I will sometimes include other people POV, especially under 'special' circumstances ;)
Smurf POV:
I am smurf, a legendary figure in the history of virtual reality! And following behind me are 4 almost as heroic figures as me, my personal party.
The great me, smurf, tank. The great him, klain, warrior. The great her, winera, priest. The great sir, zwarg, archer. The great lady, gera, mage.
Today we take on a dungeon that has been infected by evil. To be precise our enemy consists of soul-less wolfs.
By defeating them we do not only do good to humanity, but also help these poor creatures escape there cursed fate.
“here we are”
'identify'
Dungeon: hungry wolf, Difficulty: F, spawn rate: fast, spawn groups: 1-10
So this is the hungry wolf dungeon.
“This is our first F-rank dungeon. This isn't like a puny G-rank, make sure to stay in formation”
“Look who is talking like he owns our party”
“eh? I am the leader so of course I have to give detailed instructions”
“He also doesn't understand a joke”
“when it comes to sarcasm he is as dense as you in certain areas”
“what do you want to say with that that?!”
“nothing”
“would be better if you really say nothing”
“why?”
“and stop whispering!”
“ok”
looks like the great him and the great her are at it again... only the great me can stop them at such a time.
“ok, you two, lets all be friends again. I don't like it when you fight. This is already the 10 th time today”
“...”
“did he seriously count to 10?”
“i know right, I am quite shocked as well”
“who knew he could count more than 3, our little smurf is growing up”
see? They are already best friends again, hugging each other and crying, only the great me could perform such a miracle, but to me this much is nothing, after all I am a legendary hero!
Sometimes in our older games people would question us. They would say that we are a weird group and how we get along so well. To them I would only answer: 'The great us!' and they would instantly stop answering and run away, only to tell our tale in the furthest corner of the world.
Before we started CoM, we already played other VR games together, no even before that we were already a party for many years, creating legend after legend.
'the great 5 who run faster than a dragon' we were the only ones who ever ran from a dragon and made it back to city alive.
“do you remember how we once ran from a dragon?”
“oh, that... in 'GODS', dragons were only as strong as slimes in other games, but smurf got scared and ran away”
'the great 5 to destroy the devil' one of my favorites, there was an epic fight, some kind of world-event where the alliance of darkness fought the alliance of light. I waited for the right moment, and the devil who had his guard down was killed by me.
“or that one time we were assigned as personal guards of the devil and smurf ruined everything?”
“...he never understood that we were on the side of darkness...”
Good old times indeed. However these times have past and what is in the past should stay in the past. Oh, that reminds me of the time we released some poor old fellow from the prison of time, I still wonder why that didn't become a legend. We started a new age after all. Hmm... what was that called again, 'eon of despair'?
Anyway, it is time to start a new legend, a heroic tale forged by our noble actions.
Well, I guess fighting low level wolfs doesn't account to much, but it is the will that counts. The will to cleans this world of all evil!
Now that I think about it why are wolfs evil again? Ah, right, they give exp.
So we begin our hunt, not for glory, neither fame is what we seek. It is a simple and true reason, exp is our goal. Our souls thirst for it. Any gamer knows this feeling, when your avatar rises in level and you hear this familiar 'ding' sound you feel great, almost unstoppable.
And these wolf are the source of exp, the origin of our joy and reason.
As long as we fight them 5v1 it is easy, but since we only have one tank and one other close-combat fighter it get difficult when we fight bigger groups, but luckily these wolfs are dumb as shit and almost always attack me.
However, not long after we started with this we can hear sounds of fighting from further into the dungeon. Probably another party like us. Though I thought we were the highest level people around here.
So we decide to check out just exactly who is ahead of use.
To our surprise there is not a group of player like we thought, but a lone skeleton fighting a wolf.
Good thing we still have some popcorn left from our last party, so we can fully enjoy this scene before us.
A humanoid skeleton against a hungry wolf. What a show.
The skeleton just randomly throws punches against the wolf without aim, even my granny would be called grandmaster compared to it.
and the wolf bites at the bones of the skeleton, but they are quite sturdy, only after some time do a few break, but to our astonishment they repair again. Since when do undead have such a cheat like ability?
Thanks to the infinite stamina and recovery ability of the skeleton the fight ends with a dead wolf and a few more blood strains on the not so white bones.
And just after the conclusion of this show, a crimson blur speeds in our direction and I barely manage to bring my shield in front to block the incoming skeleton.
