Following her swift footsteps, they ran through the darkness until they reached a crumbling house. Leo gave Draven a wary look as he paused at the entrance.
"Can we trust her?" He asked silently.
Leo shrugged and replied, "We don't have another choice now, do we?"
Draven's heart was still racing from the encounter with the creature, and he spoke up, "Uuh... Hey stranger. I'm sorry to say this but... are you sure about this place? I'm not trying to be rude but this place looks like it's about to crumble any second."
She turned to face them, her expression calm and somewhat bored.
"You can go back if you want. I prefer having the place to myself."
They pushed open the creaking door to reveal dusty furniture, weapons, and equipment inside.
Then Leo spoke. "I'm Leo, and this is Draven. Thanks for your help back there."
A faint smile appeared on her face as she nodded. "I'm Elena. It's not every day that I come across dumb people. How long have you both been here? You don't have to make a ruckus when fighting. You'll only attract more danger to yourself. You two can call me El."
Draven said with a mix of irritation. "Look, Elena, I mean El." He corrected himself quickly. I appreciate your help, but we were just doing what we had to do. I don't know anything about this place. So I'm not dumb. We're not dumb."
With a bored expression on her face, she looked at him. "Suit yourself," she said as she took off her weapon.
"Sorry we made a bad first impression." Then Draven walked up to her and extended his hand.
"I'm Draven. This is Leo." He gestured towards Leo.
"I came to this game today, and met Leo and yes also met you too. I'm such a social butterfly." He flashed her his bright smile but she seemed less interested in talking to him.
Leo chuckled nervously. "Nice to meet you Elena."
"El." She corrected him.
"Oh, sorry. Nice to meet you, El."
Elena waved her hand, "No need to apologize. Now that we know each other, follow me."
She walked to a door in the corner of the room, but as she opened it, a hidden passageway appeared. There was an underground staircase leading to an astonishingly well-preserved sanctuary.
They descended into the underground hideout and Draven couldn't help but ask. "Wow, this place is lit. How long have you been here?"
His question was met with silence.
"That may not be a question you want to ask." Leo whispered to him.
"Oh. But how long do you think she's been here?" He whispered back.
"Well... She already has her special powers and a cool hideout. I'd say 5 days to one week"
"Wow. But the game ticket was open just today" Draven couldn't get how these players had already reached higher levels while he was just here.
"Time isn't the same here. Here, time is faster. Time is slower in the real world." Leo explained to him as he continued walking, "So those who came before you have higher levels than you."
"Ohh." Draven nodded his head, "Got it."
They climbed the staircase silently until they reached a big room. There were things on the wall too, like a sword adorned with an elegant bronze hilt. A fighting cane with an unfamiliar style. This firearm had a long barrel and a container of metallic balls next to it. The sword caught Leo's attention. He was just about to touch it.
"Don't touch anything." Elena scolded.
"Alright, alright." Leo raised his hands like surrender.
There was a shelf on the wall full of wearables, like a duelling vest etched with symbols and marks. It was a shield lined with metal and wood. A ring adorned with numerous gemstones.
Then Elena spoke, "Both of you are new here. That means you don't have your powers yet or don't have acquired any wealth now."
"Wealth?" Draven asked.
"Everyone has to acquire wealth in the game in order to survive in the game and reach higher levels. This wealth grants you special armour in the game and you can do other things in game or in the real world too.I am sure your system has already told you about this."
"Oh, I see," Draven replied. He thought about what she had said for a moment.
Elena, Draven and Leo continued walking in that sanctuary. The soft glow from mysterious crystals cast an otherworldly light around them. Turning around, she stared at them.
Draven furrowed his brow. "In the real world? What does that mean? I thought our wealth was just part of the game mechanics."
Elena nodded. "You're partly right. Our special wealth is indeed game mechanics, but they're also connected to the real world also. In this world, they are used to acquire unique powers, but you can also use your money in the real world."
Leo chimed in, "So, you mean our wealth will also be available in the real world at the end of this game?"
