COI C131
“It’s been less than a few hours after completing the contract. We’ve seen the example while distracting everyone from the test servers. There is no solution if all of us, hackers or Enders, to do their own activities without end. No one can fully control the internet, what lies inside will forever be there. Removed or Misplaced, everything is inside the internet. The capabilities are invaluable, the meaning of updates to improve security had brought them to the same fate as them. The protocols we have are now becoming useless as the copied version of theirs treated like a wolf in sheep clothing. Trojan bastards, it will never stop”
The users were not thought of few people from Enders Bridge already advancing their servers when they reached to the Isekai City’s webpage. Like they already prepared once at least one account breached here. Wanting to know more how they do it, the awkward silence of himself keeps going as the others are supervising and planning for the war to start.
“I am just glad I’m not going to go 24/7 just to wait for them to hack our servers, multiple times”
“We barely know how to make computer viruses through coding. They already setting in to attack us”
“Thankfully, we know how to protect against it. Keep updating the cybersecurity and we can hold for a while”
One of them sighs “Then it means we will lose lot of data and resources over it. I’m glad they are reasonable enough to know nobody will lose on this. It is just a waste of time to do maintenance work”
“To them, they already learn how to fight and defend in the internet. If they are truly going to invade the servers. What is the point to hold something massive without any it’s uses?”
“Heh, sounds like you know a thing or two about cybersecurity”
“I don’t but, a foreigner wants the tech but no knowledge about our formats and language or bilinear and other code words as well. I can say, they are focus on it first”
Meanwhile from the Dexter Guild’s side, everything had already been decrypted. Numbers, words, and codes are already being revealed before them, they should be able to get control any dead websites with their fast searches. Then again, they still have their weakness. One of the members is out from the internet looking at the screen for the records.
“A handful of us can’t maintain the territory we gained. We can make ourselves to do guerilla tactics and take aim to spread the overload from within. Until the honorary contract stops us doing so”
Brushing away the agreement, the basics are rather complicated. The ‘my house, my rule’ is the simple description someone one owning that site. The neutral part is hard to simplify the rules there. The race to get to the administration is the rights of conquering the website, and both sides are going to get it. Follow the old rules of the website will not make it easy for them to get there, the only hope to get it is to fight and find it. The Dexter Guild doesn’t have the numbers or the maintenance they have to hold it. The best tactics they could do now is to be that administrator and closed it. When the hackers will eventually access it, they will be surprised how they are prepared.
The map shows where their few numbers are in different locations, the starts were the gaming servers, and the path that links to other websites will slow them down for surveying. There are some already getting through the enemies’ websites. Still neutral, but magically able to took control of it. The map before shows it was neutral, and now it is under control. The Dexter Guild member is calling out from their location.
“This website has history of past activities before coming this world. Even us will able to access it, it has no use of it besides updating a conversation. It’s like a journal but smaller. There are these strange icons that other users using it by clicking. A shared journal website, also most users using it”
Inside this website, there is something they didn’t send to the dark web base. No proof just yet, either the names are legit or special names for this site. So many unique accounts through the long list of chats after chats. This is not even the good place to take control, the wall of texts piece by piece, and they want to leave. However, the people who are here now are willing to get a hold of it. Reluctance of its worthless messaging networks, and only answer they could assume is that this is their entertainment.
“Are we going through here just to see why these people wanted here?”
“The conversation here is filled with multiple information, coming from their original world. Unique texts posted here in a large quantity. We will not find the right information, but this is the section to plan our battle here”
“The battle start will be tomorrow and . . .”
They turn and see the Fuku adventures found them in a single click. The website has a very sensitive interaction to every post, notification to whom are active to this site and posts with accurate time. They are here to defend a popular social media website.
Not even bother to open themselves for a fight. The Fuku adventurers warned them “Don’t you dare try to take this place. We are not going to hold back if you try”
The Dexter Guild watches them pulling out their weapons, all are not from their real world’s weapons, and all they have are what they should’ve expect. The weapons are for removing the users from this site. Making the fight into a video game as tools they have are consist of harmful attacks against the opposing users, either is ban or blockage to access this website.
The users’ utilities are based on removing the threats like them away from their websites. Tracking, searching, and displaced any users who are not their own. The Dexter Guild have already have record the activities they have done against them. The only way to get through the defenses now is to access the enemies’ accounts manually like digitally and physically attempt to go through their avatar and take itself apart. To get through the core of its system and forced it out from the website, for now. But if this place is fully administered by them, permanent.
