When the world deals you a bad hand of cards, how do you play the game?"

Ikaros is now transported to another world with his game character next to his subordinates by some claiming Gods that he was only his piece and his competition. See how he deals with these Gods and ventures into the new world.

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Reddit: 

https://www.reddit.com/user/WerewolfOfDarkness/

Discord:

https://discord.gg/VmjaVx

This is a story about a male named Zero who gets transformed into a Werewolf because of the apocalypse, with his intelligence.

It started with a message and humans turned into monsters human eating machines, but Zero is not like them, because he still has his intelligence.

WEDNESDAY
7:03 am 12th of Aug. 2020
each day is the same.
wake up.
have breakfast.
watch a twitch stream on my pc and chat with people.
check my Reddit and make a post on a sub.
check Facebook and post a status update on what is happening.
watch a vid on youtube
check discord and chat with others.
and play some music on my Spotify.
that is all I seem to do while I am stuck inside.
I did see a post from my school about the thing that is happening at bean@bility this week and I am interested to come. the lockdown has driven me to boredom since I am missing events that made me an active person when going out.
witching to the discord tab I decided to see what is going on in Avi's server so I could keep my sanity without losing it in the process. exiting my room I decided to put my breakfast in the sink as I watched some video's on the USB stick that I had plugged into my tv when I got back. videos like mark. jack and other YouTubers that I love. I also use it for music pics and anime as well so I can be resourceful about building my mancave that is filled with Miku and Starset for the pc.
8:37 am 12th of Aug. 2020
I decided to log in to my Facebook and see what was happening on my Facebook feed. my feed is filled with anime, news, bands, shows, and movies that I have followed since I was on there a year back. the 1st post I am welcomed with is a post from Sao showing fan faves Yuna and Eiji who are in War of Underworld. as for Yuna. yeah, she appeared in the Sao movie. and I would love to collab with her when I am in the world of Sao.
the next post is from the anime Konosuba and it is a funny post about tea. never seen the show or films. but I do plan on binging it after seeing all of fate and Sao. and as for the no game no life anime. well... it is banned cause it refused classification.
the next post was from one of my fave artists who goes by the name of Mike Shinoda. and from what I saw. he was making music for GamesCom and it is said that he is making the theme for it as well.
and as for Linkin Park. they are doing something for there 1st album of 2020 as a celebration that is in the form of an old laptop computer. and I am hyped for it since I know they went dark since Chester died 3 years ago. and yes it was a sad day to remember that but hey at least Miku is the one who makes me smile.
and as for the thing that is happening in Victoria right now. well, the cases have started to spike and that is not all. panic buying is now returning and is also turning chaotic as we speak. and it is sad to see the days getting darker for them since this world is broken.
logging out of Facebook I decided to see what was happening on Reddit when I logged in. and while I did that I decided to put on Spotify for my chill sessions when I am vibing to my music as well. checking Starset I noticed that the debut album transmissions was now missing from there profile. and in my mind, I knew it was going to be hidden since they signed with fearless records. moving over to Dustin's side project titled MNQN I decided to play one of the songs from the 1st album as I began my 1st vibe and chill session while online and on the web.
my Reddit was filled with art, music, gaming, entertainment, anime, and mostly lewd stuff as well. and yes I am 20 years old so I do enjoy this type of stuff when it comes to what sub I join. and I do post on there and give upvotes and downvotes on posts as well from time to time. including the ones that I report from offensive users who are from that sub. not gonna go into detail but let's just say I did throw a feedback post in the Starset subreddit. as for my kama. I have 7.8k since my posts gain attention from the community that sees it.

(inspired by fate/stay night and my love for self-insert)

we wanted a perfect world. this is not the world we had in mind.

the year is 2020, the Earth is facing an outbreak crisis that has impacted the world

many people are fighting for survival against the virus while others. are ignoring and fighting the government for freedom and change.

as for me. I just wish I was in another world where it is peaceful. or so I thought.

my name is Aden. and this is my story.

Charlie finished up by saying few more details about the game such as "In the game when the fatigue level is 100 it mean sure death so make sure to keep an eye out for fatigue which can be recovered by sleeping in the game which if player still has play time is a small optional mini game with real rewards while if the player is offline the character automatically enters sleep mode and when the player returns back he is spawned back at the spot he left the game at".

Charlie even said "In case of penalties one random point is deducted from a random attribute every time you die the amount of point varies on the basis of your level and if a player leaves the game when he surrounded by mobs such as our friend Ken here he would be spawned back into the city and would have the same punishment as death".

 After talking about the minor details of the game Charlie spoke directly to Ken "As you are a special case you shall have no attribute deduction and shall instead keep your character the same and as a reward will be spawned back in the town and because you participated and displayed and amazing show of our game you shall be given a free capsule congratulation" and shaked hands with Ken.

Ken then got off stage and returned back to his seat and Charlie announced that "we are giving away ten additional capsules to the people at the press confreres and ten more to the audience watching the press conference live the rest of you can buy our capsule at our official website" he paused and after taking a breath said "now the moment you all have been waiting for the price of our product is only 150 dollars each set with all updates included".

The press conference was put to an end, Ken was called out by one of the staff and was asked to give his details to deliver the capsule. Ken gave his details and soon left the venue for the press conference and headed home in his car. The moment Ken left Charlie asked the head of design to research and find out more information about Ken.