Elena nodded. "Exactly. The more we explore the game's world and acquire our respective wealth, the more we can unlock our characters' true potential. This money is the key to unravelling FortuneCraft's deepest secrets."
Draven scratched the back of his head. "How do we learn about the system more and unlock these special powers?"
Elena looked at him like he was silly. She shook her head and replied. "It starts with research and sometimes even embarking on quests specifically related to the wealth system. We'll need to find clues, decipher ancient texts, and interact with non-playable characters who can guide us on our journey."
Leo leaned in as he was intrigued. "So, it's like a mix of in-game knowledge and uncovering the game's hidden wealth system."
Elena nodded. "Well.... Something like that. As we progress, we'll uncover the true potential of our characters. It's not just about defeating enemies and completing quests; it's about understanding our past, our wealth system, and the source of our powers."
Draven, now fully engaged, asked, "And once we acquire this wealth, how do we use them effectively in the game?"
Elena was becoming irritated. "Have you never played an RPG in the real world before? I called you dumb before and this just goes to prove my point."
"Hey!" Draven protested.
She rolled her eyes and continued."Once we understand the system, we can strategically use them to solve puzzles, overcome challenges, and defeat formidable foes. It's not just about brute force; it's about skill and creativity in using our powers to outsmart the game's challenges."
Elena explained the concept of games and their importance, but she couldn't help but feel a growing irritation at the stupid guys in front of her.She spoke, her tone tinged with annoyance, "So, understanding our characters is essential. You'll know more about yours when we find the Oracle of the Shrouded Sands."Draven looked puzzled. "The Oracle of the what?"Elena rolled her eyes, barely concealing her frustration. "The Oracle of the Shrouded Sands, Darwin.""It's Draven to you""Whatever. The Oracle of the Shrouded Sands is a mythical figure in this game world who possesses knowledge about our characters which are associated with the amount of wealth we can acquire. Finding the Oracle is one of the primary objectives in uncovering the full potential of our characters.""So, how do we find this Oracle?" Leo chimed in."There's a map. There's a map leading to it. But the map is long lost. No one knows where it is. Some say the map was torn into two equal halves."Leo looked at her t
“How long until we get there?” Draven asked, gasping for breath.“Don’t be a whiny child,” Elena snapped back. “And by the way, which one of you wanted to see a pretty lady, huh? Shouldn’t you be patient enough to see something that brings you pleasure?”Draven rolled his eyes. It was so critical of Elena to bring up past discussions that didn’t favour her whenever she wanted to make a point. He didn’t have a problem with it, except that they had been walking for such a long time and he was sincerely tired. How hard was it to get to some persons who would help them get the map? Of course, he won’t voice it out just yet, since Leo was kind enough to take the words right out of his mouth.“Don’t you think we should have met this person by now? He asked.Elena shot him a glare. “We’ve only been walking for two hours.”“Only?” Leo asked, his tone higher than usual. “Only? My god, I’m wasting my breath talking to you like this. I get that you’re very strong and all that, but if you hadn’t
Draven peered at the sky. He realized then that evening had come, but because of Elena’s power. She was able to manipulate the elements just a little more than what it was. Now darkness panned over them, starless and close. It felt as though he would be able to reach it if he just stood just a bit.“What are you doing?” Leo asked.Draven looked down from the sky to her. Yes, what was she doing? Her smile was maniacal, almost like she had these whole things planned inside her head and she couldn’t wait for them to hear it.“My friend would be required to speak with Draven alone,” Elena said and looked pointedly at Leo. ‘If you can just give us a moment.”Leo peered around her shoulders and saw only the dark woods behind her, which seemed to turn darker each second. “I don’t see any friends of yours.”Draven felt wrong, but he didn’t exactly know where the feeling came from, or its purpose. Naturally, seeing Elena’s powers were not exactly charming, yet it felt as though there was somet