The Fuku adventurers don’t want to fight, but forced to if the Dexter Guild controls it. They have their own personal reason to keep it to themselves. The Enders readied their weapons, and respond their motives
“We won’t, until your side access it. There is nothing to gain here anyway. You people think that this is important, then don’t show it in our side of the map. Once we saw it, then this warning will be a threat to you”
Both sides didn’t leave, the two kept their truce until tomorrow. The look in both eyes with different intention. The Fuku adventurers tapping each other’s shoulders as they sigh. The Enders understands the expression of reluctancy. Without a doubt, this is going to be a fight.
The website is transforming already as the trapped is opened. The Enders quickly breaks the trap as the protocol forced the trapped into statis. The Fuku adventurers hesitated as the stasis stretched and spread into the walls of posts. It starting to corrupt and one of them waves themselves to stop. The Enders hold
“Already breaking the rules, this is why we have that contract signed. Turning this website into a battleground will be ultimately lost all clear data and being rumbled around with codes shifted in the wrong place. Like a house remodeled randomly where the doors at the roof and the windows at the floors. I’m sure you will help us ruin this website for good”
They have, and the one who wanted to stop already shout it out. The traps they made are not from them, but the others who are hiding. They cannot believe that the traps they place are now showing errors. Weird visual bugs causing the site to break. Hearing about the hackers fighting against them, they have improved and this one made an unpredictable move. This place is ruined, and they call themselves in voice to cease the unnecessary fighting. The one who stop the fight answered
“We warned you first”
“Who threatens who? This is place will be destroyed either we fight or not. Because we are fighting in your world, and we think that there is no value here”
They never thought that these people can say something like this. It is the same thing goes in most situations. Causing a fight where is the big disadvantage for the people involved here, when it starts, who will take a lost? The troublemakers had done so much damage and thought to be careful of. The Enders are acting like delinquents for a moment. The Enders did nothing to shame over this. Desperate time calls for desperate measures, the fight starts tomorrow and they will abide there and today is not the time.
They broke the fight and be on their way, one of the Fuku adventurers shout it out at them “Tomorrow, when the war begins? I’ll be sure to attack you guys with the rest of the community here. We are serious about this site, and what you said before will make you regret it. DO YOU HEAR ME!”
The Enders heard them too loud but clear. One of them sees the person is already in enraged and expected to break at any moment. With their secret utilities on hand, they can now see the value of this site. This social medium has garnered some unstable individuals.
Night comes, Miss finally removes her disguised as her double is now using her identity to go through social media. She stretches her body since that morning bizarre change of events, she goes to the gym secretly built for the defectors, and her friends are already undressing to take their showers. One of them reaches out to her
“How’s your first introverted life? I hope it won’t ruin your daily schedule”
“You know Flashes asked me to go with him. To see what is like to be in the internet. I’m going say it is like the same old dungeons but with modern settings”
After their wash, they wore their sportswear to go into the gym. They go to portal to portal until they reach their destination, but this was a bit different this time. They entered a gym for both men and women. There were gyms for segregated genders, but this one is different. Her friends want to meet their colleagues’ real faces again. The defectors see one another to their true selves. Miss already sensing a familiar aura, or what she claims that feeling. It was C down with another guy. It is not Flashes. How did the boy is able to get inside the gym that is only allowed for the defectors?
Her friends shake her up “Oh Ho, is our girl is finally looking for a man?”
“Oh my god, was it those two?”
“Yeah, I think she is . . . Wait a minute, who is that young boy over there?”
“A young boy? I don’t think you, she’s right. Hey . . .”
“Stop! I know that kid, but wow, this is the first time I could’ve see the real him”
“Real him?! Does he had a double, a non-defector to have a double?”
“What does his double look like?”