After ten to twenty minutes later Charlie was informed that Ken came from a slightly rich background and was a young IT programmer of the age 21 and had recently graduated from the  second ranked University of Stanford for programmers and has joined Apple as a regular programmer.

Charlie told his design head to make sure to find a way to recruit Ken on the journey in exploring the other world and to find out a way to make him play full time after all Ken slayed a level ten monster as a complete noob.

The game after the conference sold out over ten million capsule all of the once they had produced and had maxed out all server player limit and announced that the game Version 1.00 starting time and details regarding the game would be mentioned on the official website and then went on to create a community forum for the game which was like reddit but just game related post could be posted.

Ken received his capsule on the very next day and waited for the week to pass by quickly as the game was going to release on the upcoming Sunday but while waiting for the day to come his social media accounts were all blasted by being tagged on him attending the conference and he was  gaining followers.

Psychopaths are they all really insane? What if a psychopath decided to do every single crime with a sound mind. This is the tale of the greatest Assassin who fights against the injustice in the world and becomes infamous too the point that the government shiver whenever his name is taken. Join us on the journeys of to infinite possibilities

Who should be the next person I spend time with?
. . .
After I gave it some thought, I decided to check up on Poppy, to see how her body guarding was going. I finished up my lunch, cleaned up, and headed over to the room she was guarding. As expected, I found her pacing back and forth at the door like a toy soldier. She had accumulated another tray of food, making a small pile of said trays in the corner.
"Oh, heya Shiznit!" She called out, waving dramatically as I approached.
"Hey, how's everything holding up for you?" I replied, leaning against the wall next to her.
"Meh, pretty borin'.  No one's come by, and I've just gotten bored!" She responded, slouching onto the ground, "Plus my feet are gettin' tired."
"Well, no one is supposed to come by, so that's actually a good thing. Still, did you want to tag out? I can keep watch for the rest of the day if you want." I suggested, sitting down with Poppy.
'Naaaaah, I'm fine now that you're here."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Cuz now I have someone to talk to and mess around with!" Poppy responded, scooching closer to me.
"Uh, how so?"  I asked. Before I could ask anything else, Poppy stuck out her pointer fingers at me.
"Sticks." Was all she said.
"...Sticks?"
"Yeah, Sticks! Like the game."
"There's a game called Sticks?"
"Of course, ya doy. Do ya know how to play?" 
"Does it sound like I know how to play?" I asked rhetorically, causing Poppy to sigh.
"Alright alright alright. We both start with two fingies out, like this. An' we take turns tappin' each other's fingies, and whatever hand you tag, you have to add the amount of fingers that touched you to that hand."  She tried to explain.
"I… I don't follow."
"Ok ok, so look, stick out your fingers like me,"  Poppy commanded, and I followed  her instructions, "So let's say I go first. Now if I just, tap!"  She continued, moving her finger over to my left hand, tapping on it.
"Now ya have to hold up two fingers, since you started with one, and I tapped you with one."
"Okay? How do you win?"
"Welll, if you have to hold up all five fingers on one hand, you lose that hand. And if you lose both hands, I win!" As Poppy explained, she played out an example game between us. I watched and listened, starting to understand the way to game properly.
"Soo, didja wanna play?"
"Yeah, I'm fine with giving it a try." I answered, setting up my fingers for another game. Once we started, we didn't stop. We played and talked for the rest of the afternoon, while I learned how to play sticks, and promptly lost every single round. Even though I was getting my ass handed to me, I still had fun, and chatting with Poppy made up for the losses.
"...So how does being the Ultimate Internet Comedian work?"  I questioned, adding three fingers onto Poppy's left hand.
"Imagine like a regular comedian, right?" Poppy started, while tagging my right hand out, "But instead of stand up at a club, it's sarcastic comments and memes on Reddit."
"Huh...how do you even get a talent for something so obscure and subjective like comedy?" I asked, tagging Poppy's left hand out.
"Eh, not sure, go ask the old farts that gave me it. Maybe it's based on the recognition, or just Reddit karma, who knows!" she responded, getting my other hand out and winning. "Hah, another epic victory royale!"
"Maybe you should change your talent to the Ultimate Sticks Player." I replied sarcastically.
"Hah, you wish. Maybe you should change your talent to the Ultimate Loser!" She retorted.
"Owch, that was a low blow."  I replied, setting up another game  and laughing at her comment, "Let's keep going. I'll win eventually!"
…I didn't win a single game that afternoon. Poppy had so many tricks and strategies that I knew nothing about, and every time I thought I had her figured out, she would pull out another plan. Even then, it was still a fun time, talking and taking jabs at each other. It helped us forget the situation, even though it was just for a brief time. But just as soon as the fun had started, the afternoon came to a close.
After losing for the hundredth time, I went to grab myself some dinner, checked the clock, and noticed that it was around 11:30PM! I grabbed my tray and hurried out the exit, not caring if anyone took note of that, and rushed back to Poppy.
"Hey, I'm back." I commented, catching my breath.
"Welcome back, didja wanna get your butt kicked again?" Poppy jabbed, proud of her skill.
"You wish.  I came back to tell you that it's already 11:30-ish. Is the door unlocked?" I responded, making Poppy's eyes go wide.
"Already? Damn, time flies when you're eatin' ass and kicking Sticks!" With that, she turned around and tried the door again. Unfortunately, it was to no avail, making Poppy frustrated again, "What the hell! When's this gonna open, 11:59?!…
"Wouldn't doubt it," I said, giving the door a good kick, "I don't think it's worth risking an assumedly terrible punishment. We should get to our cells and think of a new plan." With that, Poppy picked up her food trays, and followed me to the cafeteria. We stopped to drop off said trays there before going to the cell block, where most of the gang was already situated.
"Ah, they're here!" Urkstin noticed us first, since his cell was closest to the entrance, and unsurprisingly, Mia and Jambo walked down the stairs of the second floor to greet us.
"Cutting it a bit close, aren't we, Hale?" Mia said, not even acknowledging my presence.
"You daft cows better remember the risk of being out late. You missed another meeting, if you haven't noticed," Jambo said, again, attempting to be patient, "Ev'ry night we're gonna have someone going round the cell block, making sure none of you dodgy lot try and do anything. They'll be going around right up until the nighttime announcement." While they explained, I noticed that no one was outside of their cell besides us.
"So, one of you two is patrolling tonight?" I asked.
"He is, obviously. Do you really think I would run the risk of getting attacked this early, especially with the two of you allowed to roam about!" Mia replied, being as condescending as possible.
"Alright yeah, I've gotten more than my daily dose of Mia, g'night Akakaka!" Poppy said, merrily skipping towards her cell. Mia simply scoffed and went her own way. As I went up to my own cell, I could feel the hard glare from Jambo, carefully watching my every move.
…Once I got into my cell, my mind began to wander. Soon, I began thinking about our locked "friend" and another issue with the plan to let him out. Mia had taken the key to his chain when we opened the cell block yesterday. If we wanted to get him out of that room, we either needed to find a way to get his key back, or find a way to break his chains. Either option seemed nearly impossible without letting the secret of Ceáser slip. Laying in bed, I tried to think up various solutions to all the problems I faced. However, melatonin had a different idea in mind for me and I began to drift off... "Attention contestants, It is now Nighttime. I hope you all read the rules and are in your cells. Sweet dreams." The same message as last night. I once again tried to focus on creating solutions, however, melatonin had a different idea in mind for me and I began to drift off...
…I don't usually have dreams. Whenever I do, they're usually peaceful ones. Drifting in the sky with clouds, or doing some sort of activity with my friends or family. Unfortunately, ever since I was chained here, I've had dreams unlike any I've had previously, all revolving around the same two things. I'm somewhere that feels familiar, with someone familiar calling out for me.
Tonight I had one similar to every other, but I couldn't remember the details quite as well as the others. It was all a fuzzy mess, feeling myself rock back and forth unsteadily, feeling a cold breeze brush across my wavering body.
A person in front of me, slowly approaching, repeating my name over and over. I try and get away but they catch me before I can act.
Feeling myself fall down, slowly losing more and more consciousness, watching their burning smile look down at me as I hear them call out my name...one last time-
"AKA!"

