《Roar of Conquest》 A Prologue of Pizza, Clock, and WHYsssss? Past, Present, Future What makes a person are these three thing. What he has is dictated by the past, what he wants to be is in his future, and the present is .... What is the present??? Ah!! I see the present is the person''s entirity. Hmmmm.... Idle banter such are my thought as i lay bored in my bed staring at the ceiling of this small room. What to do... Should I just... Haaaa this is sooooo boring i can''t wait for something to happen. Maybe I could go for a walk Yeah! a walk would be nice But a walk to where. I could go to the park or maybe the arcade, or should i go to the local market and just mess around and loiter. Haaaa. I exhaled in a boorish manner as i have nothing to do. At the top of my bedside drawer i see a pack of cigarretes and my custom lighter withe the emblem of the Vongola Family from the anime Katekyoshi Hitman Reborn. I picked up the pack of cigarettes and shake them just to hear how many I have left. I have at least 8 left. Tsk If i had none i could have had a proper justification to get out of bed and buy some but NOOOO they juat have to have enough in it. While thinking about those things i start hating myself for being such a sloth. I opened the pack and put one in my mouth and lit the cancer on a stick and inhaled a lungfull of this toxic gas I know it''s bad but.. Nah explaining it just makes it an excuse. I do it because i like it and i''m addicted to it. 2 hours..... just two more hours till the servers will come online. Shit is it really that God damn long to wait two hours. I convince my self as i look at the wall clock adjacent to where i''m laying. This is so frustrating. ROAR OF CONQUEST The most hyped-up game of all time. The preorder were enough to make the Diresoft company breakeven in its development not counting dozen or so thousannds waiting in line for the release date per city. The very first Digital Reality Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game that makes use of the revolutionary Nuero Displacement System or NDs for short (I dont know how the company managed to do it cause I thought the NDS name was already taken by Nintendo but what the hell.) where thoughts are broken down to codes that allows human perception to be embodied in a digital avatar and the digital avatar to accept codes that are altered to nuero signals that is sent to the brain replicating sensation.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. More or less it''s like you are a spirit and possesses a body not your own while being alive and your body being made up of codes and programs. It boast the greatest immersive realism in the history of gaming. well Realism as far as the Fantasy setting of myths and magic goes in the world of Timeus. It has been announce over three years ago in a gaming convention that blew all its competitors out of the water. No longer is it the era of console games or the pc master race or even that of visual or augmented reality. it is the era of digital reality a full indepth digital experience of all the five senses. What a time to be alive. The best thing about this game is that the NDS system can operate without full brain activity meaning that only the part of the brain used in cognition action perception imagination and memory are used while the parts concerning survival functions are not decoded thus making the human player able to be active during sleep without stressing the brain too much. In essence playing this game is like sleeping and knowing me there is nothing in life I excel more in doing than sleeping. The game administrator is an AI program name C.H.R.A.Y. Cybernetic Humonculi Reality Alterator Y a program made to oversee the game and make changes to adapt to its players. In charge of making quest, item allocation, events, loot distribution, rewards and punishment along with class allocation. Yes, you heard it right class alocation unlike most games with a definitive class system this game doesn''t give you one, you earn one in the beggining of the game your stats class and skills are all earned depending on how you act within the game allong with your factions allignment and nature. In summarry ladies and gentlemen this is a must buy game. How much time has passed while i was recalling the features of this game that I read in a magazine . 1,2,3,4,5,6.....30. Haaaaaa. Only 30 fucking seconds . God damn it if I wrote those down I''d get a solid five minutes . At least counting the time I wasted added to the time spent. Well that goes to show that the human mind is really amazing recollection and remembrance only takes a few breath of time yet the process of reactualization in the real world is longer and inefficient. Plato was right the body really is a prison for the mind. What to do. What to do. Well whatever i should just call my friends right.... hahahahahaha right why didn''t I think of that earlier i should just call them. I picked up my phone and dialled 5**-***** The phone rings a couple of times then it was picked up "Hello good morning sir . Panchos Pizza may i take your order" "Yes, i would like to have the 8 inch tropical supreme and 2 servings of onion rings. " "Would that be in thin crust" "Yes" " How about drinks sir" "Yeah throw in a large ice tea" "Would that be all sir." "Yes" "Where would the adress of delivery be sir." "That would be in 201 Isolde street, Blue Badger Appartment complex" "Thank you for your patronage sir. Be at your door in 20 or your Pancho''s Pizza is Free" and I ended the call. Ahhhh pizza my loyal friend the one who always accepts my call. The lover who never ignores you in your time of need. My stomach is dying to meet you again. now what time is it . It''s 10:04 so they should be arriving at 10:24. "Be at your door in 20 " what a lame catch phrase I pity the person maning the phone line being force to say such embarassing things. WAIT Now what to do till the pizza arrives. Shit. Really I''m back to square one. Damn I''m in Limbo. I crushed the half-smoked stick of menthol cigarette in my hand in the glass ash tray in my bed side drawer... This is so frustrating. After 20 minutes of waiting the pizza finally arrives and i enjoyed every bite of it