Prologue: The Last Game
Prologue: The Last Game
Eric sat in his dimly lit apartment, fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced precision. The glow of multiple screens bathed his face in a soft, ethereal light as he navigated through the virtual battlefield of his latest tournament. Each click, each decision was calculated, honed by years of dedication to his craft.
As a pro gamer, Eric had risen through the ranks, earning fame and fortune in the digital arenas where pixels clashed and strategies unfolded in milliseconds. He was a master of strategy games, where intellect and split-second reactions were his weapons, and victory was his currency.
But tonight felt different. The game before him wasn't just another tournament—it was the culmination of his career. Months of training, sleepless nights, and sacrifices had led to this moment. The championship match was intense, with his opponent pushing him to his limits. Yet, Eric remained focused, his mind clear, his reflexes sharp.
With a final decisive move, Eric emerged victorious. The crowd roared in the virtual world, accolades poured in from fans and fellow gamers alike. Yet, amidst the celebration, a subtle sense of emptiness lingered within him.
Turning off his equipment, Eric leaned back in his chair, contemplating what lay beyond the digital realm that had consumed his life for so long. Was there more to existence than pixels and algorithms? A restlessness stirred within him, a yearning for something beyond the confines of his apartment walls.
Little did Eric know, his life was about to take an unexpected turn. As he closed his eyes, preparing to leave the virtual battlefield behind for the night, a strange sensation washed over him, a sensation of being pulled, as if his very essence was being drawn into another dimension.
And in that moment, Eric's journey began.
Regalos
-- Regalo
recibido Estado de energía semanal
-- Ranking de
Poder 
-- Piedra de
Poder