"One thousand credits!?" Neo blurted out, his voice filled with disbelief and a hint of uncertainty, unable to fully trust what he had just heard.
"Yes, indeed," Solarael replied with a smile, a tinge of amusement lacing his words. "By selling your one-time question back to the shop, you can receive a generous sum of one thousand credits. I assumed that Player Alayn had informed you about this option and the potential value it holds. Did he not mention the amount you could obtain by selling it?"
Neo didn't answer Solarael and remained silent, as his mind consumed by a single question that echoed loudly within him: "What the hell did Brother Alayn do with those thousand credits he obtained?"
Neo refrained from voicing his thoughts and chose not to ask Solarael about Alayn's use of the thousand credits. He realized that obtaining an answer from Solarael would require spending some of his own credits, and Alayn was someone he could approach directly without such expenditure. In Neo's mind, the question held more value when directed towards Alayn himself. He wanted to know if Alayn would trust him and tell him as much as he trusted Alayn. Maybe Alayn didn't sold his question. After all Alayn had indeed asked Solarael about who run this game and stuff.
"Let's proceed with the transaction," Neo said, reaching into his pocket and retrieving his ability card. Having witnessed Alayn demonstrate the use of the ability card to track credit balances to the other six passengers, including himself, Neo had grasped the importance of the card in managing their credits at the Cosmo shop. Acting on instinct, he recognized that the ability card played a vital role in conducting transactions within the shop's realm.
With a satisfied nod, Solarael snapped his fingers, signaling the completion of the transaction.
Neo's eyebrows furrowed in puzzlement as he questioned, "That's it? If a simple snap is all it takes, why did I even bother taking out the card?" His voice carried a hint of frustration, akin to a young child grumbling about having to turn off the lights in their room.
With a faint chuckle, Solarael responded, "The card serves as a symbol, a conduit to facilitate the transaction. While the snap may seem simple, it is the fusion of cosmic energy and the power imbued within the ability card that enables the transaction to take place. And to do that, the ability card of the player should be at the line of my sight. Think of it as a ceremonial gesture, a way to align the cosmic forces and bring about the desired outcome."
Neo, still slightly puzzled, couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the explanation. "I suppose it adds a bit of flair to the process," he remarked, realizing the significance of the ritualistic aspect. "Thank you for enlightening me." Neo said with a smile, Though the only thing he understood from Solarael was that, Solarael had to see the card to do the transactions.
Solarael nodded, his golden eyes shimmering with warmth. "You're welcome, young player. Is there anything else I can assist you with?"
Neo nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "I would also like to buy a life orb."
Solarael's eyebrows raised in surprise as he responded, "A life orb? He even told you about that?" There was a hint of curiosity in his voice, as if he were intrigued by Alayn's actions.
Neo's smile widened as he replied, "Yes, he did. Alayn mentioned it as something I should buy."
Solarael's eyes sparkled with a mix of amusement and admiration. "Ah, It's true. The life orb is a wise choice, indeed. It grants you an additional chance at survival within the challenges of Kodoku."
Satisfied with the response Solarael gave, Neo asked "So, How much does it cost."
"Two thousand credits."
"..."
"Huh.. Did I heard it wrong ? T-two thousand ?"
"Seems like you heard it right." Solarael said with a smile.
"T-two thousand !? Two thousand ?? I only have exactly two thousand in my account and that's only because I sold my question. What the hell does that orb do to justify such a hefty price?." Neo wasn't able to hide his shocked and disbelief expression. His eyes wide open and eyebrows raised high.
Solarael leaned back against the counter, his gaze fixed on Neo. "The life orb is a precious artifact within Kodoku. It grants you an additional chance at life when faced with a fatal event. It has the power to revive you and restore your vitality, allowing you to continue the game."
Neo's agitation softened, replaced by a mixture of awe and contemplation. The significance of the life orb's ability began to sink in, realizing its potential impact on his survival in the treacherous game.
"So that's the reason Alayn urged me to acquire the life orb," Neo realized, his voice filled with a mix of awe and comprehension. "By possessing this orb, I will gain the ability to resurrect myself in the event of a life-threatening situation. It's a safeguard against fatal occurrences, ensuring that I have another chance to continue my journey."