11 Students wake up in a completely isolated building, with no way out, and no way to tell the time of day. They are forced to follow the rules of a "Killing Game' in order to earn their freedom, where murdering means a potential escape. From personal tensions and handpicked motivations, will they be able to find a way out before they all drop dead?



Who should be the next person I spend time with? 

. . . 

After I gave it some thought, I decided to check up on Poppy, to see how her body guarding was going. I finished up my lunch, cleaned up, and headed over to the room she was guarding. As expected, I found her pacing back and forth at the door like a toy soldier. She had accumulated another tray of food, making a small pile of said trays in the corner. 

"Oh, heya Shiznit!" She called out, waving dramatically as I approached. 

"Hey, how's everything holding up for you?" I replied, leaning against the wall next to her. 

"Meh, pretty borin'. No one's come by, and I've just gotten bored!" She responded, slouching onto the ground, "Plus my feet are gettin' tired." 

"Well, no one is supposed to come by, so that's actually a good thing. Still, did you want to tag out? I can keep watch for the rest of the day if you want." I suggested, sitting down with Poppy. 

'Naaaaah, I'm fine now that you're here." 

"Oh? Why's that?" 

"Cuz now I have someone to talk to and mess around with!" Poppy responded, scooching closer to me. 

"Uh, how so?" I asked. Before I could ask anything else, Poppy stuck out her pointer fingers at me. 

"Sticks." Was all she said. 

"...Sticks?" 

"Yeah, Sticks! Like the game." 

"There's a game called Sticks?" 

"Of course, ya doy. Do ya know how to play?" 

"Does it sound like I know how to play?" I asked rhetorically, causing Poppy to sigh. 

"Alright alright alright. We both start with two fingies out, like this. An' we take turns tappin' each other's fingies, and whatever hand you tag, you have to add the amount of fingers that touched you to that hand." She tried to explain. 

"I… I don't follow." 

"Ok ok, so look, stick out your fingers like me," Poppy commanded, and I followed her instructions, "So let's say I go first. Now if I just, tap!" She continued, moving her finger over to my left hand, tapping on it. 

"Now ya have to hold up two fingers, since you started with one, and I tapped you with one." 

"Okay? How do you win?" 

"Welll, if you have to hold up all five fingers on one hand, you lose that hand. And if you lose both hands, I win!" As Poppy explained, she played out an example game between us. I watched and listened, starting to understand the way to game properly. 