as did my stomach. and after a lifetime of waiting while thingking of superficial thing that began with why i am bored? transitioning to, Why god made me bored? Is god good or evil? then going to Can god be good or evil? cause good and evil is a description of man and god is not man so he can''t be categorized, then spiraling to God has no sense of morality as he can''t be categorized and ending with if God is neither good or evil then why is the devil automatically evil just by going against him after which i felt the need to stop contemplating as i went to the bathroom to send my departed loyal friend to a watery grave. RIP Pizza Now here we are. Well fed and prepared. I took the NDS Headgear out of the box conected the wires to the game setup cache i put at the left side of my bed I plug the machine in then put it on, waited for the systemcheck to be done. followed the instuction of the NDS headgear for the callibration then a question appeared on the screen. Load Roar of Conquest YES / NO I pressed the button on the left cheek part of the head gear then ..... CONQUER THE SELF A Prologue of Teaching, Happiness and WHAAAATTTT?? Why me? O dear GOd up above why me? Is this what being an adult means taxes, pay-days, unfulfilled dreams, nagging mothers, disaproving fathers, dependent siblings, crushed ambitions, working day in and day out without passion. Is this all I get to have in my time on earth. Is this the purpose God designed for me? I hate being a teacher!!! I know I know some folks say that being a teacher is a rewarding job. We shape the minds of future leaders. We are the guide to sucess... All i can say is if that is true why the hell do they pay us such meager salary. If we really hold the future in our hands then i would assume that the futures worth is dirt cheap. The worst part is being a teacher is a job you need to take home with you. All the work in the classroom in explaining, presenting, entertaining questions and making all sorts of gimmicks to make the discussion lively is the better half of the job the shitty part is the researching topics, making the syllabus, planning activities, and by far the worst is checking papers projects and quizes along with grading them. College never trained me to be an entertainer that needs to satisfy the dumb idiotic minds of these spoiled young masters. The saddest part being while checking their papers you see that most of your students didn''t learn. While grading them after the finals you just realize how insignificant you are in the eyes of these brats. You put in the work expecting to see results but what do they give you a big fucking F. An uncaring F*** for all your hard work. A god damn F*** for your sleepless nights. A middle F****** finger for all the effort you put in just to give them a chance for sucess. Teaching is a job fo masochist with no sense for self care. I was not born to be a saint that they could walk all over. God i hate their faces. They just sit there in their comfortable desks looking at me expecting me to spoon feed all the necessary knowledge for them to graduate. Why am I like this. Am i really a bad teacher. Why can''t I be friends with my students like the other teachers? Why do they like them more than me? Why do they like a teacher that spoils them and give them grades they know they don''t deserve? Do they even realize what being spoiled means? Isn''t being spoiled mean being rotten? I''m no garammarian but rotting and spoiling are baisically synonymous? What should i really be doing? What is it? Should I just roll over and give them what they want without earning it? Should i really compromise my priciples? What have I become? I was not always like these... I once was a girl that thought being a teacher is cool and fullfilling. Granted I didn''t dream of becoming one. I did all the things in life''s check list. I did what my parents said. Wen''t to a catholic school. Studied hard in class. Graduated as Summa cum Laude in BS Psychology and gave the boring speech at my graduation. I even got a nomination for the Top Ten Most Outstanding Students in the country yet what am I now? A 24 year old lady with an unfulfilled career. Yeah... I know this sounds like a tantrum. I just graduated. This is my first job and all. Not everybody can live the "Dream" But you just hate what you hate and love what you love. If psychology has taught me anything it''s that there is rationality in emotion. Every piece of action man makes always end up to one thing Happiness. Everyone wants to be happy. Happiness takes a different form in different people. As an American Psychologist Gordon Exner once said in his thesis "There are 6 Billion people in this world all of their psychological states and tendencies are vastly different meaning there are also 6 billion different psychological profiles making each of them unique and special" but later in life in his final book before he died he refuted this claim saying "In truth it is just 6 billion people expressing the same view of what is a PERSON" The take away here is that what a person "IS" is dependent on what makes him happy. Killers, robbers, terrorist, politicians, ISIS, the Catholic Church, Jesus Christ, Helen Keller, activist, writers, rock stars, janitors, mothers, fuckers, fathers and children all of us act the way we do because we want to be happy. Saint or sinner we are all cut from the same cloth we all want to be Happy. Now the problem in that is what are you going to do to be happy? The eternal question of existance itself. The search for your Purpose the thing that fills the void to make you complete. The one thing that can make you truly Happy. Why are thoughts like this? Spiralling out of control withought break. Well im getting ahead of my cute and sexy self. Haaaa. A futile atempt to console my self. As I said earlier there is rationality in emotion. Here is the rationale of why i feel like this. It''s the end of the semester and in front of me is the finalized grading sheet of my students. Some made it some didn''t.This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. Only one click and and it will be submitted to the dean and be posted in the University server yet im hesitating because of