There is a heavy battle at the edge of a cliff.
A young but tall and fit elite male assassin is surrounded by enemies with no chance of retreating or escaping.
Noctis, a handsome young man is returning home from yet another stressful marketing proposal.
It is just the end of his shift and he’s preparing to head home.
It has been 4 years since he last saw his elder brother.
He already went over to RPG Fantasia, hoping to find a cure for our father who was still sick back then.
They encountered a serious financial problem back then, so his brother decided to do the unthinkable.
"Noctis, you know those ads that went trending about a game where you can earn a lot and change your life for the better?"
"You're planning to join? Satsuki, I know you're a pro when it comes to gaming and all, but this is risky."
Then he pushed Noctis against the wall with a hand up the neck sleeve of my shirt.
"Hey, Kyodai. Why did you have to do that?"
"Noctis, you must be dreaming. We're obviously about to go bankrupt. We need money to cure our father. And to pay for your studies in school."
Noctis was left speechless for a few moments until he finally found the right words to speak.
" You're right. I was wrong all along. Just be careful out there, ok? I also play many hack'n'slash, RPG, and strategy games so I know it's a dangerous world out there in RPG Fantasia. "
"All right, Noctis, I will. Take care of our father for me, ok? Make your elder brother proud. See you after I finish this game even if it will take a few years."
Then they had dinner and drank sake together for one last time before he packed up his things and went on to RPG Fantasia, even though it's next to impossible for Satsuki to return from RPG Fantasia, he still managed to get in touch with Noctis, and sent Noctis high-class daggers, katanas, and mysterious dragon badges that sold for a high price in the real world, when auctioned off at a gaming convention, or else sold to collectors of swords, knives and gaming curios.
His father has long since regained full health.
When he heard the news regarding Noctis’ brother after fully regaining his health, he quit his job as a game developer for the Nintendo company and decided to track my brother down into RPG Fantasia.
It was thanks to both his father and brother that he was able to get into an elite university in Tokyo in college.
He returned to reality from his memories as he realized the train he is riding on is about to reach his neighborhood.
Noctis found himself holding a God Class assassin dragon emblem.
His father also sent a lot of God-class katanas, daggers, and knives.
They also sent him a lot of letters explaining in full detail about the weapons and the badges they sent back.
They also told him a lot of stories about RPG Fantasia.
“They must have been lucky enough to get into elite Guilds.”
Noctis smiled and thought to himself.
It's obvious from the weapons and badges they sent back.
Satsuki, known as Ayami Ashima in RPG Fantasia as an elite assassin, nimbly slashed and dodged his enemy's attacks with his katana.
"Damn it. If this is to be my end, then I'll go down fighting. There is no end to these undead liches. Someone's messing up my comms system with my father. He's been unable to contact me for an hour already."
He already knew who set him up for a suicide mission.
He laughed bitterly.
" So, everything I worked for is all for nothing. I thought I could change the game. Turns out I'm just another major chess piece to use. All those years. I took them in and trained them to be the elite fighters they are. Now they'd turn against me. I should have left them to die at the hands of the Necromancy Guild, and fought my way up the ranks solo. "
He shut down relations with them and disbanded the Guild when he felt that they were becoming hostile to him.
He still remembered how he single-handedly weakened the Necromancer Guild which has been plaguing the RPG Fantasia and was at its prime while he was rising up the ranks.
He managed to find out the deadliest weakness of the Guild Leader.
And he still remembered rescuing those newbie entrants to the Game World who blundered their way into a level far harder than theirs and managed to get themselves into this mess.
He took them in, formed the Gamer Guild, and eventually managed to elevate the Gamer
Guild to elite status. But all of that didn't matter now.
Hashioki Ashima watched from the administrator panel in alarm as he saw his son fight off enemies all alone.
He knew it is a trap set up by the other faction who wished to gain absolute control of the game. He had to act fast.
" Sorry, Satsuki, I may be quite influential among the administrators and game guardians, but there is someone out there from the other faction more influential than me. I can't risk getting caught. Thanks for everything you've done for me and Noctis."
So, he set about putting Plan Ashima into action.