"So, will you be purchasing the life orb?" Solarael inquired, his tone betraying a slight impatience, as if he wished to expedite the transaction and move on.
"Ah, yes. I'll purchase the orb," Neo confirmed, presenting his ability card once again.
Solarael nodded in acknowledgment and proceeded to snap his fingers, unlike last time, with his snap he conjuring a palm-sized orb infused with shades of green and golden white. It materialized out of thin air, resting upon the counter before Neo's eyes.
"Please keep in mind that this life orb can be used to revive either yourself or another player who needs revival. You can also give the ownership of this orb to someone else if you want and no one could get it by killing you cause it will just revive you the moment you die if the orb is in your possession. Furthermore, I must inform you that the next time you wish to purchase a life orb, its price will be 20,000 credits, and with each subsequent purchase, the price will progressively increase," Solarael explained, delicately cradling the green orb in his hand.
"Price increase? Well, I suppose it's only natural. This so-called game is more than just a game; it's a twisted reality we're trapped in," Neo remarked, a tinge of disappointment lacing his smile. "In such a grim world, the cost of spare lives is bound to be substantial."
"Indeed, this twisted reality we find ourselves in operates by its own rules," Solarael replied, his eyes reflecting a hint of understanding. "The value of life and the price of survival can often be steep. But remember, Neo, every decision you make here holds significance. Choose wisely and embrace the challenges that lie ahead."
"Thank you for your advice," Neo expressed gratitude as he accepted the life orb from Solarael's outstretched hand.
Examining the palm-sized orb, Neo's expression turned slightly awkward. "Haha, I don't think this will fit well in my pocket," he remarked, punctuating his words with a self-conscious laugh.
Solarael almost twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Right. I forgot to mention the usage of subspace," Solarael admitted with a hint of awkwardness, acknowledging his oversight. It seemed he was well aware of his occasional forgetfulness.
"Bro aren't you supposed to be an angel." Neo lampooned silently.
With the mention of subspace, Solarael raised his right hand and snapped for the third time. But this time it was not for a transaction. As Solarael snapped his fingers, a surge of understanding coursed through Neo's mind. It was as if the knowledge of subspace was injected directly into his brain, granting him instant comprehension of its nature and usage. He understood the concept and how he could use it.
With the newfound knowledge, Neo released his grip from the life orb, and just like that, the orb vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind. Following suit, Neo did the same with his ability card, making it disappear into his subspace.
Neo understood that this was how Alayn was able to take out his ability card out of thin air like he did after he left the shop. He understood that this should be something Solarael teach after the first transaction with the shop and the player.
"Thank you. I'll head out now," Neo said with a happy smile, grateful for the new knowledge and abilities he had acquired from Solarael. He felt a sense of excitement knowing that he was now part of a larger plan orchestrated by Alayn.
"It was a pleasure doing business with you." Solarael said with the usual smile.
With a renewed sense of purpose, Neo left the shop, ready to face the challenges that awaited him in the game.
"Can I talk to you for a moment, Alayn?" Luverne approached Alayn a few minutes after Neo had entered the shop. "Ah, yeah, sure. What's up Mr. Luverne?" Alayn responded, appearing surprised by Luverne's sudden approach. Serene, who was standing beside Luverne, gave a slight smile to Alayn. "Just Luverne is fine. I appreciate that you've provided us with all the facts about the game, but what I'm truly interested in is your personal insight, Alayn," Luverne expressed, gracefully lowering himself to the floor and settling beside Alayn. Alayn, positioned against the wall opposite the golden door, took a brief pause to collect his thoughts before offering a response. Observing the interaction, Serene joined Luverne and took a seat next to him, eagerly awaiting Alayn's perspective. "I've pondered that question many times myself," Alayn began, his gaze fixed on the intricate patterns on the floor. "I believe the gods created this game to test us, to push us to our limits and see how we n
Amidst the somber atmosphere of the darkened realm, where gray clouds closed in on the majestic sky, a sprawling cathedral-like palace stood, emanating an ethereal grayish glow that permeated every corner of its illusory structure. It appeared as a boundary, a threshold between the realms of good and evil, encapsulating the essence of all things. Above this grand palace, raven-like creatures soared, their wings brushing against the palace's pinnacle or perching on its sides, their piercing gazes penetrating the depths of the human spirit. Within the palace, at the farthest end, rose a throne fashioned from spears and thorns, an imposing sight to behold. Seated upon this majestic throne was a being bearing a human-like resemblance, their countenance blurred and enshrouded in a mystical gray light and swirling mist. With a gaze that seemed to encompass the entire world, as if privy to the past, present, and future, they held the very fabric of existence within their grasp. A smile see
