“Hey kid! Come on, it's our turn.” Hearing his friend call for him, the young player disengaged his menu and looked ahead. “Is it time already? Shouldn’t we wait a bit longer?” He asked as the thoughts of that solo player resurfaced. “Nah, he’s probably dead by now. While it was out of line for him to go down first, it didn’t matter since all the other players knew that he was going to die quickly. In any case, get ready. This will be your first time witnessing a boss battle, so stay in the back, and watch and learn.” The swordsman then withdrew his sword from the sheath on his back and flourished it with a flashy air of mastery. His young friend clapped in amazement and sang praise of his skill. “You really know how to use that thing. You seem like a real swordsman from all those fairy tales in the online library.” “You know it! I’ve been practicing hard to get good at this game, one day I’ll win a pvp tournament and become famous.” The swordsman grinned ear to ear while his
Upon defeating the Skeletal Tyrant Rex, Luck collapsed to the ground. Whatever skill he had used had worn off and he was returned back to his normal state. As the aura around him waned, he felt his body become suddenly wracked with pain as the after effects from the repeated use of [Rage] took its toll. This was also compounded by how his health was in the red and his mana was depleted. This caused him to feel mentally impaired and his legs felt faint. Falling to his knees, Lucked gasped for air. “Ugh, I feel like I'm going to die, but at least I won. Now… Onto the next part.” As the floor below him began to descend, his vision went dark as the light of the cavern began to grow distant. Quickly drinking a Common Night Vision potion, his sight came back. During his ride down, a pillar had emerged in the center of the boss room. Setting his sights upon it, Luck attempted to stand but felt his knees give out. This was highly irregular since the after effects of [Rage] did not last
Forced out of the game, Luck found himself in his room.Laying on his bed, he clicked his tongue in annoyance at the timer in front of him. Level 0 had a somewhat strict penalty when it came to dying in game. Upon death, a player would be forced out of the game and would be subject to a 24 hour suspension to their account.Since a player in Level 0 could only have one account, this was devastating since sudden events were always abound in the game.The thought of missing out on any possible chance to gain new powers, skills, or equipment made Luck want to cry out in anger but he was not that childish.While he was biologically a young man of 20 years of age, mentally he was 30 years old and had the maturity to keep his emotions in check.Even still, the severity of his situation was evident as he could not wipe away the frown that was on his face.His family was in danger and he needed to use every possible moment to save them.He needed money and he needed in-game fame to do that to
Looking on the bright side of his situation, Luck had found that a new addition had appeared in his status menu. Under his section for [Titles] were the words [Limit Breaker]. From his memories of the future, this title was a common occurrence for all players that wanted to advance towards the mid to end game content of Level 0. While titles in games are usually seen as just achievements of special feats or the accomplishment of trials, in this VR game, titles held a similar value but had the important benefit of giving the recipients a bonus effect or certain perks. In the case of [Limit Breaker], its effect gave players the right to increase their status past the point of human limits. The cap for all stats except intelligence and wisdom were set to 20, while the others were set to 100. This was a future point of contention between the players and the developers of the game. The players had complained how hard it was for them to advance due to the restrictions of stats, so to a
As he left the bustle of the front office of the training grounds, Luck immediately headed to the room indicated on the slip of paper he got from Carol. Down a long hallway of doors, Luck surveyed each one and confirmed that he had the right room number, he then moved to open the door. Upon entering, he was met with the quite expansive quarters of a fully furnished training room which could possibly accommodate 6 people at the max. Suddenly, a prompt appeared in front of him. [You have entered Training Room 619, Would you like to enter training mode?] [Yes/No?] Selecting the obvious choice, the prompt then turned into a menu that gave him an option to choose a variety of training weapons. Selecting a few, a variety of unique and special looking weapons materialized on a nearby table. This was one of the many perks of renting a private training room. Usually, players would have to pay for the use of the more specific or specialized weapons. This was due to how the system of p
During the period of time when Luck was suspended from the game due to his recent [Game Over], party leader Caleb, a close friend of Queen Flamerath and a top guild member, had returned from a dungeon run in the [Pit of the Dead]. After witnessing Luck’s climactic fight with the Skeletal Tyrant Rex, Caleb had ended the dungeon run early since he was summoned back to the Kingdom of Primeria. He had received a quick response on his findings, so he quickly disbanded the party and had used his waypoint to return back to the city. His possession of a usable waypoint was a testament to his veteran status in the game of Level 0, he had become so engrossed in the game that it soon became like that of a second life to him. Upon his return, he met with Queen Flamerath who, after viewing the recorded battle between Luck and the Skeletal Tyrant Rex, had ordered him to begin an investigation on Luck. They had yet to find out his name, so for now they designated him as [The Player]. “Flamerat
Hearing a knock at the door of his private training room, Luck was taken off guard as it was not the scheduled time that the npc staff would come in to retrieve the broken dummies or ask if he needed any additional services. Using the menu, he found that a player was requesting entrance to the room for the purpose of having a meeting with him. Luck had no issue with inviting the player in as he had gotten somewhat chummy with the players that frequented the training grounds. He, of course, kept his identity and skills a secret and went by the fake name of “Luke”. He had already let a few into his rented training room as he wanted to observe the fighting styles of others to make a comparison to his own. Opening the door, Luck welcomed the player. Upon initial greetings, Luck noticed that the player was a large and tall man who seemed to have a serious air around him. This was only compounded by how his eye’s belied any friendliness or malice, but had more of a business oriented de
Finding himself stunned like a deer in the headlight, Luck’s mind was flabbergasted by how direct the queen was being with him. Right out of the gate, she was asking for his name but had implied that he should reveal his true name to all in attendance. Standing to the sides of the throne’s lowest steps, a number of people, wearing what he could identify as rare level equipment, were giving him a look as if he were a mismatched fixture in this hall. He could tell that they questioned his reason for being here but could not against their queen’s decision. Her initial question was likely a test and a chance to reveal his secret to her higher up either willingly or unwillingly. Luck could tell that some of them had their suspicions since they heavily scrutinized him without any negative connotations. He could guess that if he did not reveal his name, he would likely find himself in some unexpected trouble in the future. Taking a few minutes to deliberate on if he should, he recalled