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
As the conversation changed towards the topic of how Luck and Queen Flamerath would interact in the future, Luck was the first to put his chips on the table. “To start, I am guessing that you would like to recruit me as a member of your guild and to work with you in progressing that certain quest. To this, the queen smirked as she liked the direction Luck was pushing the conversation, but it was short lived as she frowned when she was interrupted by him as she was about to speak. “And! While I can already tell that this is ideal for you, I need to inform you that there are circumstances that make me unable to join your guild.” “Oh? What would these circumstances entail?” Queried the Queen. Heaving a dejected sigh, Luck stated one demand in a blunt tone. “A billion credits.” “Excuse me?” “If you would like to recruit me, you would need to pay me one billion credits, no more and no less.” To this, everyone in the throne room was stunned into silence and were slack jawed by his d
Days began to pass as more subsequent meetings were held to discuss and smooth out the deal between Luck and Queen Flamerath.A month had passed since Luck had restarted his character and it was now early July of the year 2700.Toward the beginning of the first week was when the deal was completed.Standing with the Queen and the entourage of higher ups, Luck was surveying the land that would officially become his to use.With his vantage point from a tall and wide cliffside, he gazed upon the verdant green of the rolling plains that continued on into the horizon.He could see a few monsters and animals grazing and traveling around. Taking a breath of the air, he could smell how fresh it tasted and how unspoiled it was from the touch of humans.There was no sight of any other human player other than himself and the queen’s group. Wishing to know how he felt, the queen walked up beside him. Even when she got close, Luck did not react but instead continued to marvel at the sights in fr
Amidst the heat of the ongoing battle, Luck knew that his stats were currently not enough to handle the wolves on his own so he had worked with Caleb to split up the oncoming enemies. Thanks to the quick actions of the team’s tank, 1 of the 6 wolves were already dealt with while the 5 remaining fixed on Caleb. He would continue to get the attention of as many as he could while Luck intercepted any that attempted to get around the literal human wall. “I’ll handle these guys.” Shouted Luck, his intent meant for Flama.” “Support Caleb with ranged attacks, Quick!” Unhesitantly, she withdrew a weapon from the magic bag at her hip. Strapping it to her arm, she pulled the tension cord back and loaded a metallic bolt. Her eyes narrowing like a hawk, she let loose bolt after bolt which dug into the hides of the wolves. While not enough to kill, it wounded and slowed the monsters down. Added with the poisons on their tips, the wolves began to feel sluggish while others began to fall ove
Is he testing me? Is what Flama thought, recalling how Luck had acted during their meetings, she distinctly remembered him being bold but somewhat hesitant when it came to offending her or her guild. She began to think that since Luck could have an underlying trust issue with her group. While they had been initially friendly, some in her group saw him as a key to power. Wanting to subvert such an event from ever happening, she nodded in agreement. “Go ahead, our lips are sealed.” To this, Caleb hummed his agreement and Luck gave them both a vague smile. He had thought that Flama would have been more nosy but was a little glad that she seemed easy to approach. As he turned away, he motioned to them. “Step back and be sure to keep silent, and remember. No one can know of this.” The two again nodded and moved at his behest. As they stood next to the carriage while Luck pulled up his menu and opened his exchange shop. Upon seeing his empty balance of RP, Luck grimaced as he depo