"Soo, didja wanna play?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine with giving it a try." I answered, setting up my fingers for another game. Once we started, we didn't stop. We played and talked for the rest of the afternoon, while I learned how to play sticks, and promptly lost every single round. Even though I was getting my ass handed to me, I still had fun, and chatting with Poppy made up for the losses. 

"...So how does being the Ultimate Internet Comedian work?" I questioned, adding three fingers onto Poppy's left hand. 

"Imagine like a regular comedian, right?" Poppy started, while tagging my right hand out, "But instead of stand up at a club, it's sarcastic comments and memes on Reddit." 

"Huh...how do you even get a talent for something so obscure and subjective like comedy?" I asked, tagging Poppy's left hand out. 

"Eh, not sure, go ask the old farts that gave me it. Maybe it's based on the recognition, or just Reddit karma, who knows!" she responded, getting my other hand out and winning. "Hah, another epic victory royale!" 

"Maybe you should change your talent to the Ultimate Sticks Player." I replied sarcastically. 

"Hah, you wish. Maybe you should change your talent to the Ultimate Loser!" She retorted. 

"Owch, that was a low blow." I replied, setting up another game and laughing at her comment, "Let's keep going. I'll win eventually!" 

…I didn't win a single game that afternoon. Poppy had so many tricks and strategies that I knew nothing about, and every time I thought I had her figured out, she would pull out another plan. Even then, it was still a fun time, talking and taking jabs at each other. It helped us forget the situation, even though it was just for a brief time. But just as soon as the fun had started, the afternoon came to a close. 

After losing for the hundredth time, I went to grab myself some dinner, checked the clock, and noticed that it was around 11:30PM! I grabbed my tray and hurried out the exit, not caring if anyone took note of that, and rushed back to Poppy. 

"Hey, I'm back." I commented, catching my breath. 

"Welcome back, didja wanna get your butt kicked again?" Poppy jabbed, proud of her skill. 

"You wish. I came back to tell you that it's already 11:30-ish. Is the door unlocked?" I responded, making Poppy's eyes go wide. 

"Already? Damn, time flies when you're eatin' ass and kicking Sticks!" With that, she turned around and tried the door again. Unfortunately, it was to no avail, making Poppy frustrated again, "What the hell! When's this gonna open, 11:59?!… 

"Wouldn't doubt it," I said, giving the door a good kick, "I don't think it's worth risking an assumedly terrible punishment. We should get to our cells and think of a new plan." With that, Poppy picked up her food trays, and followed me to the cafeteria. We stopped to drop off said trays there before going to the cell block, where most of the gang was already situated. 

"Ah, they're here!" Urkstin noticed us first, since his cell was closest to the entrance, and unsurprisingly, Mia and Jambo walked down the stairs of the second floor to greet us. 

"Cutting it a bit close, aren't we, Hale?" Mia said, not even acknowledging my presence. 

"You daft cows better remember the risk of being out late. You missed another meeting, if you haven't noticed," Jambo said, again, attempting to be patient, "Ev'ry night we're gonna have someone going round the cell block, making sure none of you dodgy lot try and do anything. They'll be going around right up until the nighttime announcement." While they explained, I noticed that no one was outside of their cell besides us. 

"So, one of you two is patrolling tonight?" I asked. 

"He is, obviously. Do you really think I would run the risk of getting attacked this early, especially with the two of you allowed to roam about!" Mia replied, being as condescending as possible. 

"Alright yeah, I've gotten more than my daily dose of Mia, g'night Akakaka!" Poppy said, merrily skipping towards her cell. Mia simply scoffed and went her own way. As I went up to my own cell, I could feel the hard glare from Jambo, carefully watching my every move. 

…Once I got into my cell, my mind began to wander. Soon, I began thinking about our locked "friend" and another issue with the plan to let him out. Mia had taken the key to his chain when we opened the cell block yesterday. If we wanted to get him out of that room, we either needed to find a way to get his key back, or find a way to break his chains. Either option seemed nearly impossible without letting the secret of Ceáser slip. Laying in bed, I tried to think up various solutions to all the problems I faced. However, melatonin had a different idea in mind for me and I began to drift off... "Attention contestants, It is now Nighttime. I hope you all read the rules and are in your cells. Sweet dreams." The same message as last night. I once again tried to focus on creating solutions, however, melatonin had a different idea in mind for me and I began to drift off... 

…I don't usually have dreams. Whenever I do, they're usually peaceful ones. Drifting in the sky with clouds, or doing some sort of activity with my friends or family. Unfortunately, ever since I was chained here, I've had dreams unlike any I've had previously, all revolving around the same two things. I'm somewhere that feels familiar, with someone familiar calling out for me. 

Tonight I had one similar to every other, but I couldn't remember the details quite as well as the others. It was all a fuzzy mess, feeling myself rock back and forth unsteadily, feeling a cold breeze brush across my wavering body. 

A person in front of me, slowly approaching, repeating my name over and over. I try and get away but they catch me before I can act. 

Feeling myself fall down, slowly losing more and more consciousness, watching their burning smile look down at me as I hear them call out my name...one last time- 

"AKA!"