“everyone get ready, this is a worthy opponent”
While I block with my shield the other already surround our foe.
Since we have been a party for many years our teamwork doesn't really require me to give orders.
Most of the things I say are just to make me feel good, for being the leader of a legendary team.
I activate my tank skills to make sure the aggro stays on me and the others can dish out damage without a worry.
Actually aggro is a strange thing in this game, because it works on some mobs and doesn't on others, but it should work on a low level undead.
And just as I activate my skill the skeleton, who was already attacking my shield like a madman becomes even fiercer and I barely hold onto my only defense between me and my enemy.
Now it is even grabbing my shield.
“that thing is mine! Do you know how much that cost me, I won't give it to you!” I really like my shield collection.
How can a fragile skeleton have so much power behind its punches? It keeps attacking me in a frenzy and leaves me no room to breath.
At this rate my stamina will run out before we can kill that damn thing, after all it is repairing its bones at a crazy rate and neither flames nor sword are fast enough in destroying them.
…
Shit, my stamina is getting really low, I probably can't hold on for much longer.
Just as I think that I receive a heavy smash against my already damaged shield and topple backwards, landing on my butt.
The skeleton follows me and climbs onto my shield that I hold above me.
Is this thing dumb, it could just attack my other party members and without a priest to heal me or our dps it would have a much easier time, but instead chooses to go after me again?
Now it even jumps on top of me. Dang the durability on my shield is practically gone.
Does this skeleton have any personal grudges against shields?
But before my shield completely breaks I hear bones in my body break, the weight of the shield combined with a jumping skeleton seem to have done the trick. Good thing I only play at 10% pain, otherwise a tank like me would go insane in an instance.
Well I guess this is it for today. gn8
Radi POV:
just a few minutes ago I was floating trough the sky like a butterfly, but now I am underground.
Darkness. The kind of darkness you would only find at a moonless night inside the wilderness.
That is all is see, for the last 5 minutes I only saw pitch black around me, while I fly trough the hill. turns out something like earth isn't much of a hindrance to a ghost.
Suddenly, without any warning whatsoever there is a strong pull from below and my hearts skips a beat. Ah, I don't have one right now...
but seriously what is going on? Just a moment ago I was leisurely wandering around and now something is drawing me close.
This is what love at first sight has to be, an entity gets drawn in by something, but it cannot possibly understand why, at that moment however, it doesn't matter what happens, you just let that feeling of passion take over and go with the flow.
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So I decide to not panic and welcome that witch is about to happen, whether it may be the demons of hell or the angels of heaven, whatever is awaiting me at the depths of the abyss, I shalt not falter, after all this is just a game, bwahahaha.
Maybe it would be good to end up in some kind of dead-end place where I can never again hope to see the light of dawn, a place so distant that in a thousand years there would be no hope to escape.
In such a place I could just ignore my original intention to stick with one char and create a second without regret, then I could also choose a different race the helf...
hmm, ok. it's decided, gimme doom!
Oh, I already came to a halt? Shouldn't have been more than 100 meter... not deep enough for certain doom... I don't like this. I would have preferred a less anticlimactic final destination.
After all the surroundings haven't changed from pitch black yet and I just randomly stopped in the middle of nowhere...
Nowhere. I always wondered what kind of place would be worthy of having such a grand title.
A place without a connection to the outside world, a place where there is no time nor space, a place that would be devoid of anything but itself, simply space without a single entity. Somewhere with the properties of No. in other words a place that is the definition of boringness itself.
… so I guess I am not actually nowhere, but merely somewhere unknown!
Good to know, otherwise I would have quit immediately.
But what am I talking about again, sometimes there are a bunch of random thoughts in my head that neither make sense nor fulfill any kind of purpose, but then again having useful thoughts 24/7 is more difficult than one would expect.
So, where was I? Right, in the middle of nowhere. Ah, wait, I mean somewhere.
Actually while I am at it let me tell you a thing, just between you and me: don't think!
And I mean what I think... no, for real. Humans think too much, sometimes it is better to just not think instead of thinking a bunch of nonsense that just leads to war and stupid stuff, so lets just take a minute here and stop our brain, just forget anything around you and stop thinking, just read the nonsense on your screen and listen to the voice of your heart, which I still don't have, but that joke is already old so I better not make that every other minute or people would suspect my sanity. With is in fact the correct assumption. As I see it I am an idiot, after all I am a human and just like humans have two eyes, ears and a mouth, they are idiots. And the first one to tell me that he is blind and reading this will find himself on the moon to reflect upon his stupid remark!
