Games. I've always loved them. Hearing about them, talking and thinking about them and most of all playing them. I always dreamed about the future and what it would be like. I dreamed about being able to put on a Virtual Reality Headset or lay in some kind of bed, transporting me into the world of my dreams and desires.
Think about it, sounds good doesn't it? Imagine hearing about a new game being published and the experience and the fun you would have. No need to have a high end computer or specific gaming equipment, which didn't really improve your playing experience, or similar stuff.
Instead, you would simply put your VR helmet on or lay into the machine and fully immerse into the game. You wouldn't control your character with only your hands but rather with your whole body. Every move your character would take, wouldn't be you clicking but you moving it with your own legs, arms and thoughts.
It wasn't only my dream but the dream of countless people on this world, and I knew - we all knew that it wasn't just a dream, no it was becoming reality. Looking at the technological advancement accomplished in the last years, especially the first VR Goggles was proof enough for us that we weren't just fantasizing about running through a beautiful landscape, fighting monsters, crafting gear all this would be possible in the future.
Karma, I believed in Karma. All my life I tried to be a good person, help people in need, avoid doing too many bad things. It seems that all this hard work was for naught, as I appear to have done something really bad in my past life, when I look at the current situation I am in.
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I really must've done something to deserve this. Currently I am laying on the side of the street with a group of people standing around me, some of them screaming and some just stare at me with shocked expressions, not being able to process what is happening.
In short, it looks like I'm dying. That's at least what I think is happening to me as I can't move my body or head, which is tilted to the right where I see blood and there is a lot of it.
Besides that I see a little girl sitting next no me. She seems to be around six to eight years old, wearing a white frilly dress, with almost golden blond hair and sky blue eyes. Her beautiful blue eyes were covered by tears and where already red from crying to much.
She was sitting in the pool of blood and her dress was already stained and as I felt that my time was coming to its end I tried to calm her down "hey...hey little princess.. be careful your..beautiful dress is..getting blood all o..ov..er it". It might have been a mistake to say that, as she started crying even more after hearing that so I didn't say anything more in fear of making the situation even worse than it already was.
Whilst I was saying that to her, sirens grew louder and louder until they got to a standstill not far from me. My vision started to dim more and more and the last thing I saw and heard, before I finally closed my eyes, was the girl sobbing and yelling "*Hic* pp..please d...don't leave me *Hic*".