“Truly, this year has been a wonderful success and a major leap for mankind. This year alone, we were able to witness several scientific and technological breakthroughs. And finally, we have come to this point in time - the pinnacle of human creation!
Before this year has come to an end, we will see and experience the cream of the crop of 2031’s extraordinary products. By next week, December 31, 2031, at exactly 23:59 UTC+14, Utopian Fantasy will finally open its Portals for players all over the globe!
We know that some of you have waited long enough for this game. In fact, hundreds of millions have already pre-registered for the game’s launch. The game was initially scheduled to be released years ago. But due to unforeseen circumstances, it was delayed time and time again. Again, we deeply apologize for that.
But do not worry! The wait is over!
We will also assure you that your patience will be greatly compensated. Various features and in-game content that were not part of the initial roadmap are added to the game. Furthermore, a Game Event will immediately commence moments after the grand launch. This is our way of welcoming players.
We know that each one of you has its own reasons to play Utopian Fantasy. Most of you are engrossed in the Play-to-Earn system of the game. As we promised, this fantasy world will offer a chance for the players to earn money and even make a living out of the game. And for the casual players, Utopian Fantasy may be a chance to start a fresh new life.
Like what we endorsed, fairness and equality will be maintained in this game. All players will start from scratch in this fantasy world. No privileges nor VIP benefits will give you an advantage over the other players. Your progress will depend solely on your hard work, skills, and luck. Whatever your occupation and financial status in this real world, all of them will be irrelevant in the world of Utopian Fantasy.
All of us will start as equals in the fantasy world. Utopian Fantasy is ‘A FAIR GAME’, after all.
Utopian Fantasy will be available in all regions. People around the globe are welcome to join. So, if you’re not yet registered for the Grand Launch, there’s still a whole week for you to decide. We will guarantee that you will miss a lot if you decide not to participate - this is how confident we are in this wonderful creation of a game.
Again, we are very proud to announce the Grand Launch of Utopian Fantasy. On behalf of all the creators, sponsors, and developers of the game, we are very much thankful for the people’s patronage. Without the undying interest of the people, this game will not come to fruition.
To honor all of you. We, the entirety of the people involved in the creation of this game, will join you in your first steps in the world of Utopian Fantasy. We will also be present at the Grand Launch to welcome all of you inside the game.
Good day, and see you all at the Grand Launch!”
These are the exact words of the spokesperson of GlobalPlay (a famous gaming company) as he announced the Grand Launch of Utopian Fantasy in a live broadcast.
After the declaration ended, a round of applause was heard in the venue of the conference.
“You may now raise your questions,” the spokesperson announced afterward.
An interviewer stands up and immediately asks his questions,
“You said earlier that the Grand Launch will be global. My question is, will the launch be simultaneous regardless of the different time zones? If so, are you confident that the game can handle that many players entering the world all at the same time?”
The spokesperson answers,
“Utopian Fantasy is collaboratively developed by renowned and trusted companies. We are proud to say that the fantasy world is delicately crafted by top-class engineers and scientists from all over the globe. The game itself is not just “a game”. If I were to put it in layman's terms, the world of Utopian Fantasy is like a whole new dimension apart from this world we are living in. So, basically, Utopian Fantasy doesn’t use the “usual servers” that the other games are using. Once you enter through the Portals, you will be transferred to a realm that isn’t confined to the physical laws of this world.”
The interviewer is overwhelmed by the information the spokesperson had given. The spokesperson still continues,
“Different Local Sites are also scattered throughout every region of every nation, and each Local Site will have a minimum of 5 Main Portals. This will avoid the overcrowding of people. Receptionists are also assigned to assist players in each Site. When the time finally comes, the Main Portals in each Site will simultaneously open and by that time, players can then finally enter the world of Utopian Fantasy. And yes! The Main Portals will open simultaneously, so it’s better to research the time of the launch in your own time zones.”
“Uhm…. Okay? Thank you for the answer,” the first interviewer responded as he sat down on his respective seat.
