2025-02-18 00:57:26Oliver's eyelids began to lift open as he slowly regained consciousness. He picked himself off the floor and rubbed his head slightly.
"What the hell happened?" Oliver mused, a slight look of puzzle evident on his face as he glanced around his room. The last thing he could remember was him swallowing his medical pills,and then he suddenly passed out.
."Was I imagining things, or was there this strange screen right in front if me even though I did passed out?" Oliver pondered. After blacking out last night, Oliver remembered this strange holographic screen popped up in his line of sight.
While thinking about the screen, the strange holographic screen materialized right in front of him.
.[OLIVER BECKETT HAS SWALLOWED THE LAST ENERGY PILL]
[OLIVER BECKETT IS NOW MEDICALLY FIT TO INHERIT THE DIVINE TALENT]
[CONGRATULATIONS, YOU HAVE AWAKENED THE ULTIMATE DIVINE TALENT]
Oliver glanced at the numerous screen popping up right in front of him, and none of it made sense to him.
"Just what is all these? Am I hallucinating or what?" Oliver wondered as he rubbed his eyes, hoping to get rid of the screen, but that didn't seen to work.
"It's still here? Meaning it's real?" Oliver intoned, his fingers rubbing his chin with looks of contemplation evident in his face.
Since Oliver failed to get rid of it, he began to read the words written boldly on the screen.
"I am now medically fit to inherit the Divine Talent?" Oliver read out loud with his fingers on his chin. "Does it mean those pills I've been taken these past few years was to make me fit to awaken some...divine talent?" Oliver blurted out, his gaze still glued to the window screen in front of him.
[TO PROCEED, OLIVER NEEDS TO ACCEPT THE POWERS AND COMPLETE THE ACCEPTANCE QUEST]
The screen in front of Oliver morphed to a whole new one, and the puzzled expression is on Oliver's face intensified.
[YOU ONLY HAVE 10 SECONDS TO ACCEPT, OR YOU WILL LOSE HIS GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY FOREVER]
[TEN]
[NINE]
[EIGHT]
[SEVEN]
"Great, there's a countdown!" Oliver blurted out with his eyes widened. "I don't get a chance to think about it? Really? I am supposed to make my decision within ten freaking seconds?" Oliver lamented as the clock kept counting down.
Even though Oliver didn't really know what was going on, he wasn't dumb to know that it meant he would awaken a Talent, and probably become stronger once he accepts. What Oliver wasn't sure about was what the acceptance quest would be all about.
But there was no time to think, he had to make his decision right now or lose it forever.
[THREE]
[TWO]
[ONE]
[YES✓]
Oliver selected the yes option in the last second, and the screen in front of him vanished, replacing it with a whole new one.
[YOU WILL NOW BE TRANSPORTED INTO THE QUEST AREA]
Receiving that last notification, Oliver vanished into thin air, and appeared in a whole new location.
"What the?" Oliver swept his gaze through the foreign location he now found himself in.
The place looked like a vast open arena that was filled with hundreds of seats for spectators, but no one was present there.
"Where am I?" Oliver mused in bewilderment as he glanced around the place.
[YOU ARE NOW IN THE ACCEPTANCE QUEST ARENA]
[GOAL: DEFEAT THE WARRIOR]
[REWARD: ????]
[FAILURE: DEATH]
Oliver's eyes widened in shock and his jaw dropped to the floor after reading quest's instructions.
"Defeat? Wait, I am going to fight someone? Or.. something? How am I supposed to defeat anyone if I do not have a Talent?" Oliver panicked with his heart racing and his shirt now drenched in sweat as he kept glancing around the place.
[ELEPHANT DAGGERS HAS BEEN GRANTED TO YOU FOR THE QUEST]
A notification popped up right in front of Oliver, and in a blink of an eye, two short daggers appeared in both of his hands.
"Daggers...that's good.. at least I won't be completely defenseless." Oliver glanced at the daggers in his hands and clenched them firmly. "Just what am I fighting?" Oliver wondered.
He kept glancing around the place, until a metallic gate by the side of the arena lifted open, and thunderous footsteps could be heard, causing the whole place to shake drastically.
"It's coming." Oliver gulped as the footsteps grew louder, and the whole arena kept shaking as warrior stepped out. The footsteps got louder until the said warrior finally arrived meters away from him.
The warrior looked like a 7 foot tall samurai with black mask on his face and two giant blades held in both hands. The appearance of the warrior was intimidating, and just by looking at it, gave Oliver shivers.
"I am... supposed to fight that thing?" Oliver gulped down with a nervous expression. "Hey, I don't want to be apart of all these again! I don't want your stupid powers, just let me out of here, please!" Oliver pleaded, seeking for a way out.
But there was none.
Once he clicked on the yes option, there's no going back. The only way out is if he completes the quests or dies.
"Shit, why did I agree to this in the first place? I should have just keep living as the clueless trash everyone knows." Oliver lamented, his gaze still fixed intently on the warrior meters away, and the warrior also stop there glaring at Oliver.
"There's nothing I can do now..I already made my decision, now it's up to me wether I live or die. Even though I am weak, I can't just give up without doing anything! I rather die knowing I at least tried to defeat it!" Oliver hyped himself up as he clenched the daggers in his hands and got in a fighting stance.
He dismissed the nervous expression on his face and replaced it with a determined look.
The samurai stood there for a few more minutes before charging forward and headed towards Oliver.
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