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?"
He clicked yes.
"Real name, age, game username."
He typed " Lelouch, 23, Zero"
Then the screen changed again
"Player Name: Zero
Age: 23
Race: Human
Mana: 99 99
Strength:89.99
Agility: 99.99
Health:99.99
Knowledge:100 %
Class: Assassin
Rank: Novice (Nobility)
Money: Error. Infinity"
So, someone somewhere must be skilled enough to make a game dimension appear in this world through both technology and magic.
Noctis thought.
He’s grateful for the fact that he can already use those weapons that his father and brother sent over to him.
He also knew in an instant that it is his father who discreetly changed his money stats
A portal with a wooden door appeared right in front of him.
A sign was placed at the door, in the black and dripping shade, and written in capital letters:
"Beware, player, of the dangers that lie inside. Play at your own risk. Win the game, and you can return. Lose, and you shall forfeit your life."
Noctis took a deep breath, then entered the portal without even looking back.
It will be a one-way trip with only two possible endings.
Either he’ll win, or he’ll lose.
Armed with information on the trendy but dangerous RPG Fantasia, he is determined to do whatever it takes to survive, climb up to the last floor, and win.
Noctis' father noticed him entering from the Administrator Panel screen, and looked on with approval.
He wished it was that easy to just suddenly appear in front of Noctis, hug him, explain what happened, why he had to do what he did and eject him back from the game dimension into the real world.
But even he knows that if he overrode the main game creator, he would be put at risk.
"Don't fail me, Noctis. When we see each other again, I'll explain why I had to do what I needed to do. Don't repeat the same mistakes your brother did in this game. I'm counting on you to do your part, son."
He sent a quick message to his son.
Then he went and attended to his duties as a game administrator.
Noctis read the message that flashed on the screen.
He couldn’t help but smile.
Then he pulled himself together and continued walking in the empty entrance until he saw a well-dressed female elf wearing a sexy hunter's attire that accented her tall and slim yet sexy body.
"Hello, Player Zero. I have been expecting you. You're quite a bit late in coming here. It should not be a problem, yes?"
"I'm Galadriel, one of the Game Guardians."
She said in a cute girly voice.
The cute and good-looking elf reached out her hand to offer a handshake. Noctis shook her hand but said nothing.
"Let's see what tests we have in store for you. Ah, yes, an obstacle course where you're supposed to dodge spikes, Arrows, shuriken, spells, and other weapons and life-threatening objects that come at you."
He yawned.
He’s bored by the super long introduction.
" You know, you look similar to the deceased elite gamer. Same silver hair, same height, same garments. The only difference is he's talkative and a warmer person. His main weapon is a katana."
He continued to walk on and straight up ignored the elf.
Then when they are already in the testing area,
Noctis nimbly dodged, parried, and counterattacked everything that came at him without even a scratch.
When he came out unscathed the elf clapped.
"Bravo, Zero. I sense you're not someone simple. Let's proceed to the last test, shall we?"
Then he found himself on a battlefield.
It seemed his side is losing.
So, he ordered a retreat and regroup.
He switched from attacking the massive enemy army head-on to luring them into an ambush.
It is so effective that the enemy turned back and fled to where they came from.
I sure hope that taught them a lesson.
Noctis thought.
He turned what would have been an imminent defeat into a lopsided victory.
The head of the major clan involved in the battle walked to me, shook Noctis’ hand, and offered him a permanent position as a strategist in his army.
Then the simulation faded away.
"Perfect. I didn't know you are that cunning. Using your wits to turn the tide of the battle. If you failed both tests, you would have ended up back at the entrance, or worse, dead."
Galadriel said, satisfied.
"I'd have liked to accompany you to the Lobby, but I still have a lot of tasks to do. See you when I see you, then."
Galadriel winked at Noctis, then vanished into thin air.
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