Chapter Two

Special Request

"Pardon?" Wilson's frowned at his forty six years old secretary, Mrs. Maricel Salazar. She had been his secretary for more than a month after he got himself promoted.

Oddly to say, most employers prefer to have a young and beautiful secretary but it seems like, it doesn't apply that standard to Wilson. It only matters on how his secretary adequate with in comes to her/his work.

“Your appointment with Mr. Lee has been cancelled.” She said in a firm voice while following him behind, heading to his office.

“Oh...okay” An 'O' form from his lips. “Do I still have a meeting left?”

“No, that's the last one for today.”

A heavy silent hung between them. The secretary's waiting for a violent reaction, this was not the first time, which Mr. Lee cancelled the meeting, these were actually the fourth time and hopefully there won’t be a fifth time.

To her surprised, she saw him grumbling a few words that didn't reach her ears, then a split second, he smiled and looks happy. She had been working here as his secretary for a couple of months, but she find it weird whenever Wilson's smile of something like this.

Inwardly, Wilson was smiling at the thought he got a lot of free time, which mean he could finally try to play the Word of Savage.

Yesterday, upon hearing the news about the latest game console of Immortality Corp., sleeping-game capsule, in which you can play the virtual game while asleep, didn't waste time and order the SGC in the internet.

The service didn't disappointed him, this morning before he gone work, the thing he ordered yesterday had finally arrive and because Wilson's a type of person who always prioritize his work, he let the staff of the building took care of the service crew who had busy themselves from assembling the SGC and intalling the game.

“Good.” He muttered.

“Good...?” The old woman look confused.

“Uh...nothing.” Amidst their way, Wilson halts for a split second upon noticing the three old men exited from the office, walking towards the elevator. They didn't even noticed that Wilson's behind them and heard of their conversation.

“If you asked me, I would say he has a long way to go to get that position. Unfortunately, the president didn't see that, because it's his son. Of course, he would always do him a favor.” One of them said. He recognizes that certain person in the center. Mr. Paul Chua, head of the accounting department. He was aware that this person doesn't like him so much.

“Right. Your son's suitable for that position.”

“Oh enough with him, let's talk about the WOS, since we have one hour lunch break. Why don't we play WOS after our lunch?”

Displeased upon hearing it, he clenches his fist, stopping himself from punching him right on the face. But stopping himself from to do so for the sake of the image.

“Sir?” Mrs. Maricel's face shows concern.

“Don't mind me.” He said.

~*~

After Wilson park his car in the parking lot at the back of the condominium building. He strode his way inside the 30 storey building, and stopped when the receptionist greeted him with warm smile. His face became stiffened and made his expression stoic. He always reacted like this whenever girls talk, and also caused other people to misinterpret his action.

“Good Afternoon, Mr. Ponteverde. You're early today.”

“Don't have a work to do, sort of.” He reluctantly answered her. He then took his leave, going back to his penthouse.

Later, now that Wilson's home, he abruptly toss his brief case into the sofa, and loosen up his necktie, then he went to his room to change casual clothes.

After he changed his clothes, he made his way to the other room where the capsule was placed, near at the glass window, noticing the whole room was clean.

Aling Rosetta must have cleaned the place. He was refering to an old woman who assign to clean his house. She usually comes here twice a week to clean his house.

(Note: In my country, 'Aling' is a title of familial respect used before the name of a woman who's older than you.)

He was fighting his urge to jump inside the capsule and play, knowing himself who had only experienced playing super mario bros., and other outdated games since he was a kid. He couldn't simply just play it without knowing the mechanics and the background story of the game.

“Let see...” He search for the manual, surely, the service crew or Aling Rosetta place the important things somewhere in here, but no avail to be found. He open the capsule and saw a comfy bed inside, along with it the head gear and the one whom Wilson's been searching for.

He took the book and start reading it while walking outside the room. He went to the kitchen area to get something to eat. His refrigerator was almost empty and only he has, been a left over food from yesterday. He had been neglected by his work and forgot to buy some stock. Just great!

He sighed.

“Damn.” He grumbled before heating the roasted beef in the oven. After that, due to his hunger, he hurls the food down and finally filled his empty stomach. He then, continues reading the manual.

The more Wilson read it, the more he intrigued.

Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.

An hour had passed, Wilson congratulates himself, and he had finally finished reading the manual.

Not waiting any longer, he went back to his room and links the capsule to the DSLR internet connection before going inside. He lay down on a comfy cushion before shutting the door close, and put on the head gear.

Pressing the button, located in the right corner of the gear, to start the game.

Do you want to connect to the World of Savage Online?

“Yes.” He muttered. He slowly closes his eyes before his mind drift into the virtual world, feeling a bit different from before.

Now, he could feel, as if, he was standing in a firm floor and as he open his eyes, lights with a mix of reddish filled his eyes. Wilson found himseld isolated in a big red room, the tiles were red and black and in the corner of the room he could see a mannequin wearing an amour, next to the mannequin is a human size mirror.

What the hell is this place? Wilson thought with awe written in his expression. Come on, who wouldn't?

He stop looking around, when suddenly Wilson heard a feminine voice.

Welcome to World of Savage Online.

Please fill up the form. While filling up the information form,

I'm going to commence infrared scanning and also scan

the wavelegnth of the frequency of your voice...

Wilson roll his eyes heavenlyward, he heard a ting sound accompanied with a translucent light blue window, he pressumed to be the questionare and a keyboard. “Can't I just directly log in the game? What a hassle! I thought I could somehow get some fun but nooo! I need to fill up this freaking form.” He mumbles under his breath, then quickly fill up the form.

After he filled up the form he press 'okay' and disappeared like a thin air.

Complete scanning. We are now proceeding to next phase. Please choose a race-

“Human. And oh, yeah, about the appearance, I would like to change it completely.” It would be bad if someone recognizes me, I may not be a celebrity but there are certain people whom I do not wish to meet nor recognize me.

What? You want a special request?

“Special request?”

We base your avatar's appearance from the user, therefore, there's a limitation upon customizing your avatar. With the special request, you can change your avatar's appearance as you please without limitation.

“Oh so you mean, if I want my avatar to be look like james bond. All I need is to ask for a special request?”  He asked wryly.

Yes and not exactly like copying someone's face.

“And the price for the special request?” His instuition was telling him, it's not for free. Also, he noticed there's a bit different from the voice before than now, but he dismissed it away.

The price varies depending on your request. After confirming your special request. Please stand in front the mirror so that you can see your avatar.

He pinches the bridge of his nose. Thinking how much profit does this company earned. Seconds later, he did what he said, he walk towards the mirror next to the mannequin.

“Special request it is.”

Translucent blue window appeared and keyboard. It’s written here to put his IBAN. He quickly types his IBAN and press confirmed. “I want a spiky platinum hair, matches with my eyes. And the color of the skin will be darker than mine...Hmm.” He paused for a second, and looking at his own reflection, shortly changing according to what he said. “Mole in the corner under my lips...?”

Okay, so he wanted to see himself to have one, so what? It's a free world and it was his own money whom he used not others.

He didn't change much in his face since he's satisfied with it. Enjoying modifying his own avatar, an idea crosses his mind.

“Can I see myself as six years old?”

Wilson’s own reflection changes into a six years old kid. He must admit his six year old version self is cute, since he wanted something for a change. Something like far too different from his true appearance, he decided to take this appearance.

Creating a six years old ava-

“Confirmed!” Didn't let the voice system to continue.

Avatar has been created! Please select your name.

“Persona.”

Where do you want to star-

“Central Continent.” He said in a hurry. He had already wasted time for creating his avatar so he only said that without giving a thought.