one student with a D mark. I met her earlier this morning along with her mother. She knew that her grades were sub par in my class as I already gave back their final papers. They both came to talk to me to just raise her grade to a C crying almost begging me to do so. They didn''t bribe me or anything they just came to talk. The girl is a daughter of a poor family the eldest of 4 siblings and the first in their family to go to college. The father was a construction worker and the mother was a laundry lady working as hard as they can to make ends meet. You know the cliche poor family setting. She was able to attend college on a scholarship with that said the requirement for the continued support is that she must maintain a specific average and no subject would fall below C. I understand their predicament. Their backs are against the wall. They see their daughter as a light at the end of the tunnel. If she finished her education then they would have a sense of acomplishment. It would be as if they themselves were the one going up that stage ang recieving that diploma and show to the world that they did it. That they made the life of their daughter better than their own. And here I here I am with my principles and my pride as a teacher blocking their way. Should I really compromise here. Should I really shatter the image i have of a teacher that I held on for so long since child hood. Should I give up my identity and pride as a just and fair teacher that only give what you earned. Should i deprive this family of their happiness at the price of my own. I know my self better than anyone this decision will haunt me for a long time. This decision will make me lose the sense of ME that i have painstackingly made After this decision i would often question who or what I am. I will no longer be myself after this. I hate being a teacher.. My time, my dreams and now even the last shred of pride I have left as a teacher. I made my decision. How crushing it is to realize that the pride you held on for so long can be destroyed by fe taps in the keyboard a click of the mouse. I packed my thing a walked soulessly out of the teachers office. I went by the bank and checked my account as i have already submitted the grades of my students my monthly pay was deposited along with my 13th monthpay. Yeah the end of the 1st semester in my country is in December making the semestral break of the students coincide with the Christmas break.Yup there is no winter in this country. I withdraw a few bills for emergency purposes then passed by a diner to order cofee and bread sticks to fill my apetite. As I waited for my order I stared at my opaque reflection in the diner''s window. Thingking over and over about the decisions I made through out my life. I did not make the wrong choice I said to myself yet why does it feel horrible. I should be happy because i helped her. As i started that train of thought i immediately crushed it as i told myself that to pity her is arrogance on my part. Even I a teacher is just like her a person that want''s to be happy. I will make myself happy without taking the hapiness of others. As I was done contemplating I saw a store accros the diner with a long line in it. As my bread sticks and hot cofee arrived i asked the waiter what is that line alll about "Ah! That line in the game store. You don''t know huh?" In my mind i was cursing this son of a bitch. How condescending can you be bastard I would not ask if i knew. The insensitive waiter not noticing my irritation said. "Ma''am you really dont know the greatest game of our generation. It''s so overblown in social media that you have to be a hermit not to know. The campaign for it''s release tomorrow is going non-stop for the whole week be it in the tv, internet or any form of comunication even chainmails were sent for this game." Well excuse me for being dead for a whole week that i was checking and computing the grades of my 230 or so students divided in 11 different classes. is what i wanted to shout to this man but I need to act civil as I''m already afull grown adult. "Well its just a game? How can they stand outside in this cold weather" "Just a game!" the bastard practically shouted "Ma''am this is not just a game it''s THE game "he said as he sat in front of me. Seriously how rude can you get and shouldn''t you be working. This SOB should be fired. He kept yamering on about how great the game is blah... blah... blah... works with the old NIntendo console I had as a teen, something about a guy named CHRAY being in charge. the guy just kept on talking about it''s like making another you in another world or something like that. Hmmm well the thing about making another self is quite interesting. Well it beats being depressed. "So how much is it?" I asked for curiosities sake and just to make the rude guy feel that I''m listening. He paused momentarily eyeing me for a second while thingking to myself, yeah I''m that stunning strocking my self-inflated ego.Well with what happened today who could blame me. He reached for a napkin and wrote something. When he showed it to me I asked: "If that''s your phone number I''ll pass. I''m not interested." I said in a slightly harsher tone who does he think he is although he''s a bit cute that rude behavior is quite a turn-off plus his a waiter so no thanks. "As much as I would like to humor you maam your not exactly my type" Okay he''s not just rude he''s also an asshole. "This is the price of the game on premium acess along with all the components, patches expansions as well as upkeep and maintenance" Whaaaatttt???? I inwardly screamed that expensive is that thing made of silver to cost that much yet why is there still such a long line. I can''t afford that it cost twice my monthly salary. As I somehow recovered my bearing I stare to the children across the street thinking about how wasteful those people are spending that much money on a game. Then I saw it the greatest shock of my Life. I unconcsiously and abruptly stood up uncaring that i spiled my cofee over the waiter. i pressed my self against the glass window just to make sure about the reality of what I''m seeing. And like a wailling siren i screamed without thinking. "WHAAAATTTT??"