I never really expected much from life but I guess no one really expected much from me, either.
As a kid, I always was the weird kid for not trying to start relationships with other people. I mostly just skated through life. For good reason, though.
As far back as I could remember my luck has been...abysmal at best.
Any time I tried to make friends with someone, something bad would happen. Nothing too crazy if you don't count that one time in first grade I accidentally tripped and knocked my entire lunch on a girl I was acquainted with. Oh, or that other time I was laughing at a popular kid's jokes and spit my milk all over him. And that time in second-grade physical education when I threw a ball in dodgeball and it ricocheted off of at least five kids' heads. Yeah, some of them received light concussions from that...
If you still think that it was just coincidences or all in my head, then what about that time in freshman year when I was joking about Todd Forester just to find out he was in the hospital and needed serious surgery that day. Or when one of the popular girls invited me to Prom and stood me up. Okay, maybe that one was just a coincidence but it still hurt me for years!
Don't even get me started about my early college years! My life was starting to look up as I managed to skip a grade and start college earlier. A new face in a sea of strangers. I was finally going to turn my luck around and I did at first. Nothing too bad happened, and I even got my first girlfriend. So far so good!
I majored in Computer Science and minored in Web Design. I even helped start some successful projects with some new friends. We were gaining a lot of traction on Kickstarter. Our effort was just starting to bear fruit. Eventually, we made and released the mobile game we made called Arcadian Records. It became a hit especially with those who were fans of Gacha games.

I only helped with getting the Kickstarter and website together so I didn't gain too much money or fame. They even forgot to list my name in the credits, but I digress.
I was still happy that my life was turning around.
Well until one day my girlfriend came to me asking to break up. She had told me that she suspected me of cheating and had proof. When I had asked her to show me the proof, she couldn't but still insisted that we should break up.
I was heartbroken.
The love of my life had walked out of my life and she took a part of me with her.
I soon found myself becoming more and more saddened by her departure. I threw myself into my work to try and forget about her. The days passed and they soon turned into months. Eventually, I became well-known in the gaming community for my impressive bug fixes. I started to find solace in that fact.
I often spent much of my free time after work browsing Reddit and tech sites. I didn't want to lose my skills and wanted to continue to stay on top of software bugs, common or otherwise.
Before I knew it, I gained a sort of following online as the Bug Fix King. They often praised my work as both quick and efficient. I was happy again. This is what I would be known as.
I often flaunted my know-how and bug fix techniques to my co-workers to their dismay. Eventually, I was called to Human Resources many times for being 'obnoxious 'and 'rude.' I tried to tone it down after that but the power was getting to me.
For the first time in my life, I was in power. I was liked and not bullied. I felt in control and Reddit was fueling my ego and self-worth. I couldn't just stop. They must be in sheer awe of the Bug Fix King. Of course, that must be it.
So, whenever a co-worker asked me for help in identifying what kind of bug they had and what kind of fix was needed for it, I just told them. Of course, I would only tell them if they referred to me by my Reddit Handle: Bug Fix King.
I was once again called to Human Resources.
"You're fired."
"Wait, what? Why may I ask?"
The secretary at the desk stared deeply into my eyes causing me to sweat intensely.
"Let's see where to start, shall we?" She was in a black office swivel chair, the same as the last time I saw her. She moved along the floor with ease as she rolled aside as she leaned over to open a filing cabinet.
She was wearing a black blouse over a white buttoned-up shirt. The first two buttons weren't buttoned so her skin was exposed revealing a bit of cleavage. I couldn't help but try to get a little peek. ' I can't believe it has been six months since Jess broke up with me...I haven't even been on a date in over half a year! I wonder would she go on a date with me. No, wait, what am I talking about! She's about to fire me after all...'
She pulled out a large manilla folder causing me to immediately jump back.
"I wasn't looking or anything! I promise!"
The secretary cocked her head to the side with a confused look on her face.
"What are you talking about, Mr. Armeyer?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all..." I quickly shift myself in my seat. "So, how are you?"
The secretary continued to give me a look. Her eyebrows slightly raise as she looks at me like I'm a madman. 
'Maybe I am turning into a lunatic..."
"I am fine, Mr. Armeyer. Now here is a list of all of the reports from your co-workers about your recent behavior."
"My recent behavior? But, I don't think I have been treating my co-workers badly or anything." She hands me the envelope as I open it up. 'There's a lot of papers in here...Wait, and they're all about me?!'
I continued to flip through the files as I scanned them all over. 'Why are there so many? What the heck! I have only been a loyal worker through and through? And some of these go back a couple of months. This one is the worst of them all!'
I pull one of the files and put it in front of the others. At the top is a name I was more than familiar with. It was the name of a co-worker I've been friendly with recently. Marcus Porter, a new co-worker I recently started to mentor here.
'Even Michael, huh?' I felt betrayed and quite possibly, bamboozled. Every day, I shared all of my best bug fixes with him and even gave him a personal recommendation to our District Manager. I know I'm awkward sometimes and I have bad interpersonal skills, but I'm willing to work on this!
"Please, give me another chance! I don't want to be a jobless person who spends all their time reading manga or light novels in their room all day! Onegai! Er, I mean please!"
The secretary could only shake her head at me, even as I was on the verge of tears.
"If this was your first or second offense, then I would be all for giving you another chance but you've been here more than twice. Honestly, you were going to be fired sooner but due to your amazing track record we continued to employ you."
I couldn't understand what I was hearing...I was going to be fired and lose my dream job. But wait they can't fire me yet! It's just as she said, my amazing track record is too great! If I were to bring that up...'
Just as I was about to open my mouth, she stopped me.