After another half-hour elapsed, the man known as Mortis approached the majestic golden door, signifying the completion of the entire team's first transactions and the utilization of their bonus questions. "I believe it's time to share the information we acquired from the one-time bonus questions," Luvern suggested, adjusting his thin glasses by pushing them up his nose with his index finger. He glanced at Mortis and then gave a subtle look in Aria's direction. Alayn couldn't help but inwardly facepalm at Luvern's obvious attempt to avoid eye contact with Aria. Luvern's behavior inadvertently conveyed that Aria's ability was genuinely affecting them. "As I mentioned earlier, my question was about the true purpose of this game," Luvern stated, adopting a serious tone. "And the answer I received was a single sentence." He paused for a moment, his gaze shifting to Alayn as if recalling their earlier conversation. "'Gods made this game to find the most powerful authority among all the
"So, it appears there is another option for us to survive besides dying or completing the game," Luvern pondered aloud, a glimmer of hope in his voice. "But the question remains: how do we make our superior give up on the game? I'm quite certain that when Solarael mentioned 'superior,' he was referring to the gods." Alayn quickly interjected, casting a shadow of doubt over the conversation. "Hold on a moment. While it's true that Solarael mentioned our superior giving up as a means to exit the game, let's not forget that he also stated we can exit by simply dying. What if, even if our superior were to give up, we weren't transported back to our original world and instead remained here, powerless and vulnerable? Or worse yet, what if we met our demise the moment our superior relinquished their role? There are far too many uncertainties in this regard." A wry smile tugged at the corners of Alayn's lips as he silently contemplated the situation. "Well, I did concoct that question and a
As Alayn contemplated how to convey his intentions and address the matter of his bloodlust to Serene, Aria's voice resounded once again. "And finally, for the last but not least, the god supporting Mr. Mortis," she said, casting a glance in Mortis's direction. "Well, this is also quite a complicated situation," she continued, wearing a wry yet innocent smile. "What do you mean?" Mortis asked, his expression one of puzzlement. "You see, Solarael did tell me the name of your god and the domain he is in charge of, but I didn't understand a single word he said," Aria explained, her smile still present. "What do you mean you didn't understand?" Luvern inquired, his voice tinged with curiosity. "I mean, I do remember what he said, but I didn't comprehend the meaning behind the words," Aria clarified, her wry smile unwavering. "Allow me to share what he said. Even though I didn't understand it, I can still repeat those words, or rather, the sounds that resembled words," Aria continued,
"I bet on our team," spoke a mesmerizing figure, veiled in an ethereal beauty that transcended the boundaries of existence itself. Her countenance, though shrouded in a captivating blur, exuded an allure that could melt the very fabric of one's being with the mere glimpse of her presence. She sat gracefully beside a grand round table, adorned with stars of shimmering silver and the essence of golden radiance. Her face, hidden within the enigmatic haze, bore an illusory smile that hinted at a profound understanding of the game's intricacies. "You really think your team could beat ours, Aphrodite?" a manly figure sitting next to the ethereal beauty asked, his voice laced with a mocking tone. His face, too, remained hidden within an illusory blur. The mere existence of this enigmatic figure emanated a mysterious anesthetic aura, as if his very being could effortlessly ensnare one in an eternal slumber, a ceaseless slipping of consciousness. The dark cloths that draped his form seemed to
"Heater, you say?" Solarael inquired, his brows raised in curiosity as Alayn requested to purchase a heater from the Cosmo shop. "Well, I can certainly sell you a human-made heater, but how do you plan on using it without electricity?" Solarael questioned, a puzzled expression on his face. "Can't you sell one that's battery-powered?" Alayn replied, mirroring Solarael's puzzled expression. "Ah, right. That's a valid point. But wouldn't it be better to just buy a blessing from an angel? They do expire after a while, but you can easily replenish the blessings using credits, and they're quite affordable," Solarael suggested with a smile. Alayn stared at Solarael, his annoyance palpable on his face. Letting out a deep sigh, Alayn raised his voice. "So you're telling me I can buy blessings from angels, huh? I suppose I should thank you for enlightening me with this 'precious transaction information' without my asking. Oh, wait~ I did ask in a way, now that I think about it," Alayn said