Right after the first interviewer took his seat, another interviewer raised her hand.
“Yes?” the spokesperson asked to address the next interviewer.
The interviewer, then, began asking,
“Utopian Fantasy is endorsed as a Play-to-Earn game. Can you provide more information about how exactly players can earn from it? Also, how sure are you that everyone will be equally benefited by the system?”
A slight silence filled the area as the spokesperson tried to come up with a good response. Not long after, he finally answered,
“Sorry, but we refuse to answer the questions directly. We are aware that this broadcast doesn't reach the entirety of the people all over the world. Information given here will only benefit the ones who are currently watching the telecast. It is against our virtue of maintaining the “fairness” of the game. Therefore, details will only be explained during the Launch by the assigned Personnel.”
It seems like people are not satisfied by the given answer. But the interviewer accepted it anyway. She sat down on her seat and took some notes in her journal.
“Any more questions?”
Murmuring and chattering of the audience continue. Nobody is paying attention to the spokesperson anymore. Eventually, the spokesperson declares,
“Well, I guess this is the conclusion of this live conference. Have a good day and we’ll see you at the Grand Launch”
Just before the spokesperson can walk down from the stage, a man wearing a casual outfit suddenly shouts from the audience,
“Wait! I still have questions for you!”
A noticeable change of atmosphere can be felt in the venue. The spokesperson glances at his higher-ups as if he was asking for approval to entertain the mysterious man.
The higher-ups accepted.
The spokesperson walked back to the microphone.
“Please proceed to your questions,” he said.
“You said that the game is like a new separate world, am I right?”
“Yes.”
“So it means - players will have to use their real bodies to play the game, correct?”
“Indeed.”
“Then how the hell can you ensure the security of all the people playing the game? Is this fantasy world you are endorsing perfectly safe? How about the contents of this world?”
The tension in the area rose but the mysterious man continued his inquiries,
“You are not giving us enough information, all we are hearing are just vague explanations and unelaborated statements. Why aren’t you transparent about ……… issues ………. the delay…… and ………”
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The live broadcast is suddenly interrupted.
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“Huh? What happened?”
A young lady whispered to herself when the live broadcast she was watching suddenly stopped playing.
She stands up from her seat and walks towards the door of her room.
“Mom? Could you please check the Wi-Fi? The internet is unstable again,” she shouted across the house from the door of her room.
“What are you talking about!? The internet is fine!” her mother shouted back.
The lady closes the door and goes back to her seat. She, then, reloads the browser on her laptop to check if the broadcast has returned.
“Weird,” she mumbled.
The internet seems fine but the broadcast is still not playing. Later on, message notifications pop out from her group chatbox. When she opened the chatbox, tons of messages bombarded the group chat.
“Is it me, or is the live broadcast really cut off?” a user asked.
“Same, I thought I’m the only one,” another replied.
“Oh, I thought it’s because of my internet again.”
“So, it was really interrupted?”
The lady continues scrolling through the chatbox. Messages keep popping. A while later, a user, who seems to be a friend of the lady, opened up a topic in the group chat,
“Hey? What are your thoughts about the live broadcast? The game looks promising, isn’t it?”
“Seems fishy to me,” another user replied.
The recent reply received lots of downvotes from the users in the group chat.
“Why do you say so?” another counter-replied.
“Well, it’s just me and my skepticism. The game just feels off for me - considering that we still have unanswered questions about the game, and the developers are not open about the issues they’re facing.”
“Come on, can we just give them a chance? What can go wrong? The game was developed by big companies and backed up by trusted names. They will ruin their reputations if the game turns out to be a shitfest,” another user pointed out.
The lady’s friend added,
“And besides, if what they’re saying is true, the game may be an additional source of money. It can even benefit us!”
“Speaking of money…”
Suddenly, a notification alerted the lady. She was tagged in the conversation.
“Mikaila! You need money for the next semester, right? I think this is your opportunity,” the friend messaged as she called out the lady.
