The smell of smoke and ash filled his nostrils. Kyle dashed past the last few trees in his path, and immediately looked downhill, to where the pillar of smoke was rising from.
His heart sank as the view stretched before him. His wooden house was no more. The last few remaining logs were still burning hot, and ash had covered the ground around the ruined house. A group of people were standing there, watching the last few dying flames as they consumed what was left of the house.
“No…” Kyle whispered, his mind in chaos. Why? Why would anyone come and burn his house down? He’d never hurt anyone, not willingly. He’d left the players well alone ever since he’d gotten stuck in this game, and with the exception of that dumb Knight, they hadn’t even been aware of his presence.
So then why? Why would they do this?
Why would they destroy his home?
He collapsed on his knees as he pressed his hand against his mouth. He couldn’t scream, he couldn’t yell at them. He couldn’t take that chance, but damn did he want to release his grief and anger.
“Man, this was boring!” The wind carried their voices to him with ease. “Why wouldn’t he come when we burnt his lair down?” It was a man’s voice. A young man, though Kyle wasn’t sure which one of the three men it belonged to.
The only woman in the group shrugged. Her armour seemed somewhat familiar to Kyle, like he’d seen it somewhere before. Was it one of the premium store armours? He wasn’t sure, his mind was in too much of a mess to tell right now.
“He was here last time I came!” Someone shouted. “He killed me without even looking at me. The ground just broke beneath my feet, and I died!”
Kyle scowled. He knew that voice! Oh, he knew it all too well. “I will kill you,” He hissed silently as his gaze focused on the idiot Knight who had been plaguing him these last several days now. “Oh, you will pay.”
“It’s more likely that you stepped on a trap.” The woman bluntly said. “Anyways, where else did you say you came across this boss? Was it the woods by the elven orchards?” She brushed past the Knight. “Let’s check that place. If he’s not there either, you’ve wasted a huge chunk of my time.”
“I never said I could always find him!” The Knight protested.
“Do I look like I care?” The woman snapped back. “I’m a professional player, I have no time for idle, fruitless endeavours like these, not before I’m far enough ahead of everyone else.” She snapped her fingers. “Come on, hurry it up!”
Her words helped Kyle snap out of his daze as well, as he realised they would be coming his way. Drawing a sharp breath, he turned his back on the hill, and dashed towards the trees. He couldn’t let them find Cacophus and his cave!
His mad dash soon ended as he reached the cave entrance. There were a few skeletons working outside, carrying wooden branches, logs, and twigs inside. He thought about telling them to go and hide inside, but immediately decided otherwise. There was a good chance they wouldn’t really be able to understand him, and he had not a moment to waste.
He ran through the narrow tunnels and pushed the doors to Cacophus’ room open in a hurry.
“OH, YOU ARE BACK. DID THE ELVES ACCEPT THE-“
“Tell your minions to hide inside the caves, quick!” Kyle shouted, cutting the Lich’s words off. He pointed at the entrance. “A group of humans are on their way, they’re looking for me, and one of them is the Knight who nearly defeated you. Tell the skeletons outside to come back inside.” He paused to catch his breath. “They’re looking for me, they already burnt my house down.” It pained him to speak those words.
He expected the Lich to mostly ignore his warning, but instead, his green glowing eyes turned crimson.
“THEY BURNT DOWN YOU HOUSE?” Cacophus’ voice echoed in his mind so loudly that Kyle had to hold onto somewhere to keep his balance. “THEY ARE HUNTING YOU? HOW DARE THEY?!” The Lich rose into the air, a dark, deep mist surrounding him.
“I WILL MAKE THEM PAY!”
Kyle’s eyes widened as he realised just what was happening. Cacophus was about to leave his cave and step out into the open. What would that mean from a mechanical perspective for the game? Was he about to become a world boss?
He shook his head. Now wasn’t the time to think about that. “No, no!” He shouted and ran to the door to try and stop Cacophus. “Look, if you go and kill them, they’ll just come back even angrier! Killing them solves nothing, and I really don’t want more people to mark me as their enemy, ok?”
“BUT THEY DESTROYED YOUR HOME!”
Kyle gritted his teeth. “Yes, but we can rebuild that!” He insisted. “I can’t rebuild you if you’re killed, and I’m pretty sure I can’t rebuild myself either.” Of course, that wasn’t something he wanted to test out. “So, no killing. Now tell your skeletons and the like to hide. I don’t want them coming across this cave.”