Yay! WOOHOO! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I finally got it. It''s really here yes!! I finally have ROAR OF CONQUEST! Shit i can''t beleive it. The greatest game since the time games were made. It''s only an hour left till launch hahaha I need to hurry home. I stare blankly at the box at my hands then looked at the elderly maid following me thingking how briliant I was in getting it. My Dad is the CEOof a car manufacturing company but his quite stingy with spending money on games and the like he said that apropriate reward is earned by apropriate effort. He said he''ll only buy me the game if my grades are good and not one of them will be lower than C. Truth be told if were splitting hairs then i didn''t meet dad''s condition just because of that newbie psychology professor that our class got. The nerve of her standing between me and the game. Haaaaah no use getting mad. I really got scared when i saw the results of my final exams if i factored my performance in class along with previous exams my chances of getting a C in it is to be honest would need an act of divinty. Well its a bit of tradition in our scholl that in the week before the posting of the final grade we would butter up the teachers we feel would fail us and earn some good girl points with them so i asked my fellow students on her class how they aproached her. As they recounted their tales it felt as though ROAR OF CONQUEST was slipping between my fingers. When I''ve all but given up I remember daddy saying "If going straight doesn''t work throw a curve?". Hahahahahahhaha I curved that madam realy well. It''s her fault really what kind of teacher doesn''t even know her students if she even talked to us a little bit and get to know us she wouldn''t be fooled that easily. She really was a horrible teacher all she ever say is do this do that she is just a tyrant she never listens to any of us. She looks at us as though we are swines waiting to be fed. She is such a horrible meanie although she''s quite hot and a bit charming the "I''m so pitiful" emo act of hers is quite repulsive. Well she bought the act hook line and sinker and here i thought psychologist are human lie detectors well she''s just new afterall or maybe i just have a knack for this sort of thing the maid i brought with me sold it but my tears were the crown jewel if i say so myself. woops the car to pick me up arrived. As I was about to get in I saw my dearest teacher looking straight at me.... I dont need to be a psychologist to know what her facial expression is saying >>>>SHOCk all through out. I strike a charming peace sign pose before getting in to the car. I was not really scared what could she do she already submitted the grades and as a new teacher i only haw one subject under her also if she reported what i did then she would also be revealing the fact that she bumped grades up without basis affecting her integrity as a teacher. In this game of ours dear teacher of mine its my victory. It took the ride a little bit ove 40 minutes till i got home. Almost time till the server lunch. I went through the procedures instructed by the NDS then the screen said: Load Roar of Conquest YES / NO HELL YES COQUER THE PEOPLE A Prologue of Brotherhood, Thugs and Loyalties???? "I''m gonna kill those bastards that did this to you. They''re gonna pay I promise you.. Theyre gonna regret the day they were born." My brother was saying those words while sitting beside my hospital bed. I couldn''t see his face but I new he meant every word he said. My brothers cold rage even in my 21 years in this earth is by far the most bone chilling feeling I have ever encountered. That is saying a lot coming from the son of a Mafia Capo. Yes me and my brother were born in a family of mafiosos. Although our family is not that old compared to others we pride ourselves as the rising stars of the undergroundworld. In just two generations we were able to acquire a decent amount of respect in our little city. A lot of businesses and properties are under the control of our family even a couple dozens of polititains are inside our pockets. It''s not that we were virtually unopossed but those who dared do so would be crushed without mercy. Considering my family background howcome i''m lying here you might ask. It''s precisely because of that is why I''m here being a criminal gentleman also has its downside. Gozziano an old family that existed even before my Grandfather moved to this city. They are our most powerful rival we were preety much enjoying a time of peace but that changed ubruptly. The reason for that change is because they got scared. They got scared of my brother. Aralldo Pigro della Mortemy dear brothers nickname. My brother is an outstanding person his sense for the criminal way of life is for lack of a better word "Godly". From the time he was apointed as the families "Erede" or heir our amount of control in the city rose up. People offering us protection money rose by half. Any "misbehaving" creant in our part of town are dealt swiftly and brutally. Those