Draven ran into the woods, the sound of his heartbeat louder than his own breathing. He vaguely wondered if she would run after him, if she could track him. The whole night had ended too fast, too dramatic. The effect of her fake night was beginning to wear off. It was difficult to hide in the daylight, but easier at night. If she raised the effect, it would still be dark, but not as pitch black and starless as it was.Draven touched trees as he slowly made his way around and continued to run in slow patches. Damn that girl. She had killed Leo, and it could have been him. It could have been him. He stopped for a moment and bent over, his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breathing.“The bag,” he whispered to himself. “The map.”He had nothing. All he knew was that Leo had disappeared into thin air and he had quickly fled the scene. Elena had stared too long at the damage, at the air where he disappeared. She had brushed it aside as a mistake, and was ready to focus on Draven
The monster turned away from Draven. It seemed impressed that it had more prey than usual, and a startling number at that. Six of them. Six players. Draven knew this by their outfits, and the way they stood. They were probably a gang, he mused. They might have heard him and the monster and came to have their own pound of flesh, so he dare not imagine that they had come for him, to save him.“What do we have here?" one of the players hooted. “Been long since we saw one of these.”“And with a player at that,” another hooted.“A level one player,” the first one countered the second one. “He doesn’t look like he would last long here.”“Doesn’t he?” A third player stepped forward and brought out his weapon. “Why don’t we try it out, hmm?”The monster stepped away from Draven noiselessly, like it was floating in the air. He had recognized their new company as a threat and had considered taking them out. Draven leaned up on his elbows and moved back a bit, creating more distance between the
He woke up with a start. Draven touched his chest to see if he was alive. After confirming that he was indeed alive, he took in his surroundings. He was still in that damned forest, and the dead bodies of the players were no longer there. Maybe they had vanished. He wondered if that wasn’t the case, if he had simply walked on until he fainted out of distress. After all, he hadn’t rested for hours and his memory felt fuzzy.Groaning, he stood up. His back hurt, his whole body hurt. Draven stretched out his arms and his sides, then his back. It felt good. He craned his neck from side to side in an attempt to stretch it; the crack he heard left a satisfying feeling within him.[System activated. Welcome, Draven.]Draven stood upright. He vaguely remembered that he had reached level two the night before. He’d killed those two people-in self defense, of course, and he had his XP increased. He was sure of it, even though his memory felt vague due to all those strained activities the night b
There was a cracking sound, like metal on stone. Draven’s head and brain were a mess, so he did not immediately process what the noise was. It took several long minutes and the continuation of the noisy metal on stone for him to finally realize that it was actually a sword grinding on a stone. Only a sword could grind and make such a high pitched sound. He wouldn't have continued lying down there if his body hadn’t automatically tensed, ready to spring. In one second, he jerked up from his sleeping position; his action was more instinct than concern. His brain was still fuzzy, but he processed his thoughts as quickly as possible. Draven knew now that this was a virtual video game and it was so very brutal. For all he knew, someone might be sharpening that sword to kill him.“Welcome, Mr. Draven.”He jerked around, startled. He hadn’t even processed where the noise had come from, much less behind him. Now he could see that it was his virtual sword trainer, but his brain was still fuzzy
On the second day, Draven learned archery. It came as a surprise to him when Master woke him yet again and handed him some arrows and a bow. The bow was pretty weak, probably not strong enough to hit its mark.“What matters is not the equipment, but your skill and aim,” Master said at the confused look on Draven’s face.Draven sat up and held the arrow and bow in one hand, examining it. “What is this?”“We will be learning archery today.”“No more swords?"“Don’t you know? Have you not been notified?”“Notified of what?”Master watched him, saying nothing. He didn’t have to say anything at that moment, because then Draven heard the system whirring within him.[Congratulations, your training has earned you a few skill points.][Skills unlocked: None.][Skill points earned: 5][Experience: 70/300][Points earned will enable you to learn more skills that are not on the charts.]Draven sat up. It didn’t take him long to process the information; his brain had been super active these days,