“Just a skinny man, that close to middle aged. I can only guess he must be heavily stressed out from work. From Fuku City standards, he must be a salaryman”
“Now you want me to know how did those two met. But I don’t want to be that kid’s life as a defector”
They moved on to the exercise equipment and begin their workout. Meanwhile C down is having chat while raising some weights. The man said to him “I know you are worried, but non-defector like you able to join us is something to be prove of. You also know to keep a secret from your double. Remember this kid, we have a special RAP to identify a fellow defector. You don’t have one since it requires a higher need of points or requirements to obtain it. I just want to bring you hear to be cautious since you might accidentally find our actual doubles without knowing”
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“Yeah, thanks for the warning. It was Flashes who setting me up for the quests. I am always with him when I needed money”
“Ah yes, the doubles’ names. Let’s just workout with the others and train yourself with those martial arts of yours. From what you said to me before, let’s see how you can handle with us. I won’t be there tomorrow. I have some high ranked quests with the collaboration with city guild”
C down saves him from the dark web. The robot had some strange actions but admittedly effective performance to its talkative behavior. They become friends after that and see his actual faces as a sign of trust.
The man sees the other men as he nods them. The defectors were being troubled by seeing a non-defector, but one of them they know about the man named C down. Past friends or enemies, those guys felt a bit guilt before they left the city. Remained silent of that action, and the man can only show his expression to them. The eyes that they have secretly agreed to come back here. Knowing so well, that they start saying it out of their infuriating memory. As they work
“If something happened to him, and leads to that jackass gone. Ignore it, there is something left to be deserved”
The next day, C down and Miss are the only people present for going into the main servers. A message from Flashes who is going on a special mission with the collaboration with the city guild. It is about going through the ruins to survey what changes happened inside, as the second month of the third moon cycle is coming and there will be more monsters returning and the dusts piling up the returning monsters. Both of them weren’t too happy to hear that. Their planner is preoccupied leaving their guidance to one of the users.
The user provides them the common activities active in the social media platforms. Miss wasn’t too happy to go there. “That’s what your companions are going to now. If you don’t know, they fucked up each other in their first interaction with the enemy, yesterday”
“Ma’am, I don’t want to know your reasons. Going into other sites blinded will be difficult for you without having a proper survey, while the social media website had already been fully screened, test, and even protected by harmful threats. If you still don’t want to go fighting instead looking for . . .”
“Wait! You can now fight there?”
“It is safe to fight there, and many people are already in a struggle where they first take the administration”
She knows that website, fully controversial with suspicion, automation of reports, and quick responses. C down is always ready as he watches her trying to think. She can only grit her teeth from her home as there is no consequences for her existence to be threaten except her brain cells.
“C, are you sure you want to go there? Have you ever read the twits?”
“I have one, just to read my favorite idols. I just ignore the comment sections from her haters”
“Haters! So, you are one of those on the moment reading their posts, right? Ugh! Can you at least change your appearance? That look of yours look like you are her stalker fan”
To ease his worries, she changes appearance into an anime character. More like she is a random public character showing guidelines, and with that, he changes what he wanted to be. Through the settings and switch something else, it is just a chibi like warrior from a random drawing from the internet. She feels relief
“I guess getting an avatar from the internet at random really sure make out of our convenience”
“You said to change my appearance”
“I know, thank you”
The two entered the social media website. The platform changed into a public gathering, the color scheme remained the same and the damn bird in sky blue color as the monument of this place. A futuristic change for people who go inside the internet, compared to be on screen scrolling down for comments are becoming something ridiculous to her own eyes. C sees the extravagant and said to her
“Will this place turned to ruin if the enemies capture it?”
“Read the contract, they won’t be changing everything unless the administration is under their control”
A random person logging in into the site, a defeated adventurer enters as they see her. “You! We need your help”
She rushes towards her as Miss uses her skills to block her, the woman stops moving as Miss’s personal space formed. This is not the magic what Miss expect, she sees the UI matching the background from this site. Understanding under a few second that it plays like what the website supposed to do. Miss unblocked her, and the woman said
“Oh, thank god. I thought I could not reach you after you blocked me. Shriek*”
“We are still new here. I am a smart girl, and I ask first. Are my magic matches only what features inside the website?”
The two faces with a report icon, C never seen those two acting seriously with a report tag between them. This moment shows a dire moment, Miss wasn’t taken it seriously except for her, this is something she is being careful. The woman stutteringly replied
“Ah-AH, C-c-o-ould you please not pointing that icon at me? You will actually permanently separate me from your thread. I am going to ask for help since I have rights for administration”
“Why would you tell me about it?”
“It’s because when you have it, it will reveal your actual account”
Miss presses forward and grabs her both shoulders then whispered to her ears “Don’t you dare”
“We are defectors here. Do you understand why we need it?”