"If you are going to tell me something like 'how are you going to replace someone like me', then you can forget it. We already have just the person to replace you. You should already know him since you taught him everything you knew."
'No...it can't be...'
"We have chosen Marcus Porter to be your replacement. He has already accepted your old position and is all ready to start tomorrow morning."
Her words broke me. 'Marcus...you bastard! How could you? I placed you under my care and you backstab me like this!"
"You can pack up all of your things and head home. Your final check will be in the mail. Have a wonderful day, Mr. Bug Fix King."
"Alright...Wait, w-what did you just say?"
"I said have a wonderful day, Mr. Armeyer"
"Will do..." I quickly went back to my desk to gather my things. 'I probably just misheard her or something. It's not like anybody here knows my online persona or anything. Even if they did, It's not like it would change anything.'
I gathered all my stuff in an old storage box we had lying around in the office and drove home.
"Haah~ I can't believe they fired me...At least I have some savings gathered up but how long would that last."
I couldn't help but start to feel lost again. The first time in a while where I had little to nothing else to put my time into. Well, besides Reddit and video games.
'Speaking of, I wonder how those guys are doing...I haven't really talked to them since college. That, and the game becoming super successful.
I decided to sit down at my computer in my room. I flipped the light switch and was greeted with my messy room. There were shirts and other articles of clothing littered around that I had forgotten to put away. 'Well, it's not like I forgot per see. I've just been so into work...No, I don't even want to talk about work so let's not bring that up right now.'
I decided to make my way to the computer and the first thing I saw was my wallpaper. The one with both me and Jessica in it.
"We looked so happy then..."
It took everything I had to quickly open up a tab to hide the wallpaper in front of me. Though this wasn't a permanent fix, it was all I could think to do at the moment. I would change the wallpaper but I would also be running away from my past. I would be lying if I said that I no longer had any feelings for her anymore. Some part of me still wishes we could get back together.
I decided to quickly clear my mind as I thought about what to look up.
'Well after a long, hard day at work, why not unwind with something nice, huh? Come on, it's been so long since you've last done 'it', right? So, what are you waiting for?'
I couldn't help it. I couldn't hold myself back any longer. These urges were beyond any modern mortal's control! They were now a way of life.
My fingers danced across my keyboard as I typed in the same keywords as I have always done. It was almost like clockwork.
I hit the enter key.
I was now ready to do 'it'.
I was now ready to play video games again.
I was greeted with the same words just as I had remembered they sounded like.
"Welcome to Arcadian Records, brave player!"

Jacob Armeyer was a 23-year-old freelance game designer. One day he had gotten a job to work on another bug in the sequel to the hit mobile game, Arcadian Records. After hours of looking for the bug, he found nothing and went home deciding to try again the next day. On his way back, however, he was suddenly knocked onto the ground by an escaping robber. Upon coming to, he found himself in front of God and was told he died from the fall due to his bad luck. But he would be given the chance to live again in another world of his choosing! 

'I wish I could find out what happened with that bug before Arcadian Records sequel launches..."
"So, you want to be reincarnated into the world of Arcadian Records, then. A fine choice! I will send you there immediately."
"Wait, that's not what I meant!"



I am not the owner of the artwork used. All rights to its use belong to them and I will gladly remove it upon the owner's asking. The edits were done by me.

'So who should I give this house to...Wait a minute, this seems suspicious...'


"Wait, is there a drawback to this?" Damien asked both Avaritia and Benevolentia.


"Master, to truly fuse one of us emotion spirits to a named object, you first need to find a white pure soul gem or black corrupt soul gem. While soul gem themselves are very common. Soul gems are created when a living being with a consciousness dies. The soul of the being goes into the afterlife and depending on how strong they are, they will leave different amounts of soul gems. However, white pure or black corrupt soul gems are soul gems dropped by beings who have done nothing but good or bad. Not only are they very rare, to combine it you need to face our aftereffects, and the only way to rid of our spirit's aftereffects is by dying. However, the longer you stay with that spirit's emotion, the stronger the weapon."


"So basically, I have to kill a baby. That's basically what you are saying." Damien looked at Benevolentia with fear. That's Kindness?


"That would be one way to do it. However, you will need to extremely lucky. As they are very weak, they will almost never drop a gem.


Moving on, you should probably prioritize getting Avaritia, Luxuria, or Gula as your first object of emotion. As much as the rest of us want a house, those three are unique. All three need to take more than 1 soul gem. For every 5 sexual items you gain, you need to give Luxuria one soul gem to get stronger. For Gula, it is every 5 food item you gain, and for Avaritia, every item you give him, the need for soul gems increases exponentially." Benevolentia pointed at the three spirits she was talking about.


"Umm, ok, well that will have to wait won't it? I mean you haven't told me the easiest way to earn these crystals."


"Oh, about that, there is no easiest way. There is the one you were talking about, killing babies. This one depends on your luck.
There is also killing children or adults. For this one, you are guaranteed a soul gem, but it will almost never be completely pure or corrupt. This also depends on your luck.
Finally, there is completely annihilating souls. First, you need to be dead. Easy right? Well, then you need to completely remove a soul from the death reality. Doing this will cause the soul to reincarnate, with their memories intact. However, you will be marked by the reality, and be chased by every reaper it has. So choose wisely!" Benevolentia gave Damien a smile and waved.