The lady starts to type on her laptop to respond to the tagged message,”
“I don’t know. I think it’s not for me.”
“What do you mean?” the lady’s friend asked.
“You know that I’m not good with video games.”
“Oh come on! I know you can do it! You’re Mikaila! The Mikaila I know is very adaptive and a fast learner! She can work through everything and she will do her best to be good at something!”
“Okay, enough with the flattery words. But seriously, I doubt I can do this. I mean, it’s been ages since I last played a game. And if I remember correctly, the last time I played was on a console, and you know very well that console games are very obsolete nowadays,” the lady replied to her friend.
“Well, if that’s your decision I respect it. Just always remember that we’re here to support you!”
“Thanks”
The conversation continues.
Minutes later, someone knocked on the door of the lady’s room,
“Dinner’s ready! Go to the dining room immediately before the cat steals your food!”
“Yes, Mom! Just a minute!” the lady replied.
She typed on her laptop to bid her farewell to her friends. She, then, proceeds to their dining room.
When she came to the dining room, the meal was already prepared on the table. Her mother is washing the dishes in the nearby sink.
She sits on the chair of the dining table and she prepares to eat.
“Hey, Mom! Let’s eat,” she offered to her mother.
“Can’t you see that I’m already washing the dishes?” the mother replied irritably.
“Oh, sorry. I just thought you might want to eat again.”
“Thanks, but no.”
The lady starts to eat after that. Silence fills the air while the lady is eating and the only sounds that can be heard are the clanking of the utensils on the plate and the splashing of water in the sink.
The silence breaks when the mother starts to talk,
“Do you know about the upcoming game? News about it is circulating throughout the town. Everywhere I go, people can’t stop talking about that game. I think it’s called ‘Fantastic World’, or something.”
“It’s Utopian Fantasy, Mom. And yes. I heard about it. In fact, I was watching the game’s live conference a while ago until the broadcast was suddenly interrupted. That’s why I asked you to check the Wi-Fi,” the lady replied.
“I heard you can earn money from it?
“The game company said so, but I ………”
“Have you registered already?” the mother abruptly asked just before the lady could finish her sentence.
“I’m actually having second thoughts about it,” the lady answered.
“What’s stopping you? If I were you and I know that it can give me money, I would never hesitate to join! Instead of just wasting your time staring at your laptop the whole day every day, why don’t you start researching that ‘Utopian thingy’ and find out how to register!?” the mother asserted.
“Mom, how many times should I tell you that I’m not wasting time. I’m doing a freelancing job,” the lady tried to explain calmly.
“Job? Are you even earning from what you’re doing? If it’s true, where’s the money? You weren’t able to give me any money since you started that so-called job! You had your first payout last month, what did you do!? You spent all of it to buy that useless laptop!”
The lady is silenced, but anger is visible in her expression. She tries her best to calm down.
The mother sighs and continues nagging.
“If only you had applied to an actual full-time job, you would have been earning more money. Look at your cousins! They’re happy! Some of them are having families already! How about you? Aren’t you jealous? You are being left behind, Mikaila!”
“Mom, I bought that laptop because I need it for my part-time job and my next semester in college,”
“College-college. You already graduated from Senior High School! You are already qualified to have a respectable job!”
“Mom, I have my own dreams and goals. My cousins may have full-time jobs. But unlike them, I want to have a college degree, at least.”
“We are getting poor, Mikaila!” the mother exclaimed.
“We are already suffering and you’re still thinking about ambitions!? I have to open the cafeteria for extended hours just to pay our goddamn bills. Maybe sooner or later we would have to cancel our subscription to the internet and maybe sell some of our appliances. Well, who knows what will happen?” the mother continued.
Silence lingers in the air again. The mother is finally done washing the dishes.
“Wash your dishes after you’re done eating. I will go back and reopen the cafeteria. Hopefully, people will still visit even this late at night,” the mother ordered before leaving.