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He couldn’t sleep. No matter how much he tried, he simply couldn’t convince his body to relax, and his mind to let go of his worries for a short while. It just didn’t seem to work. He lay on the soft fur bed, staring at the rocky ceiling, wide awake. The lingering smell of smoke was still fresh in his mind, so were the words of the players who were on the hunt for him. All because of that stupid knight. He felt as if his life had suddenly been turned upside down. Why had this caused more alarm for him than being stuck in this game had? He let out a deep sigh. He didn’t think he would be able to sleep today. At least, he thought to himself, they hadn’t found Cacophus’ cave. At least he was safe for now, and so was the Lich. He wondered what would happen were the Lich to be killed. Since the phylactery was in Kyle’s inventory, he wouldn’t die permanently, right? Truth is, there was no way to know that. Aside from giving i
About a second passed in silence before Kyle let out a cry. “For god’s sake, I’m NOT A BOSS!” His shouting was probably loud enough to be heard from all the way at the base of the hill. “I’m a player!” He felt the blade pressing against his neck move slightly as the owner of the hand holding it flinched. “You can’t trick me,” The woman said, though he could already hear it in her voice: Doubt. “I can prove it!” He cried out, hurryingly opening his stats panel. ‘Kyle – Lv. 20 Unclassed INT 10 | WIS 10 | DEX 10 | STR 10 | CON 10 Available Points: 20 Achievements: Lich Killer Player Kills: 6 Glory: 30’ “You can see this, right?” He asked in a hurry as the woman’s hand, and thus, the blade, moved further away from his throat. The hand on his neck let go of him, and he quickly backed off, and turned to face h
Kyle took a sharp breath as Igna unsheathed her blade. He considered trying to fight her, but not more than a split second of consideration was needed to figure our what a terrible idea that was. So, he turned around, and dashed in the opposite direction. Now, bounties worked a certain way: A player bounty was temporary. At most, they lasted for seventy two ours, as in, three days. For this one, Kyle had noticed a timer when Igna showed the interface to him. It had just eight hours left. That meant two things: Kyle had a slight chance of escaping, and Igna was in a hurry to kill him. As he dashed uphill, he forced himself to think. Hiding in Cacophus’ cave was not a viable option. Igna wielded the power of the sun god after all. She probably could defeat the Lich in just a couple of hits. Running towards the elves also seemed like a fairly bad idea. He had barely gotten them to accept him as an outsider. If he brought an angry woman with a fla
His mad dash soon came to a screeching halt as he arrived at the peak of the mountain. Strong winds blew all around him as he stepped into a large crater atop the mountain. “Ran out of places to escape?” Igna shouted as she approached. Kyle gulped and quickly tried to put some distance between them. “Not exactly,” he muttered as he stepped closer to the centre of the crater. This place had all the signs of a boss arena. Now, things were mostly up to luck: What kind of boss would appear, and how could he take advantage of it? Those were what would seal his fate now. “I can’t convince you not to kill me, can I?” Kyle asked as Igna stepped onto the charred surface of the crater. She paused, looked around, then smirked. “Nah, I doubt it.” She said, tightening her grasp on the hilt of her blade. “I do like the venue though, that run up the mountain wasn’t a waste!” Her upbeat voice almost made Kyle forget the danger he
The boss kept wailing on Igna. His scythe moved quickly and decisively, forcing her to either back off constantly, or block his attacks and take chip damage every time. If she had the chance to go on the offensive, Kyle was more than sure that she would deplete the boss’ health bar very quickly, but as things stood, she simply didn’t have that opportunity. Not while the boss was solely focused on her. He glanced towards the entrance of the crater, could he leave at all? No, there it was, the rippling, misty effect in the air all around them. As usual, the boss arena would become sealed off once all players had entered, and it wouldn’t let anyone leave until either the boss, or the players were defeated. Kyle gulped. He did not want to be left alone here with the boss. He needed to help her, and then hopefully get her to believe him. Grasping the hilt of his blade tightly, he dashed to the armoured boss, and hit his back with all his strength. A ‘clang
With each hit of the scythe he blocked, he felt his whole body shake. He couldn’t stand his ground anymore, nor did he feel like he could dodge the boss’ strikes anymore. They were too fast, too swift, and Kyle felt too sluggish, as if someone had lined his clothes and filled his boots with lead. He wanted to steal a glance of Igna, but he didn’t dare take his eyes off of his enemy. He was already at enough of a disadvantage as it was. One misstep, one single strike that passed through his defence, and he was done for. Distant shrieks sounded again, and Kyle gritted his teeth. His shoulder still hurt. His now cauterised wound was making it quite difficult to properly use his right arm. “Get down!” Igna’s shout echoed. Kyle didn’t hesitate, he blocked the boss’ next strike, then threw himself to the ground just at the nick of time as a wave of flames passed over his head. He heard the boss shout something, but he couldn’t quite make out the words over the soun
‘Kyle – Lv. 22 Unclassed INT 10 | WIS 10 | DEX 10 | STR 10 | CON 10 Available Points: 22 Achievements: Lich Killer, Topple the Mountain Lord Player Kills: 6 Glory: 30’ They both stared at his interface for a moment. “God damn it,” Igna eventually exclaimed. “I didn’t get the achievement because I was in the middle of reviving!” Her frustration was audible. Kyle felt her hand squeeze his shoulder. “So annoying.” Her eyes then suddenly widened. “Wait, back to the subject at hand.” She said with a harsher voice. “Your interface is basically identical to mine though, yeah…” She muttered, mostly to herself. “The why do you bleed like the mobs do?” Kyle flinched. “Did you start doubting me again?” he exclaimed with a defeated tone. He had no energy left to try and convince her all over again.
‘Kyle – Lv. 22 Summoner INT 10 | WIS 10 | DEX 10 | STR 10 | CON 10 Available Points: 22 Achievements: Lich Killer, Topple the Mountain Lord Player Kills: 6 Glory: 30’ “Twenty two points…” he muttered to himself as he dusted off his clothes. Now, most mage classes needed to focus on a mix of intelligence and constitution. From what he read in the ridiculously long text, the summoner needed plenty of wisdom as well. He pursed his lips, pondered for a short moment, then let out a deep sigh. ‘Kyle – Lv. 22 Summoner INT 20 | WIS 17 | DEX 10 | STR 10 | CON 15 Available Points: 0 Achievements: Lich Killer, Topple the Mountain Lord Player Kills: 6 Glory: 30’