Time passed, and Mortis dutifully maintained the temperature blessing at the camp in the parking lot. The seven players devised a plan for taking turns to keep watch, and Alayn skillfully used framing bias to convince the others to let him be the first to keep watch for the initial hours. To keep track of time, they relied on Mortis' watch, which he had decided not to sell to Solarael, considering it a precious gift he had received. Alayn pondered to himself that being the first to keep watch would allow him to patrol more easily. It would grant him the freedom he needed to proceed with the plan he had devised. Despite lacking any special powers at the moment, he was determined to become one of the most formidable players in the game by the end of the second day. And he already knew exactly how he would achieve that. As the moonlight completely engulfed the darkened sky, sprinkling it with countless shimmering stars, Alayn settled onto a crumbling concrete ledge nearby. Sitting dow
Gray clouds blanketed the expanse, concealing the space beneath. A magnificent yet elusive gray castle loomed, seemingly asserting its dominance over the surrounding area. The atmosphere exuded an air of grandeur, accompanied by an unsettling undercurrent. The gray hue, symbolic of deception and trickery, pervaded the very essence of the place.Within the castle, a mysterious and enigmatic figure, the god of deceit, resided. Clad in a shroud of gray fabric, surrounded by raven-like ethereal entities that swirled around them. An unmistakable sense of power and authority radiated from their being, casting an aura of both mystique and foreboding."It appears the moment has arrived. My dear avatar, may you continue to put on a spectacular performance," Marauder's voice, simultaneously mystical and eerie, echoed throughout the castle. The shadowy, raven-like creatures clung to the corners of the throne and the ground, seemingly cowering before the authority emanating from the voice."He wi
"Authority, huh? Well, to be honest, I expected you to ask for that topic," Solarael remarked, taking a refined sip from his white porcelain teacup. Cradling the delicate vessel with elegant finesse, he continued, "Well, I have already considered how to maintain the flow of the conversation, should you inquire about that." "Is that so? Well, that's good to hear," Alayn replied with a smile as he, too, savored the exquisite brew poured by the angelic Solarael. The sweet aroma of the oolong tea enveloped his senses, offering a tantalizing olfactory experience that hinted at a sophisticated flavor profile waiting to unfold. As the tea touched his lips, Alayn's taste buds were greeted by a complex dance of robust oolong notes that gently intermingled with nuanced hints of caramel and brown sugar. The tea seemed to envelop his palate in a delicate embrace, leaving a lingering sensation that was both revitalizing and soothing, as if every sip was an intricate melody playing on his tongue.
Observing the book vanish after his touch, Alayn couldn't help but ponder whether the rumored luck boost upon entering the library was truly in effect. Intrigued by the mysterious circumstances, he carefully retrieved another book from the nearby shelf, its spine gleaming softly in the ambient light. As he approached one of the exquisitely sculpted small tables, he couldn't help but appreciate the intricate craftsmanship of the furniture. The table and chair emanated a lustrous brown shade, appearing to be crafted from the finest dark oak wood, each curve and detail meticulously designed. Intrigued by the carvings behind the chair, which depicted a bookshelf with a pair of wings, an eyeball, and a hovering triangle, Alayn felt a sense of fascination and curiosity wash over him. The enigmatic imagery seemed to suggest hidden depths within the library's offerings, further fueling his desire to uncover its secrets. With deliberate movements, he swiftly pulled out a chair and settled int
"Zins, huh? What a peculiar name for currency," Luvern muttered, his voice hushed as he seemed to find amusement in the monetary denomination of Kodoku. Alayn nodded in agreement, sharing the sentiment. With the realization that they were likely transported to a world with its own civilization, Alayn had to revise many of his plans. He had initially assumed they were heading into a straightforward battle royale with only players, but the new circumstances demanded adaptability. Nonetheless, the prospect of a more complex game with additional players didn't deter Alayn; to him, more participants promised more excitement. "Very well, that's the extent of my explanation for the next phase of the game. You'll receive your messages and missions shortly. Any other information necessary for your survival will be provided after the game begins," Viviana stated with an enchanting smile. "Well then, may your own abilities not betray you in the true forsaken world of Kodoku," Viviana whispere