The young lady is left alone in the dining room.
After finishing her meal and washing the dishes, she returned to her room. She sat down at the front of her desk and stared blankly at her laptop. She starts to ruminate as she contemplates the conversation with her mother a while ago. Her mind is in chaos because she can’t make her decisions.
“Should I really register? But, I’m scared. I’m not knowledgeable about the current trends and technology in gaming. What if I mess everything up?” the young lady murmured to herself.
She goes back staring at her laptop again. Then, she notices the piling messages in their group chat. Still out of her mind, she scrolled the messages that she missed. She kept scrolling until she reached the last conversation with her friend.
She reread the compliments that her friend said to her a while ago. After rereading the past conversation, a spark of hope and confidence struck the lady. It seems like the flowery words of her friend brought her back to her senses.
A shine of hope can be seen in the lady’s eye,
“I have nothing to worry about…...” she said to herself.
“Because I am Mikaila! I can make everything work and I will always strive to be better!”
A week had passed since the announcement of Utopian Fantasy’s Grand Launch. It’s the last day of 2031. “Are you ready? Did you eat already? What else do you need?” the concerned questions of Mikaila’s mother. “It’s okay, Mom. I’m fine,” Mikaila answered. “By the way, why are you so early? I thought the game would be opening at midnight?” “Mom, the developer said that the game will launch at 23:49 UTC+14. But we’re in UTC+8 time zone.” “I don’t know what that means.” “To make it simple, the game will launch at exactly 5:59 PM in our country.” “But it’s 1 o'clock in the afternoon! You’re still early for that time!!” “Mom, it’s better to be early. Hundreds of thousands had pre-registered in our city alone. So, it is expected that the Local Sites will be crowded early,” “I see, just update me once you enter the game. A text message will do.” “I don’t know if I will be able to text you from inside the game.” “Well, at least text me when you reach the venue.” “Sure, Mom,” Mikaila
“Su... Sure,” Mikaila’s response to the shy lady who offered to be friends with her. The shy lady lifted her head. The aura on her face noticeably changed from timid to cheerful. “Thank you so much!” the shy lady responded with a pleasant smile on her face. Mikaila nodded, “My name is Mikaila, by the way! What’s yours?” “Oh…..I’m …. I’m Celly” “You have a cute name!” Celly blushed and she returned to her bashful posture again. Mikaila curiously asks Celly, “Are you alone? Is this your first game too?” “Uhm… Yes, I’m alone, but I’m not new to games,” Celly answered. “Oh! So you have knowledge about Utopian Fantasy?” “Kind of… I read a lot about this game and I think I have enough knowledge to be co
The commotion subsided when the spokesperson started speaking, but whispers and utters still can be heard in the area. “Please lend us your ears as we explain the further procedures and as we provide you more in-depth knowledge about the game,” the spokesperson announced. The mumblings in the crowd completely stopped. “Now, let’s start with the wristband. Please tap the wristband to fully activate its functions,” the spokesperson directed. The people followed the instructions. Mikaila did the same. When she tapped the wristband, a green light blinked from the contours three times. Seconds later, the green light completely and fully glowed. “Introducing… this cutting edge technology! A wristband that can record all of your in-game progress! It also has a special User Interface that can show your Player Information - this includes your in-game name, attributes, status, and other necessary options. We call this ‘The Bandtasy’,” the spokesperson proudly announced. “That was cringe,”
Mikaila is delighted to see the lady approaching her. “Ariiiii!!” Mikaila gleefully shouted. The lady quickly hugged Mikaila as soon as she reached her. “Wow! You really decided to join!” the lady said to Mikaila. “Well, if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have come up with this decision,” Mikaila replied. “Really? What did I do?” “Ah! Nothing much, really. It’s just… your compliments made me realize what I can do… and that I can work through anything if I need to.” “Yiiieehh! But you said it was too flowery?” the lady happily asked. “Nah! It means a lot to me!” “I just said the truth! I always believe in you, and you should believe in yourself too!” “Thanks, Arii!” Mikaila said with a genuine smile on her face. The lady smiled back. “Oh! By the way! Who else decided to participate?” Mikaila asked with an excited tone. “It’s just me, Jonas, Marco, Lahra, Frenz, Sheena, and……” The lady paused for a moment to think of other names. She continues later on, “I don’t remember who