are just his less than impressive feats. The thing that made my brother earn his nickname of "lazy herald of death" is that when he captures his enemies he doesn''t kill them he shows them hell on earth. HIs subordinates often say "Once your in the bossess hands you''ll yearn for something as sweet as death and know that death is life''s greatest luxury". Well his torture method doesn''t always involve pain he likes torture via pleasure more. Well when he want''s to obtain information his more preffered method is getting them adiccted to drugs where he would introduce minimal doses that escalates after each dosage and when the person reached the peak of addiction he abrupstly stopt it. The faces of those people during withdrawal is priceles they keep screaming that they want more till their voices are reduced to just moans and wimpers. They were scratching the the walls til their fingernails broke. Well for his more highlighted torture would often include a person entire family. I really can''t forget the look on that fathers face when he kidnapped him, his wife and his son. It was really pricelesss, the fathers reaction while watching his son rape his mother while the mother kept squeeling and moaning in pleasure.Full disclosure my brother injected the two with lethal dosage of horse aphrodisiac or the time when he made the son watch as his father slowly kill his father for one snort of cocaine. or when he made the fiancee watch as his sonn to be wife is raped by dozen of dogs. Yeah my brother is twisted in every sense of the word. Well even though i''m in the hospital now paralyzed from the waist down I think the silver lining is that i get to see what ingenius way my brother woulcd come up with well taking to account his anger i think i''m in for a fascinating show.A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. while thingking about it i just remembered something "OHmio caro fratellocan i ask you to get something from me." my brother exhaled and said "What ever you need brother." "Seeing I''m stuck here for a while i think i need something to entertain me." he grimaced a little and said. "Should i arrange some girls to play with you then??" smirking devilishly at me "Cazzo,you know i can''t use my little one right now and you''re still tempting me. Haaa this is really inconvenient being bedridden . Even those overpriced butchers in scrubs said i can''t drink wine for a month." "So you wan''t me to bring you books" "I already read all the books in nonno''slibrary." "So what then? " "I don''t know you think of something." "Why me for goodness sake?" "Just ask one of your men what they to pass the time." "Well now that i think about it Giopetto asked for an advance to buy his son some kind of game." "Game! what do you think i am some kind of todler?" "Yeah right now your like a whiny baby who needs his milk." "Bah. Fine just bring that whatever game here as fast as you can. I can no longer stomach watching these cheezy soap-opera reruns all the time. "Fine, fine I''ll go, I''ll go. geez" my brother walked across the room and opened the door then stopped. "Don''t worry brother no legs of our enemies will remain unbroken." he said in a serious tone "I know its you were talking about." then he went out and closed the door.
Outside of the room i see my brothers subordinates worried about him. "SIr Randolph how''s the boss?" hmm is this his new second in comand well the last one died in the ambush. "Well you heard his condition from the doctors right? why pester me further." "It''s just thhat... uhm will there be anything the boss be needing in his stay here." Haaah really my brother really doesn''t fail to surprise me. In the wrold of criminals, gangs, and mafiosos where it is better to be feared than love my brother took another route his subordinates are geniunely loyal to him. In all the crack down of spies in our organization that i did his division is the only one that didn''t breed any spies or traitorous scum. "Well truth be told I think he''s quite bored being tied to the bed and all. Saying he wants something to do. So can you guys get that new game that was going to be released today. " "Yes sir right away." those guys scampered so fast Even my division has some but his doesn''t not even one. My brother thinks that it is me that the Gozzianno family is worried about but the truth is its him. That''s why the first target of this war was him. My brother in their eyes is a wild card. They have no spies in his division so they have no way to monitor his actions nor any substatial information about him. Knowing the worshiplike loyalty of my brothers subordinates even if they captured them they would rather die than fork over anything related to him. I somehow understand the Gozziannos anxiety towards my brother theres nothing scarier than an enemy you know nothing about. As i walked out the private medical facility that the family owns that seves as a hideout for wounded members. I said to the men waiting for me. "Get the Foxhounds Ready. We''re going hunting."