"Why did you wav..! WAIT, WHY AM I BECOMING TRANSPARENT?!" Damien looked at his body, only to see it become more and more transparent.


"Master, you are waking up now, please think which of those three you will be giving the Scythe of Spirits to. I wish you a good day, Master, bye!"


------------------------------


"Master, are you okay?" Laura looked at Damien, whose body was covered in sweat.


"Yeah, I'm fine, I was just talking to the spirits."

"Oh, what were you guys talking about?"

"They want houses, as in named objects...God, I need to find 11 more named weapons. That's gonna take 50 chapters." (No, I will not give him all 11 weapons in 50 chapters, he has already gotten a good enough start.)


"Master, come on, there's something on the news." Laura started pulling Damien out of bed.

Laura then dragged Damien to his desk and pressed a button. The button brought up a floating TV, and on it was the breaking news.

=============
!!BREAKING NEWS!!
People are trapped in their VR sets!
Groups are reporting that some people are unable to be contacted after entering the game [Worlds Collide]. The only patterns we have figure out are that the people trapped have all been, at one point, in the top 5 of a popular MMORPG. There are some exceptions, but right now we need to figure out how to get them all out.
Just in case, you must refill the trapped people with a dose of nutrients every 2 days.
=============

"Jade wasn't that good at games..." Damien started sulking. He started feeling somewhat jealous, for whatever reason. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. "Laura, come on, I got to go outside really quick." Damien quickly changed into new clothes and ran downstairs. Laura, shaking her head, picked up the empty food plates and carefully walked down the stairs, before putting them on the counter, where a robot appeared and took the plates to go clean.

Laura them followed Damien outside. They got on to Damien's motorbike and Damien started driving. They first when to the store to buy nutrient bottles, then traveled back home to inject Jade with nutrients. They left the house after they finished and half an hour later, they arrived at a run-down building. 

"Master, are you here to train?"

"Yeah, I've never used a scythe before, so I want to try to see how it feels."

Damien focused on the ring and the Scythe of Spirits appeared in his hand. He started twirling it in the air, with the blade of the scythe spinning around him like a twister. He grabbed the scythe with both hands and started slicing at the air. He jumped into the air and flipped while dragging the scythe behind him. As he did a 360, he brought the scythe over his head and into the ground. 

"I am a farmer." Damien suddenly spoke out a cheesy one-liner. 

"What?" Laura cocked her head in confusion.

"I saw this in my last life, on Reddit." Damien started chuckling. (I was looking for techniques for scythes, and found it on Reddit.)

"It...sucks." 

Damien picked up the scythe out of the ground and tried to think of the things he read on Reddit. He started using the scythe in a leg sweeping motion, which was followed by a jab with the top of the scythe.
Damien continued practicing with the scythe for 4 hours before stopping. The sun has already started setting and Damien was covered in sweat. Laura, on the other hand, had fallen asleep.

"Come on, Laura, let's go home." Damien started shaking Laura awake.

"Mmm, Master, two more minutes." Laura turned around and fell back asleep.

"Sigh, fine. 2 more minutes." Damien sat down and started wiping off his sweat.

All of a sudden the building started rumbling, the walls started collapsing, and the ground started cracking. A xanadu colored crack appeared in the air and started growing. Damien felt his soul being pulled in as he lost consciousness.

We reached a reality crack.  Depending on your guys' choices, this book can go in many ways. The first crack is for the Scythe of Spirits. Gula or Avaritia. Who will it go to? Here a poll.
https://linkto.run/p/ZM4OG7N5

Ira(Wrath)-Male
Gula(Gluttony)-Male
Avaritia(Greed)-Male
Invidia(Envy)-Female
Acedia(Sloth)-Male
Luxuria(Lust)-Genderqueer(Depends on the ring's owner)
Superbia(Pride)-Male

Patientia(Patience)-Female
Temperantia(Temperance)-Female
Caritas(Charity)-Female
Benevolentia(Kindness)-Female
Industria(Diligence)-Male
Castitās(Chastity)-Genderqueer(Same gender as Luxuria)
Humilitas(Humility)-Male

So this was an absolute failure. Im gonna work on my imagination and hopefully write smth better. So uh, title gonna go bye bye. Pray that I stop being lazy.

