Hi guys, feedback is much appreciated. I'm writing this as a oneshot, and if you guys like it then I'll continue it. I had an idea for this one and along with my other story I can keep chapters coming at least 1 every 2 weeks. So if you like comment below and tell me. Also tell me of mistakes so I can correct. Best of all enjoy!
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Hello, person. It’s nice that you are going to listen to my story today. The story that’s not about me being heroic, nor about me becoming a king. You may wonder, what sort of story will he tell us then? The answer is simple, it's about me becoming the ruler of the land. Ah, don’t get all jumpy yet. My sort of ruling isn’t the type you my think. In this land where I rule, many know me as the Demon King.
Please don’t compare me to those people who claim to have power than can destroy a country. Those people who have power, but yet they sit on a throne all day and do jack shit. Those people who claimed that I cannot join their type because I myself am human.
Those people are no more. They are gone; I killed them. People run, hide, and look the other way when they hear my name. My name is taboo among the other humans. But alas, let's not forget I cannot tell you everything now. In due time, everything about me will become clear. One thing to remember, I AM NO HERO.
Today though, I want to make certain things clear. My story takes place before anyone even knew me, and before I had the power I hold now. I don’t have my kingdom, nor am I the ruler. Those people who didn’t let me join them, sadly are alive. Even the other me, doesn’t know how powerful I am. If I knew what I knew now, the world would have shook. Earth and ‘Heaven’ would have split, and those ‘Gods’ would know my name.
Behold person, my story is just beginning!
Hi, Blue here. Yes Blue, not some nickname or codename, but blue as in…blue. You may wonder what I am doing right now. The answer is simple, i’m getting ready to test out a new game. Simple you may think? Nah, not at all. Hell even Virtual Reality doesn’t have anything on this.
Virtual Reality or VR for short, it’s something we’ve created hundreds of years ago. VR is a type of system that lets you transfer your consciousness over into another world. Those worlds differ depending on what type of game you are playing, and when you die you are automatically ejected out of the system. You can’t log back into the game for a whole day until the system cools down.
Seems cool right? Well, it would be, that is to say until today. Today is the launch of a new system called Jokers Box. Jokers Box is somewhat like VR, except you don’t send your consciousness over into the world. You send over your whole body. This is the ultimate experience for any gamer, or anyone who wants to redo their life.
The military developed it along with some top tier scientist to help the world become a ‘better’ place. They hope to give those people who are poor, homeless, or just less fortunate another chance at life.
Jokers Box isn’t just fun and games, if you cross over. There is no coming back. You may be sent into a world that's peaceful, or is in total chaos. Hence the name, Jokers Box. Even the government doesn’t know why it doesn’t send people to a peaceful world, I personally think they might have another goal in mind. You all know i’m right, the government never tells us anything that's 100% true. If zombie’s appear, they’ll disclaim it as humans being ‘sick’ and tell us to stay home. If another country is launching a nuclear bomb, they’ll try to keep us safe sure. But they won’t tell us that a nuclear bomb is 30 minutes away from landing on us.
Personally, Jokers Box is my get away. Sure, it's a completely random world you go to, but the bright side is you can redefine yourself anyway you see fit. Become a king, prince, duke, viscount or any kind of royalty you want. Try your luck at being a traveling merchant, or just work a farm. Anything and everything is now going to be possible with Jokers Box.
Fine, you caught me. I am poor and homeless. This is the sad case, but that's how the world works. I’m 21 years old, I guess. I stopped counting the years after I hit 18. My life was normal during that time. You know, dodging the bullies, running home after school and telling my mom that i’m fine. Trying not to cause anyone trouble and hide in the shadows.