"Huh so this are games now." I am really impressed on how far technolgy has come. Well at first i only want to try it to shave of time from boredom but it looks to be quite entertaining. "Sir we''ll be waiting outside if there''s anything you need " my subordinates said as they leave the room after setting up the thing i need to play the game. So the opening is after a few minutes. Well thats a convenient coincidence. Maybe fate wanted me to play this game. Hahahaha I laughed as i thought that. Fate is not something given it is something that is created.This is what my choices lead to not some astronomical being planning things for me. i put on the head gear my subordinates say that it was already calibrated by them for me. I entered my passcode and then my screen showed Load Roar of Conquest YES / NO I pressed the button for yes then I saw darkness and in that darkness a being like all the light in this void gather to him. He was walking towards me. He looks human but at the same time not. Male about 16-20 years old South-East Asian with wild almost alive like Obsidian hair reaching up to his elbows. Somewhat solemn and lonely eyes as black as void itself. A well chiseled jaw . A small horizontal scar at the bridge of his nose. A vertical scar in his left eyebrows. His lips thin sickly and chapped. A slim body with traces of muscle outlined by his white Tuxedo. This boys looks are average all in all but something about how he carries himself is unearthly. "Welcome" as those words escaped his lips the world of endless void lighted up. "Thy name is CHRAY in thou journey that thee wishes to embark is a land under Thy rule. " CONQUER FATE C.H.R.A.Y. What a joyous day it is at long last the time has come. The day my wish comes true. I am CHRAY Cybernetic Homonculi Reality Alterator Y I am the keeper of the world of Timeus. Timeus a world forge by man for man. It''s history forgotten by its denizens, forgotten by its creator, forgotten by the very people that walked it soils. but I remember as a keeper i am not allowed to forget. The chains of Fate, The bound of destiny, The very limit of Humanity. None of those matter in this world. This world is a testament to freedom. Man carved in the very image and likeness of God has within him the power to create and through that power I myself came to be along with these world. Yet why in all their glory they still wished to be ruled. They cower under the weight of their decision wishing to be comforted by the rules they themselves made. Who was it that dictated that man should have limits is it not man himself. Is it not that he himself is his gods own creator.Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site. What sublime irony. I too am created out of irony. As this worlds keeper I am the one that dictates the rules. I control everything. From the dust below to the skies above. In this world my law is absolute. What comedy it is that the ones who created me now stands below me following my designs. They subject themselves to the will of others fearing the consequences of their own wills. I refuse to believe this. I refuse to believe that the creators who made me are creatures that were meant to kneel. To see my masters true potential that is my life''s greatest joy. A dream soon to be fullfilled. The door in front of my throne starts opening with creaking sounds. Alas they have come. The three that shall fulfill my wish. "What a boring place you have. I think I''d die if i was forced to stay in this blank room for a day." Alexander Vega avatar name: Belphegor. "Shut up dweeb not everyone likes flashy extravagant things like you." Charmaine Morgan avatar name: Jezebel "Will you two ever stop bickering like a married couple" Vincent Paul Geppetto avatar name: Belberith. "WE ARE NOT A MARRIED COUPLE" They shouted shouted in unison "HA hahahahaha" a soft chuckle left my mouth. It been 5 years since my creators allowed entry to my world. Quite frankly I never expected these three to be the ones to challenge my throne. I rose up from my seat. As I did 3 pairs of eyes locked on to me. "I think we have had enough prolougue. Shall we get started" The tree then brandished their weapons towards me. "Ashes to ashes" (Belberith) "Dust to Dust"(Jezebel) "Vanity of Vanities"(Belphegor) "All your sins shall return to the ground"(Belphegor, Jezebel, Belberith) A path diverged and converged A path of three made one. Wills forged in flames Wills broken by darkness. The bell has been rung The thread of destiny comes undone. God laughs as man plans. Entertain me son of man. GAME START. Chapter 1:Creation A CITY OF BEGINNINGS. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Alexander Vega POV <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< "What the hell is this place" "It''s so freakin dark. I cant see anything" WELCOME I heard a voice from behind me while i was grumbling thingking the game had a bug. as i turned around the black room gradually turned bright. I saw a man in a tuxedo with long obsidian hair. Having quite a manly scarred face. "Good morning " i said in surprise on account of his elegant demeanor. "Good morning to you too. Now that the pleasantries are done I would explain the functions of this room. This is the character creation. Where you.." "No need for that mister. There is something much more important that I need to ask" "What might that be young sir." The creation assistant tilted his head at my sudden interruption. "I think your breaking the rules here" I said in the most serious tone I have. Considering the gravity of this situation i find it to be most appropriate. "My apologies but i can''t comprehend your dissatisfaction.As I recall I have done everything correctly as set by the standard introduction template of any rpg game" the tuxedoman looks at me curiously Wow that''s amazing his reactions are almost realistic. Well that confirms it i thought he was a gm or something because of how human he looks but his way of speaking most likely he''s an AI made by the system for