She pushes the woman away and said to C “We have things we don’t know about. Hey! If you want our help, then bring him directly where the fight is. (Turning back to C) Here take this, this is what Flashes send it into me in his files. It will help me navigate where you are and able to contact you when you are in the bind with the abilities implemented into the internet. I hope you have downloaded some skills that fits your ‘playstyle’”
The woman watches Miss comes back to her side, the look of her character’s eyes looking cartoony as she can’t take it seriously. However, the texts hovering over her is truly the same strong mage who can go against runes. Miss stays with her cartoony character said to her.
“What other sites will reveal our true selves?”
“The most obvious I think is the government websites, I am assured that the one making the websites as of now are all from Fuku City. They already made programs to anyone who wished to enter the site with permission to go in, while our accounts that provided by the users as premium version just to be safe”
Miss wasn’t even pleased nor understood, she just plays along including the phrase she said earlier to C about ‘playstyle’. This new term she learned just to make easy for her to know about the rules of this war. They are at the center of the operation, where there are no other people left except hiding in the private mode. They see her as they look at their twits. Miss sees the post that is already spread with the title called ‘BADASS CHICK INCOMING’. The number of people interact with it has few likes with the same amount to the rest of the response.
All of them reached to her but she backs them off, without saying a word. She opens up the program given by Flashes and now can see C’s point of view. They already starting fighting as the rest of their companions were being heavily dramatized by the spectacular visuals she had never seen before. The Dexter Guild had able to make this war into a fun game. The women behind her want to explain their situation.
“You can see, we were not expected to be this kind of fight. They brought every entertainment media as their arsenals and we are overwhelmed, and . . .”
They hear something munching, Miss didn’t say anything but crunch sounds from her mouth. In their moment of struggle as the fight goes in this social media website, the most intense moment for them as she eats really noisily. Back home, Miss is wearing her VR. The situation is dire, but the screen caught her off guard. The match gives a nice show for her to watch, and she can’t hold herself treating it like a spectacular show. She says to them
“How deep are they reaching here?”
“Not close enough, but they obliterate so much of our groups that we are going to be in trouble once the fight is over”
“Yeah, this is Dexter Guild, they will eventually find the way to get here once it is over”
“Munch* Hmm”
The fight spreads through the site, as the numbers of Dexters are few but their clever tech in the digital space have proven to be disruptive in their fight. The Fuku adventurers know the game, as they mastered it with visual disturbance. Their utility is impressive as they are depended on resources, the Fuku adventurers didn’t expect to their abilities become their resources. The particle effects were no useless visuals to their hitboxes, rather another interaction when they fight.
One of them face to face with them, only weapon it has only bracers both legs and arms. The appearance can be recognized as a shaolin monk mix with the fighter from the rebellion. The mask hidden bizarrely with a basket on its head. A humanoid like being, they already keep distance from it and used their range attacks after their first encounter. The basket head is what they called it, while the others have their own problems. The focus they need is to stop its cheesy tactics.
C appears where they are and the basket head and rushes forward to it. The first kick flies, and it blocks with his kick. The combo persists as he tries to duck down and slides back. The basket head backs away and places a shield dome. Range attacks nearly reached it but the dome slowed the projectiles before reaching it. The downside is that the basket head slows down with it, once the projectiles get in. The same moment where the teleport is animating, through the number of ticks in motion as it is able to escape where the projectiles are in a finger distance away.
The Fuku adventurers are scattering again, then move around until they spotted it again. C sees the chat box is opening up and the voice chat is being connected.
“It escaped! Basket head had escaped”
“When will the others reconnect? We need to instant kill it before it explodes”
“Aah! What a waste of opportunity when that guy showed up, that chibi fighter skin was good enough to distract it”
“Hey! I can hear you”
“You already know it. We’re going to respawn anyway”
“We apologized. Our enemies are too well prepared. They have overpowered abilities that we never think of. They are using cc against our attacks. This is going to be harder than we have ever imagined”
The basket head appeared on one of them, and the man easily retaliates. With his shotgun just to pushed it back then he flashes to another place, he runs as the humanoid chases him.
“He found me, he . . . shit . . .! bzzt”
One of them is down, the administrator shows it to her. “You see that! This is the threat we are having trouble with. To some difficult circumstances, the basket head uses the features of this website as a weapon. Miss calls out to C.
