On August 6, 2026 at 6:57 p.m., 27 precisely, the date of the end of the world as it was rings out, in fact it is on this date that the third world power, the United States of America, decides to send atomic warheads to its enemies, no longer able to fulfill its dreams of world domination, it decides to try, all for all, however this catastrophic action caused the destruction of all civilizations in the world..

At this precise moment, while human civilization was disappearing under the power of weapons 500 times more powerful than the nuclear bombs of Nagasaki and Hiroshima, thousands of players were playing

the very popular Mmorpg called Fatal Fantasy, an Mmorpg which despite its name had nothing fatal about it, it was yet another casual game filled with uninteresting cosmetic products.

Indeed since 2024 "hardcore" games were banned in most countries of the world, because they were considered too toxic and difficult for a new generation of lazy and pitiful players, like submissive larvae

having a line of conduct dictated to them, under penalty of having their game account banned.

A world where freedom had disappeared under the shadow of large multinational companies taking advantage of the miserable state of their "customers"

Only a few, an elite who had known the golden age of mmorpg in the 1990s remained proud of their heritage of true hardcore gamers, extraordinary beings and of great intelligence in

comparison with the pathetic new generations, in fact they were the last saints, having known a world preceding the very birth of video games. Having received a real education.

We could only consider them as the last true humans of humanity, at their death there will remain only creatures as grotesque as stupid...

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However while nuclear despair fell on earth, no one in the game noticed the explosion that in the real world destroyed their flesh and everything sank...

The cold and dark darkness as if their eyes had just closed without their consent...

No one could know how long it had taken, but in the end when the light came to their eyes they were no longer sitting in a chair playing tapping on a controller while listening to "popular" music or watching videos that despite their weak intellectual capacities still managed to make them even more stupid.

All this was over, in a new body that of their characters they could feel an absolute well-being in view of the remarkable state of health and the superhuman strength that they had just obtained.

Some even handicapped in the real world finally saw themselves free to move as they wished, in the greatest joy.

Certainly in the most total confusion but, physically in a state of absolute well-being.

Among all the players, only one named Arjun Chanakya, seemed calm and serene, as if he knew what had just happened.

Being a level 100 Paladin in the game, he was in his guild house when all this happened.

He quickly left his house and observed the surroundings, the sky while squeezing his wrists under the stunned gaze of other players who did not understand

what was happening, a few screams were heard, and others preferred to believe they were in a dream, Arjun however had a sparkle of confidence in his eyes.

Some frightened players could only observe the calm and serenity that emerged from Arjun, like an aura, the others without even realizing it approached more and more the Paladin with armor as white and pure as snow.

While they were a few steps away from meeting him they could hear a sound coming from Arjun, his complete armor hid his face and showed only blue-gray eyes...

From his masculine and noble voice we could hear this "Finally it has started..."