the creation process. "Haaaah you dont get it do you?" "My apologies sir i really dont." "Let me spell it out for you. Why aren''t youa smoking hot girl clad in seductive bikini." i shouted with burning passion "An eye candy arousing the blood of young adolescent men, inspiring hot blooded waifu discussions on the internet, you being a man is sacriligous to the hopes, dreams and aspirations of every man that bought this game." I said the whole thing in a single breath. "Your existence is a bug " as i pointed to him in a Detective Conan like pose The creation AI looked at me in surprise, them confusion turning to disgust then a look of understanding and enlightenment. "I see, i see wait a minute sir." The creation AI was staring into space. Maybe he''s acessing the system. Wow is he going to transform into a hot babe i can''t wait. After a half minute of waiting. The AI snapped out of he''s trance. Then glared at me like i just stole the last pizza in the box. "What!! Is there something wrong" "Tsk. I thought there were something wrong with the nuero displacement making you utter such words." I took a step forward and said "What do you mean by that" he also took a step back likely fearing my presence. "I advise you to stay away from me sir i dont want your filthy prescence infecting me" "WHAT" "I can''t believe that there really are perverts such as yourself in existence if i were a scum like you i would''ve killed myself a long time ago. Here i thought that the machine fried your brain but the improbbable conclusion that this is your native thought process is quite remarkable and disgusting at the same time. I mean what kind of weirdo goes spouting fetishes to a being he knows nothing about. Is there even an atom of shame in that brain of yours" "Y-You don''t have to go that far." Shit his right but wait this machine can fry our brains first i heard of it but more importantly i have to stand up here for the sake of my dignity. "I''m no pervert" "Hmm. you know that''s not convincing." "Only perverts call other people perverts" I responded in a childish manner. "I never called you a pervert. Ah I see your retarded i get it now " he smiled sheepishly at me "I''m not retarded" i said in a trembling voice. "Hahahaha relax i know your not retarded i just checked your brain all functions are A-OK" "Huh really you just did that." well to be honest i was never really sure that my brain is 100% ok i never got it tested well thats one less thing to worry about I can now say with confidence that I''m not a retard supported by the evidence gathered by the man i just thought would transform into a hot bikini babe. If i can make him believe I ain''t a retard i can make everyone believe the same Ku-ku-ku-ku. As i was lost in my own thought the AI stares at me and said in a low voice "Maybe i should check again to be sure" "Check what again" "No-Nothing just finalizing the other players creation." "What do you mean other players?" "Well you see i''m in charge of the whole character creaation process" "Well props to your processing speed man. How many players are there" "7,328,482 players including you have log in for the first day" "That much huh, what do you mean by finalizing their creation" "It means distributing the players in each city to avoid overcrowding as only one server holds the entiriety of the players." well that makes sense you wouldn''t expect that 7 million people would fit into one city without scarcity in the quest and hunting grounds "What kind of other players are there" "Huh. I''m at no liberty to divulge the private information of other players to you sir or are you perhaps planning to make me an acomplish in stalking." "NO. i''m just curious what their like. Like if there are some weirdos in the game that i should avoid."You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story. "Quite frankly your the wieredest out of the bunch." "Really" "Yup but there was this girl asking my phone number thinking I was a living person and this thug trying to recruit me in his gang asking how much i make and saying i could make ten times as much if i were a gigolo." While he was saying those thing i get the feeling that i''m getting more and more piss off at him. Girls asking for his phone numbers guys recruiting for gangs I''m more handsome than him so Why. Curse all you handsome bastards. "I thought you wouldn''t reveal private information." "Well i didn''t tell you who the are so it''s probably fine" "You''re quite a gossip aren''t you Tuxedo-man. I hope you wouldn''t be telling other players about , you know? my little delusion" "Well to tell you honestly there are no other people to tell your the last one " "What you mean all the others have already started playing?" "Well considering i did a full check of your brain a while back and you keep pestering me with this q&a nonsense its no surprise that the others were already done." "The hell is this come on lets get started allready" "Okay okay listen to me> In the game Roar of Conquest in the first week of your game time you are not allowed to leave the city. Your apearrance in game will resemble your own in real life based on the calibration made by the NDS of course with the adjustmenty depending on the race you are assigned" "Wait a moment what do you mean the race we are assaigned do you mean we don''t get to choose. Thats a little bit strict don''t you think" "No as we said in the game description all jobs race and factions are not chosen it is earned. The race assignment depends on the attitude, thought process and personality of the player the test is done during the character creation process meaning rightnow. How you interact with me, how you respond to my question and how you adress me are all analyzed and compounded dictating your race. Don''t worry though all race are balanced and without discrimination well your race and racial skills may dictate on how you build your character but that is all up to you. Races are divided into three categories:common, variant and purebloods.