“C, do you still have the user’s hacking tools?”
“Yeah, we supposed to use it to delete the virus”
“That’s the one, and it also ignores special protocols too. Use it and ignore the rules of this website”
She turns to them “Did anybody of you able to use the hacking tools given by the users?”
“Guilt* Yeah, and they took it”
“What?”
“At first we are able to push them off the platform, until one certain mistake happened here”
“I don’t want to hear it, just provide him so that he will not get ban”
The Dexters hacked the notification from the administration, they succeeded by baiting one of the administrators. They made a video to attract their attention creating a chain link version. It will trigger in both sequences, play the video and when it ends it will trigger a protocol to be exempted from the banning process. Those usernames registered they are using had special emojis in it.
Because of that, the system can’t identify the emojis, giving them the error to revert back to normal. The emoji they brought are coded not knowing if it is a picture or a scan code key. These four Dexters continue to run rampage throughout this site. The basket head, had taken another victim with a survivor next to it. The Fuku adventure used his skills to release a barrage of artillery on his location, all appeared through the retwits of himself over and over. The post of a picture of his artillery shots and blasted it to oblivion. Basket head throws an item at him and pulled towards it. It grabs him as it being pulverized. It disappears as he left scuff free.
Their numbers are dwindling fast, as he forced to use that ability to just stall time. He knew it will come back, and something put on him surely do something about it. The man looks at the horizon of twits, there he could see someone is free. Sends a twit, but he wasn’t the person he followed. He calls out through the user’s utility.
“Hey! I am infected, I can’t stay long”
“What?!”
“Fuck! Alright, I need someone to stall when it comes back. Can you stall a bit more time, Agh!”
The item put on to him is loading up, the basket head is returning. His avatar is getting corrupted and sees that the one he calling out is rushing towards him.
Without saying a word, as his avatar is converted into basket head. The moment he could stall now is giving it a debuff. Basket head appeared notifying its location, other free Fuku adventurers take advantage of their fallen companion and fire at the location. Basket head uses another dome shield as it slowly reaching it, it teleported away yet again, but the notification shows its location. The man who is talking too has the information. Chibi fighter looking character, he chases it.
The battle is trickling down in numbers, the returning Fuku adventurers were still not here yet. Basket head has nowhere to go to efficiently taken them down in groups. Its charges are now becoming a waste as the amounts of attacks won’t be enough resources to recreate the items it used. C reaches it and gives the first attack, the basket head pushing itself away as the damage didn’t stun its focus. Looks around as its eyes focusing on the people who are coming here. C continues the assault causing its protected avatar’s body to break and opens the system inside with its account.
C sees the sensitive file inside the avatar as he pierces through his hand inside of it. It’s face looking at him with the basket, nothing to interact except for the hitboxes clicks in every sound. He immediately used his utility, then the basket head triggered its defenses. The two paused as his UI shows to him the unpause icon. He reaches out to it through his mind but stops for a moment. The two stood there, absolutely doing nothing but posing themselves in this moment. Basket head’s body being punched through its body, while C pulls something out from its insides.
The slight paused might giving the basket head an opportunity to counteract the moves. C is nervous while basket head is waiting for him to click it. Miss and the other administrators watching them paused for a moment as they saw basket head is losing. They said,
“What is he waiting for? He has the advantage”
“He is in paused mode. Our groups can’t enter their zone. The analysis says it in private mode too, we can’t see what that guy pulled out from it”
Miss sees their backgrounds, all the posts are floating and gathering around them. It is clearly a lost, but observing would be enough to see how it managed to fight against them impressively.
C’s eyes learn too well for this is going to happen. The utilities given to him to see the output, that breaking through the files inside of the avatar had reveal a piece of its items in hand. There is a bomb inside of it, an auto self-destruct when this avatar will be defeated. Not knowing of its purpose to destroy itself, the data shows that it will delete itself. But in the internet, nothing can be removed. Basket head unpaused itself and exploded in front of him. Both of them are gone from the website.
C sees on his VR headset with the logout screen. There is a timer to when to return back to the internet. C removes it and back in the real world. Inside the private room where the man he helped gives him a place to use to go into the internet. The Dexter Guild had shown something they need to prepare, and that first fight he had. It’s like a hacker is trying to interact their personal electronic devices. With the timer as proof, they seem to not play along to the users’ equipment.