It is a contingency plan he devised and managed to have it passed as urgent in the Administrator Council Meeting. It was to safeguard his son's legacy and to protect his true allies just in case, and immediately contact Noctis to replace him if something happens.
This is the best he could do to at least safeguard Ayami, aside from discreetly giving him hard-to-find and customized God-class weapons and badges.
He also inserted cheat codes into the game so that Satsuki would have infinite money.
Sure enough, Satsuki reached his limit and a spell of undeath hit him squarely in his eyes.
He fell to the ground, lifeless, but not without causing serious damage to the last remaining stronghold of the Necromancer Guild.
Noctis just finished eating dinner when he saw a clickable scroll flash out of nowhere with a message.
It read: "Satsuki has been eliminated. You're chosen to replace your brother. Avenge your brother's death. Sorry, I can't do much as I also have to do a delicate balancing act as a game administrator. I can't risk your brother's true allies, and my own allies as well.
Love, from Father. "
After reading the message on the scroll, Noctis at first had doubts. Then his stomach lurched when he saw the attached video recording of the last moments of his brother. "That's it. I'm joining the fray. Don't worry brother. Your death won't be in vain." Then he packed up all the weapons and badges his father and brother sent over in his backpack. He went to his room and chose to wear black pants and a black shirt that is perfectly accented by his slim yet tall and fit body. Then he put on a black mask which is also a legendary item that could change his voice and cover his face. He combed his unruly silver hair, put on his mountain climbing sneakers, placed the backpack on his back, and grabbed the sheathed daggers with a dragon emblem engraved into the handles, the twin weapon of the katana his brother used, and placed them on his wrist. He also picked up his dragon fire enchanted spear. "Satsuki has been eliminated. You have been chosen as his replacement. Do you agree?" H
Noctis scanned the lobby. There are a lot of players from various races scattered all over the waiting area. Each of them was busy minding their own business. He noticed that he didn't have any potions to replenish his hp, elixirs to refill his mana, and All-cure Panacea that heals all status effects. All he has, for now, are his God-class weapons, a mysterious dark dragon badge that made the others wary when approaching him, and an unlimited amount of money and gemstones. This dragon badge must be a symbol of high status. In short, a symbol of nobility. His garments also made him stand out, as he perfectly resembled his deceased older brother in the game. He looked at the whole Lobby again. It's his good luck to spot shops that cater to players. He walked straight to the shops, mingled with the other players, and took a quick look at the wares offered. Meh. Those sold in the VIP section in the lobby have better quality. He bought some sashimi and ramen instead. Noctis mad
Noctis could sense the inquisitive eyes of the onlookers behind his back. He can obviously picture their envious looks, and hear hushed murmurs all over the Lobby. He understood their viewpoint, as they don't often get to rescue a player in a dire situation, and a beautiful girl at that. Takara Erich remained seated on the ground not far from where Noctis just dueled her former Guild Master and won. She is too stunned to react at the sudden turn of events she just witnessed right in front of her. Noctis approached her, extended her a hand, then helped her get up. Then he noticed that she trembled while standing. So, he helped her get into a chair and sit down. He also ordered a fresh hot porridge to replace the one that Joe spit on. Noctis sat on a chair next to her and put an arm protectively over her while she hungrily ate the meal I bought. He waited for her to finish her meal while gazing at her. He couldn't help but look at her cute, good-looking face, with her flawless
Noctis did what he did not just because he pitied Takara, but also because it is practical to take advantage of what he knew about RPG Fantasia. He needed to gain and nurture potential allies who'll be major power players in the future. His years of experience in playing online games taught him to play smart, and plan two steps ahead of the enemy. He thought about the Scraper Guild. Will he use or discard them and give them a hard time when he encounters them again? He considered contacting his father so he can remove the Guild from those shortlisted for the Nobility Badge, and get the Scraper Guild back to square one. Perhaps Noctis can even have them eliminated. There must be a reason behind their Guild Leader being a bully. He also needs to approach his deceased brother's allies and get them on his side. He went to the next floor to challenge the first floor of the Novice Stage. There are 5 Stages in RPG Fantasia, namely Novice, Intermediate, Legendary, God Mode, and Creat
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