The year was 2031. And while it would have been not unlike any other year, what made it remarkable was the Magic Lens market release. Although to be fair, it wasn't your normal release. The blueprints, documentation, and everything else for the breakthrough device appeared out of nowhere on Reddit on September 1, 2031, instantly spreading across the internet like wildfire.
Who posted the dump? Who created the device, one that hid smartphone-esque computing power and microLED image quality in what looked like plain contact lenses? Half a century later, that remains a mystery.
All we have is a screen name: Prophet.
Growth shot through the roof for the company manufacturing Magic Lenses. Software was supplied by a variety of developers, including some industry giants.
In just one year, the Magic Lens became as ubiquitous as smartphones. Many people got rid of their smartphones, in fact.
But it was then, on September 1, 2032, one year to the day after Prophet posted the lens blueprints to Reddit, that he struck again with a new piece of software for the Magic Lens.
It was open-source, available to everyone absolutely free of charge.
We all remember how quickly the entire world downloaded it.
But when they installed it…
At first, everyone thought it was a game.
It took two or three days of people having a blast destroying monsters, using magic, and beating dungeons to realize that it actually wasn't. It was reality.
It was reality revealed by the Magic Lens.
Some governments tried to ban the lenses and their software, but Prophet had taken care of that by making everything open-source and available online. It would have been easier to shut down the internet than to keep humanity from their magic.
That's when the research began.
Magic had always been around, it turned out. The problem was that with each generation, fewer and fewer humans were capable of seeing, feeling, and sensing it.
As a result, the magic that had once been an inherent part of everyday life was confined to legends and fairy tales. The mortal world and the magic world co-existed as two sides of the same coin, never interacting with each other. Humans, with very rare exceptions, were unable to spot the magic creatures. The latter kept their distance.
To be fair, the exceptions on the magic side were far more common. That explained why about ten million people around the world went missing every year, never to be heard from again.
The magic creatures, vampires and all the rest, needed food. Vampires require an absurd amount of blood just to stay alive, while werewolves… Well, they're in a category all to themselves.
The Magic Lens restored the gift of magic to humanity. Research showed that its ability to transform mysterious magic into ordinary numbers and figures was based on quantum uncertainty, hyperposition, string theory, ray gravity, and the distortion of time-space by speed, or the gravitational difference between two points. There's more, but the list gets even more incomprehensible from there.
In 2032, regardless, magic once again became a normal part of life on Earth again.
Humans suddenly discovered that the Ural, Himalayan, and Andean Mountains are inhabited by dwarves, the forests of Canada and Siberia by elves. Fish swim side by side with mermaids, nagas, kappas, and other magic creatures. And it isn't just birds soaring through the skies; there are also dragons, phoenixes, griffins, and even creatures whose names had long since disappeared from legends and fairy tales.
Ogres. Trolls. Wargs. Goblins. Orcs. Fairies. Giants. Cyclopes. Medusas. Centaurs. Cyclopes…did I mention them already? Regular old humans were suddenly in contact with all of them.
Remember Tony Stark's speech in one of those superhero movies? (How quaint they look today.) You know, the guy in the iron suit who started by fighting normal people before moving on to superhumans, aliens, and even gods? That trajectory, it turns out, extends much further than previously thought.
But magic advanced by leaps and bounds after 2032. Humans worked on it. Studied it. Believed in it. (At least, if the clerics and other zealots of the Word are right about everything on Earth being moved by Faith.)
In other words, magic didn't become just another part of life on New Earth. It worked its way deeply into every aspect of life, developing and transforming as it went. The age of digital technology was followed by the age of magic and technology integration.
They even found Atlantis.
Sure, it wasn't that hard. For thousands of years, the state of Atlantis had been thriving on a continent hidden from the mortal world under the water, with just its tip protruding above the waves for everyone as New Zealand.
It also turned out that the old non-magical technology we used to use had failed to grasp Earth's full size. The planet is almost half again as large as people used to think.
Scientists went back to the drawing board, poring over what they thought they knew to combine physical laws with the laws of magic and sorcery.
Just to take one example, no one yet knows why the larger Earth discovery didn't change the number of days in the year, the number of hours in the solar day, or even gravitational acceleration.
Fifty years later, in 2081, our stack of unsolved riddles still dwarfs the ones we've figured out the answers to.
But humans went on living.
They learned magic at schools of witchcraft and wizardry. They visited the lands of sapient magic creatures. They hunted non-sapient magic creatures. They explored dungeons. They loved. They betrayed. They gave birth. They died.
They fought wars, too.
Back in 2040, the First Magic War changed the global map and all but destroyed the planet. More on that later.
Reddit was successful in its mission to change the world. (For better or worse? Hard to say.)
Some are still adamantly set against the usage of Magic Lenses, rejecting all forms of magic. But they're few and capable of nothing more than scattered terrorist attacks.
We've already gone through two generations—and there's a third maturing—for whom magic is just as commonplace as the internet once was. (Of course, the internet is still around.)
Just don't be surprised if you come across an elf wearing sneakers and a baseball cap, drinking a Starbucks, and tapping away at a Mac laptop. Of course, you're still unlikely to come across one like that, be it in New York, Tokyo, London, or Moscow, unless you can get your hands on a pass for the city sector occupied by the magic races. That's your best shot.
The only place where you're sure to bump into someone from one of the magic races is Myers City, the capital of Atlantis deep in the Pacific Ocean. The birthplace of magic.
But how did magic come to be?
Who was the Prophet?
Why was the Magic Lens created?
Alex Doom, also known as Alexander Dumsky, had no idea.
And who is Alex Doom?
Good question.

Alexander Dumsky, or Alex Doom, was a dark wizard. At the age of seventeen, he was convicted of a litany of crimes so long that even the seasoned investigators, judges, and prosecutors involved in the case could only shudder.
Not a single attorney could be found to defend him in court.
But four years later, Alex was released from prison to become the Professor of Dark Magic. They'd thrown him into the deepest hole they could find, one built for the sole purpose of holding wizards, and then they let him back out again...
Why him? Why then?
Oh, you're not surprised to hear talk of wizardry? Well, then you probably know that the Magic Lens, which was invented in 2032, let humans see and use magic again.
Or do you know?
Glad to introduce you one more of my top series "Dark Wizard's case". The book is just started translating from Russian into English. Active publishing of the chapters will begin in March. Now you can add the book to your marks to get the new chapters on time.

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