But damnit, god has forsaken me. Me being 18 that year, I come home and my mom is on the floor passed out. I obviously called the hospital, turns out she was dead already. They said she was stressed out and overworked. It had to be because of me, now I had to drop out of school and find work to help pay the bills. But what can an 18 year old do, not graduating high school I couldn’t get anything past being a cashier at a general store. Did I mention that being a cashier is not a job that can pay all the bills? It got me by for the first 3 months, but after that I got evicted out of the house. After that I had no idea what to do, and went into a depression state. Hell, I even thought of killing myself one time, but I knew I had something I had to do in this world. My destiny was calling me, but that was total bullshit.
Well whatever, enough about me and the past. Anyways, I had a stroke of luck and the government decided to test this new ‘game’ out on some homeless people. I was one of the lucky ones if you may call it that. Big strong men came and dragged me out of the tunnel I was sleeping in one day. Only to tell me “Congratulations! You’ve been accepted to become our guinea pig for a new game. Don’t worry It won’t cost you anything, and you will have a chance to restart your life anew.”
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Me thinking of two different solutions. One, I could agree and happily go along with them. Two, I could decline and go back to living on the streets. I looked around the white room to find that there were many people with guns there. If I were to decline, i’m 85% sure they wouldn’t let me live. So choice number one won by a landslide.
They explained basically everything I just said, saying that Jokers Box was this and that. Even ensuring that it was perfectly safe, and that I was just the first of many people who were going to start anew. The first thing they did was run a few test on me to see if I was healthy. Do they expect a homeless guy to be healthy? My results were what I expected, but they disregarded it and are making me play anyways.
Next thing they did was toss me into a shower room. Guess they thought I haven’t taken a bath in years. Well, who can blame them, it’s not like it isn’t true. After getting myself all handsome’d up, I got injected with 5 different ‘medicines’. Got myself strapped to a chair that was inside of a pod. It looked like a porta potty to be honest, but I wasn’t going to tell them that. The only difference was instead of a toilet, there was a steel chair.
Forcing me to sit still, they closed the door. Blue, Red,and Purple lights went off. A green colored gas filled the pod and I felt myself being torn apart. This is basically inhumane, this is not a game. ‘Fresh Start’ my ass. More like you strap yourself down and die start. Do you want to play?
Feeling myself waking up, the first thing I notice was I am floating above the clouds. Yup, definitely freaking stuff, never would I have thought this is what another world would look like. Nah, just playin ya. Just like in VR, everyone starts here. They get their instructions from the AI and they get the basic rundown of how everything works.
This is weird, very weird. I get the strange feeling I’m falling. Looking down below me, this isn’t that strange anymore. I am definitely, 100% falling from the sky. The hell is this! Making me feel like I was going to die in that pod, only to come here and die by falling. Perfect, just fucking perfect.
Ah, a short new life lived well. I would like to thank all the people in the world for this wonderful experience. Thank you government for sending me to my death. Thank you god for giving me the terrific life I had. Thank you bullies for helping me overcome my fear of closed spaces. Lastly, I would like to thank all my gaming experience for helping me realize that I should have some skills.
Name:BlueAlignment:-Age:21Class:NoneRace:HumanGender:MaleFame:-Infamy:-Strength:9999/9999Agility:9999/9999Vitality:9999/9999Intelligence:9999/9999Wisdom:9999/9999Leadership:999/999Luck:999/999Attack:??Defense:??
Skills WindowFlying
Teleport
Chop
Kick
Flame Fist
Dark Revival
Ice Storm
Ice lance
Greater Creations
Road Runner
Thunder Kick
Twin stab
Shadow Step
Provoke
Mirage
Copy
Swift Cut
Heavy Chop
Bash
Hawk Eye
Night Vision
Deep breath
Flame breath
Perfect Memory
Hellfire
Absolute Zero
Dark Tribulation
Charm
Posion jab
Yin/Yang twister
Wipe
Flame Arrow
Ice Arrow
Explosion Shot
Triple Shot
Arrow Rain
Chantless Incantation
Opening my status window, I am pretty damn amazed to find out my stats.
Perfect, Just damn perfect! At Least this god if this world has one...hasn’t forsaken me. These godly stats and skills are just what I need to survive this fall. Using the skill