As Alayn's mind swirled with revelations and speculations, the players around him exhibited a palpable mix of emotions. Some held their breath with anticipation, their eyes reflecting a glimmer of hope, while many wore expressions burdened with fear and trepidation, dreading the unknown that lay ahead in the game of Kodoku. However, a collective hush pervaded the assembly, a tacit understanding that disrupting the angelic figure at the central platform would be unwise, to say the least. Alayn, meanwhile, felt like a conductor orchestrating his mental symphony of thoughts and analyses. The revelation about gods possessing multiple avatars was a puzzle piece that had snapped into place in his mind. He couldn't help but wonder about the other avatar of the god of deception, if indeed such duality existed. As the scoreboard rankings were revealed without providing the specific placements, Alayn recognized that uncovering the rankings of the players around him presented a challenge. The
"Before we move on to the details of the final phase, Kodoku, I think I should first let you all know the ranks you hold in the scoreboard. Please note that your positions are based on how much entertainment you provided to the Pantheons," Viviana said as she waved her hand. "Scoreboard and rankings?" A player next to Alayn, dressed in a red checkered shirt and black cotton trousers, echoed Viviana's words as a question. "They have a darn scoreboard for us? Isn't the reason for the game to find the most powerful authority holder? Or is that the goal, but these weirdos are making it fun for themselves by adding competition and entertainment?" Alayn mused silently and he wasn't sure of the correct answer. Deep in thought, Alayn sensed a change in his ability card, much like the moments when he had previously experienced alterations – once when he copied Neo's ability and when the "Proceed" button materialized on his card. An inkling told him that something new had surfaced within it,
Viviana's voice resonated throughout the entire cathedral-like opera house space, slowly dispersing the haunting memories of the madness and nightmares the players had just endured. As her soothing voice signified the transition to the next phase, the crowd of players reacted with a mixture of restlessness and violence. Some began to demand a return to Earth, pleading and shouting for it. Amid the commotion, Alayn took the opportunity to discreetly observe the other players surrounding him. He was cautious not to let his gaze wander too freely, as the ethereal presence of the god-like silhouettes still felt capable of shattering his sanity. Glancing around the platform, Alayn spotted his teammates nearby, and he saw various other players, some in teams and others alone. A kaleidoscope of clothing colors and styles filled his vision as he scanned the players, his heart pounding with hope. He searched fervently for someone familiar, someone he longed to see, someone he wanted to intro
"Dear players," Viviana's melodious voice echoed through the waiting room, resonating directly in the minds of Alayn and his team. "It seems you are all prepared to embark on the second and final phase of the game, hm?" As the team readied themselves for the forthcoming phase, a sweet yet enchanting tone pervaded the air, heralding the commencement of the game's next chapter. Alayn and the others, breath held in anticipation, felt the weight of the moment, a pivotal juncture in their journey. Alayn, in particular, sensed that the pieces were aligning in his favor, having secured two formidable players with potent abilities. He believed himself to be adequately primed for this impending, unknown phase, one that Viviana had indicated would be the final stretch. In the game of Kodoku, the next phase meant one thing for certain: they would have to face each other, and only the organizers and gods knew the specifics of this new setting. Amidst the players' mingling emotions—anticipation,
Hours passed by like a gentle breeze in the wilderness as Alayn and the team relished the relaxation they so desperately needed. Their minds had been thoroughly cleansed by the god of the mind's authority in the waiting room, and the rejuvenating effects of the environment had made their bodies feel more alive and vibrant than ever before. Even Alayn's throat, which had been irritated by the cold of the fallen world during the night, had fully healed. Each of them experienced a newfound sense of health and vitality that seemed to transcend their previous physical limitations. Some team members took short naps, while others, particularly Alayn, indulged in dishes they had previously been hesitant to try. Strangely, despite consuming food and drink, they never felt the urge to use the restroom or engage in any bodily functions. Alayn speculated that this anomaly might be the result of the divine authority or powers at play, altering their metabolism or rendering the food they consumed