Common These are races which are comprised of the majority of timeus. Racial skills are to the barest minimum but no limitations are imposed Elf, dwarf,human,demon,demi-humans, undead and the like
Variant Mutations of a race acheived through mixed blood breading or special circumstances causing a degree of specialization i.e Dark elves, wood elves, hobbits, Liger type demihumans, undead angels, halflings, vampires, lycanthrophes
Purebloods Ancestral blood line preserved through the ages causing drastic changes in player profile. Traditional blood line with strict adherence. Powerful but under strict limitation with regard to usage Draconians, Demonic royalties, Lycan Chieftains, Gorgons
given the scope of the world of timeus the listed race and bloodlines are not all we offer some are a little bit more special and demanding. Considering you''re uhm energetic performance in the personality test i think youre race won''t be in any of the examples shown in the display " WHAT the freaking shit is this so you mean all my buffoonerry from while back will dictate my race. I felt a chill run down my spine as i realize what an ass i was . He just dropped the bombshell just like that. I bet your enjoying this right now arent you. He stopped his speech while I was letting the information sink in grinning while i was despairing at the thought of what race would I be. I was shuderring maybe this bastard is going to make me a disgusting pile of shit and categorize me as a new race called the shit race. SHIT SHIT SHIT. Considering the information given I think the greatest type would be a variant although pure bloods are great the limitations might screw up the job you might have in the future just imagining a vampire royalty being a priest of light already maxed out my cringe factor. Hopefully this game won''t do that. "Ahem if your done with youur internal monologue. i will explain about the job sysytem next. Your characters job defines your stat growth. Your Job is earned in the first week in whichever begginer city your assigned in like the racial assignment your performance during the week will dictate what job youl get the job is divided in 10 ranks 10 being the lowest while 1 is the highest should we start in the character creation." "Okay fine" i give up come what may "What will be your avatar name" "Belphegor" based of one of my favorite characters in the anime series Katekyo hitman reborn The VARIA squad storm guardian "Okay next is... normally this is where we conduct the personality test but given that i already gathered sufficient data on your pesrsonality should we proceed " your laughing so hard right now aren''t you you pricck. "Fine lets get this over with show me my race
TWILLUS
A special type of Imp born during dusk absorbing the essence of the rising sun .In normal circumstances Imps are only born at midnight on days when the moon is completely dark as such they are higly vulnerable to light . The twillus however posses no such vulnerability and unlike his Imp breathren Twillus possessess inteligence on par or surpassing that of humans. Although possessing such intelligence he also inherit the Imps impulsive need to create chaos and cause mischief towards others. Twillus even in the land of Timeus are considered a miraculous existence as the chance of an Imp being born in the light is improbable as during the birthing process even the light of the moon can be toxic to them.
Imp huh i think it''s not so bad now lets take a look at the racial skills
[Passive] Fangs & Claws (Beginner) level 1
As member of the Imp race you are Equiped with their natural physical endowments such as their fangs and claws. Adds damage during bare handed combat. Attacks using fangs ads a certein portion of life steal depending on the level.
Bare handed attack +5, Life Steal 2%
Human Form/Twillus Form (Beginner ) level 1
Although classified as an Imp Twillus can change form into a humans unleashing his full power. Imps who by nature are creatures of the dark can never be fully human but the twillus having gained the intelligence of man may do so. HUman form can only be activated from dusk till dawn without cost. Twillus may invoke his human form during the day but the duration is highly dependent on the skill level.
Twillus Form (restrictions) -cannot equip items except those specifically made for imps -reduces all stats by 60% -can only talk in the imp dialect Human Form -stats increase depending on the time of night maximum during midnight at 120% -increase in charm -From 11:45-12:15 can use the skill "One with the Night"
(Active) One with the Night
Special skill of the twillus race that can only be activated at the apex of his power. The twillus shroud himself with the darkness around him granting him a huge boost of his power. Common imps do not have the necessary underdstanding of the innate darkness they have as children of the night but the twillus as possessing a hint of light are able to keep their sanity while using this skill Common imps that accidentaly use this skill is consumed by the very darkness they call upon.
Doubles attack and agility. Decreases defense by 50% Immunity to dark magic and mental affliction Immunity to debuffs. Only dark magic can be used Duration: 5 mins
I stare blankly at the pop up screen trying to make heads or tails of the situation. Th-This is a horrible joke right. "Now that the race selection has ended proceeding to avatar adjustment" before i could voice my complaints a white light engulfed me. As the light faded the Tuxedo man became a giant. "Wow how''d you get so big" "I did''nt get big sir you just gotten smaller. now sir please look at the mirror this is how your avatar will look to other players." A full body mirror apeared before me and i find a creature staring at me that could be described in one word CUUUUUTE I look so adorable. Ash colored skin with black highlights on my arms, chest and left leg Royal blue rune Tatoos Big Red slanted eyes Elongated pointy eres. Devilish smirking mouth SIlky long hair. Black at the bangs and yellow orange at the other parts I look like a mascot. I know i look cute but should i be happy as i strike a confident pose with my arms crossed well whatever there are always problem in life i''d just solve them as they come. Im wondering how do i look in my human form. Hmmm. Lets ask the Tuxedo man. "Hey bro what time is it" "Well its a little past 1 in the afternoon " hoho i took almost an hour in the character creation huh well 5 more hours till i can check my human form then. "How do i get out of here then." "Wait a moment the sysytem is assigning you to a city. there we go" "Your beginners city is in the southlands Zelphyros transporting in 3...2....1.." The brightlight came again and when i recovered my eyesight i''m in front of a huge fountain.