everything about it had changed. I was fortunate to still have my gaming avatar, but I don't understand a bit of the gaming system. "What is going on?" I asked Shadow Blade.[AKUMA IS WHAT IS GOING ON, IF YOU WOULD ASK ME.] THE BEST WAY TO WIN THIS FIGHT IS IF HE CHANGES THE GAMING SYSTEM. You need time to master it, but I can help you through the steps. Shadow Blade comforted "Can you do that? I mean, change the system's programming. I thought this should be done by the programmers only." I asked, not understanding how Akuma was able to change the gaming system.[I KNOW YOU ARE FINDING IT HARD TO BELIEVE, BUT I HAVE EVERYTHING OTHER CONTROL.] Claw reassured me as I laid to sleep. The chirping sound of the birds woke me up. I looked at my phone, and I saw many missed calls from my friends.[I SIGHED] Walking into the bathroom, I had a warm shower and got ready for school. I made sure to lock my doors and bolt
{ AKUMA TAKES OVER THE UNIVERSITY CAMPUS}I looked at the dean seated before him before I walked out of his office. I looked back at him again, and he felt familiar. I quickly played my game, and I lost. I felt downcast, and I reduced my points. "We need to do something about this Shadow Blade," I said, gently clenching my phone.I AM WORKING ON IT, BUT IT IS NOT GOING TO BE EASY. JUST TRY AND MASTER THE GAMES AND THE RULE. [I AM SURE YOU WILL FIND OUT THE PERSON PULLING THE STRINGS] Shadow Blade assured me. My mind went back to the dean: "Is there a possibility that Akuma can shapeshift?" I asked again, sensing I had seen him. [SHAPE SHIFT] I don't think so, Frederick. EVERY AVATAR HAS ITS OWN UNIQUE POWERS, BUT POWERS CAN BE STOLEN IF YOU KILL AM AVATAR AND THE GAMER. Claw answered. I stopped abruptly as I walked through the school hall. "What do you mean kill the gamer? Are you telling me if I am killed, then my gaming avatars and power will belong to my killer?" I asked with dis