…
and another hours has past in this camber of death. The world created by a god of misfortune has turned against me and is confining me in an underground prison, which if I may say so has only one porpoise, to break its inhabits mind and create an army of mindless undead that will terrorize the world.
But that is actually a good thing, since the outside world is filled with a bunch of morons that live there peaceful live in ignorance of the evil in this world. The nobles and rich with there endless parties where they drink till they fall stupid or the king that eats his citizens food while the wild beast eats these citizens as there food.
That is why I, as part of the army of the dead will rise my sword to the sky and rebel against the injustice that plagues the lands, by eradicating this world. I will plug the roots of this misery and kill any sentient being that blocks my path. Oh, god of destruction, demon of the underworld, show me the path I have to take in order to free this world of its suppressors. I shall follow your guidance and eradicate the light, only a world where the light is gone, a world where darkness triumph, only then will I find peace and only then will I stop my revenge. When I encounter an obstacle I will kill it, if I can't kill it I will destroy it, if I can't destroy it I will demolish it, if I can't demolish it I will eliminate it, if I can't eliminate it I will obliterate it and if I can't obliterate it, then I will sacrifice myself to cleans it.
Begone, light that I hate and detest, light that is the origin of my reason and existence, light that I will make disappear. Until I die there wont be a moment in witch you can rest, there wont be a moment without fear, for I will hunt you forever without a moments pause.
Now let this game begin, this game of life and death, this game of destruction and annihilation. You shall be honored, for you are the first light amongst many that I will fight. Let this body of white be my tool and be a sign for this new era.
Light is born from darkness and to darkness it has to return. I am the envoy of darkness who leads all light to fulfill its porpoise, for I will turn the light back to its original form. The creation of light was a mistake by the god of creation who longed for happiness. In his foolishness he tainted the darkness and bliss would follow.
But rejoice not, for I am here to bring an end to all good things and recreate the time where darkness reigned supreme.
...
Setting priority of light to negative.
Spotting light.
Impossible to determine species.
Closest target at 3, more at 10 and a big group at 12.
Charging instinctively towards the closest one at 12.
Using my hand to form a fist.
Smashing downwards at the indistinct figure that shines with a weak light.
Impossible to determine damage.
Light still shines.
Have to eliminate light.
Light moves around, trying to dodge.
Die!
Continuing to smash at light.
Light comes closer.
Hand broken.
Light fighting back.
Have to kill light.
Regrowing hand.
Nothing can stop me.
Light gets weaker.
Darkness takes over.
Moving on to next target.
Cant stop.
Have to keep moving.
Difficult to regrow hand.
Takes a long time.
Don't have time.
Have to kill light.
…
I can feel it, the future. It is mine to shape.
By fighting this wolf like sphere of light, I can forge my destiny.
That is why I have to kill you.
A creature made of light. Many more to go.
A new type of light has appeared.
Humanoid in front, a small group of 5.
Doesn't matter whether its a group or singles.
Attacking strongest light first.
Feels like smashing into a wall.
Go down!
You cannot stop me.
Other lights surround me.
They have the same height as me.
I hate the light. I hate them. I have to kill them.
Light is like hope, such a thing cannot be allowed to exist.
Have to hit harder.
They are destroying my bones.
I have to regrow bones faster.
The light in front of me is getting brighter.
Begone!
This damn annoying wall in front of the light is in my way.
Have to destroy any obstacle.
I ram into the wall again and again.
I take hold of the wall.
Wall only moves a few inches back and forth.
The lights are slowly getting dimmer.
There attacks are getting less frequent.
The wall is still in my way.
I jump at it with all my power.
The wall finally fell!
Light is still behind the wall.
I continue to smash against the wall.
Light is below wall.
I jump up and kick the wall.
I trample on top of the wall.
Light goes out.
4 to go.
They run away.
I am faster than them.
Catching up to closest.
No wall in front of this light.
Smashing straight trough the light.
Light goes out.
3 to go.
Next one is not far away.
Light goes out.
2 to go.
Other run in different directions.
One runs into a group of other lights.
A bright light show starts.
Light goes out.
1 to go.
I chase the other light.
Light goes out.
0 to go.
Al bright lights gone.
Only weak wolfs left.
Have to destroy them all. Spare no one.
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A/N:
it is not without reason that I like death note and code geass. Villain mc ftw! Well, not really...