*Trigger Warning!* Mikaila is shocked to see the man holding the taser. “You… you!!” Mikaila uttered out of anger. “Yes, yes. I’m the clerk from a while ago. Missed me?” “F*ck you!” “You don’t have to be so angry. We just want to have fun!” “No! What’s the meaning of this? Celly!!” Mikaila asked frantically as she called out Celly. “I’m very sorry, Mikaila,” Celly pleaded and she started crying. “But why?” “My… My father is very sick! He needs immediate medication! They promised me that they will give me lots of money if I successfully lured someone into their traps,” Celly explained. “What?” Mikaila’s disgusted reaction. The clerk walked slowly towards the crying Celly. “Allow me to explain further,” the clerk said. He continued, “As you can see, we are a group of sex traffickers. We have big business outside the game. We earn lots of money by selling girls to customers - just a bunch of wealthy old men and politicians - if you’re curious. If we are earning millions outs
“Portals will open shortly. Please finalize your decisions and proceed at the front of your Selected Portal.” “Ah geez. I need to find her. I’m really sorry if I can’t go with you,” Mikaila apologized. “It’s okay! We can still meet inside the game. We’ll just add you to our Friend List so we can keep in touch,” Arianne said. “Sure!” Mikaila agreed. Arianne and their classmates sent friend requests to Mikaila. “Again, Portals will open shortly. Please finalize your decisions and proceed at the front of your Selected Portal,” an announcement was heard again. “I’ll just accept these later. I need to find my friend first,” Mikaila said. “It’s okay! You can do it anytime,” Sheena replied. “Uhm, Mikaila. We will be going. Good luck out there and if you need help, just contact us and we’ll keep in touch,” Arianne told Mikaila. “Sure, Arii, and thank you! You too, good luck out there!” They smiled and bid their farewells. Arianne and her classmates walked towards the ‘Plains’ Portal
The bunnies continued to grow until they reached the size of a fully grown human. Still, the sky continues to darken. Later on, silhouettes of big flying creatures swirled in the sky. Their wings are large enough to cast big shadows on the ground. “Aren’t those nighthawks?” one spectator asked. “Yes, but they are abnormally ginormous,” another commented. One of the giant nighthawks swooped from the air to capture a rabbit. Some of the players are fascinated to see the action. Everything was fine until the other nighthawks also swooped from the sky one by one and started to attack randomly. They also started preying on the humans. “Hey. Is this still normal?” Frenz worried. Suddenly, “Help me!” a man shouted as he struggles to escape the claws of a nighthawk that was pinning him on the ground. The giant hawk, then, pecked the man’s head and ripped it off from its body. Everybody was shocked to see the horrifying scene. “Hey, what’s going on?” a player whispered with a frighte
Marco is disappointed to hear what Jonas said. “Chill Bro! Let them be!” he said to Jonas.“What the hell is wrong with you!?” Frenz shouted to Jonas while crying.“Tch!”The aftermath of the Game Event is very depressing. Lifeless and mutilated bodies of players are scattered in the area. The surviving players are crying after the loss of their friends and loved ones. Some are still traumatized and are just gazing blankly. Some can’t comprehend the agonizing event they experienced.Marco opened his UI and opened his Friend List Panel. He checked the User Information of both Sheena and Lahra. He saw that it was already grayed out and the word ‘DECEASED’ already replaced their names at the top of the Information window. Marco curled his fist out of anger and disbelief.Moments later, turmoil started between the players and the Starting Point Guide. Marco walked towards the commotion; the rest followed.“Why did you do this to us?” a player cried.“What did we do to deserve this?”“Don’t