“Damn! there is no end to this!!”
exclaimed the young man covered in a silver coated armor.
the armor looked majestic, and too heavy for a young, slim man to walk in.
yet, he battled what seemed to be hordes of undead with his worn down sword.
he moved around, keeping their attention on himself, rather than those behind him.
his actions would normally be called ‘heroic’ or ‘self-sacrifice’.
“D-don’t worry...! i-i’ll heal you every time you’re i-injured.......!”
shouted the petite, brown-haired girl toward the man covered in armor.
she wore an elegant white robe, while holding a staff twice her height.
the staff seemed to be made from sturdy wood, and wouldn’t be broken even if you wanted to snap it.
on the top end of the staff, there stood a dark red crystal which emitted some kind of energy.
the crystal itself looked expensive, which gave the young girl a strong presence in this lightly illuminated room.
“No worries~ i’ll kill all of them in an instant~!”
said an old, bald man while patting the young girl who was dressed as a magician.
the old man wore some leather equipment, which showed that he would sacrifice defense for agility.
.....or that he was just poor.
he then took out two swords from their sheaths, which were stationed on his back.
the twin swords both had beautiful inscriptions running through their blades, which would be called a piece of art rather than a battle equipment. which were in total disagreement with his other equipment.
the swords danced in the hands of the old man, and with every swing, an undead fell to the ground and sprayed their green blood. which showed the old man’s experience in handling them.
the smell of rotten flesh already filled the room, and those three got used to it whether they liked it or not.
the magician of the three continued to cast spells, which kept healing all the scratches the men took.
their battle formation seemed to be the ordinary, the man covered in armor attracts the attention from both the old man and the petite girl, while the old man kills them. the petite girl’s only job seemed to be healing all of their wounds with what seemed to be magic.
soon enough, all the undead were killed by the old man, while the young man wearing the armor shrugged it off while seeing all the rotten bodies on the floor.
he then turned around to face his companions, which looked like a pair of a grandfather and his granddaughter reassuring each other.
he then wore a very bright smile upon the sight before him, but the pair couldn’t see it through the darkness.
“As always, thanks for healing me, XXXX! and you.......why do you always wait until the last minute to kill them, XXXX?!”
the girl blushed at the fact that she is of use, while the old man laughed with a “Ha-ha-ha!”, like a kid who pulled off a successful prank.
the young man soon turned his bright smile to that of a wry one, and gave out a dry laugh.
he had a mixed feelings of wanting to live here forever, and that of desiring change.
they were currently playing a VRMMORPG, something that has just been made.
thousands, if not millions all over the world lined up to buy the new VR-gear, which was ironically called “VR-headset.”
it came out with the only game out for the machine, and that is ‘The Dungeon of Life’.
it offered unique view on the medieval age in a fantasy world, which changed the whole world’s view on VR and a fantasy world.
it offered unlimited classes--those you create your own with your unique combinations of equipment, skills and magic.
the NPC are like real people, they show emotion and movements that are impossible to differentiate from those of humans.
the only way you can tell them apart is that the only humans in the game are...humans.
while all the NPC characters are from different races.
you name ‘em, they have ‘em. elves, dwarfs, demi humans, etc..
but you can never find a pure blooded human in this game.
but after you log in to the game, your life would end.
such was the rumor of those who refused to accept VR to be handed to the public.
but those voices were few in many.
except now.....i think i should have listened to them.
on the first day of this game, i was told that you cannot log out.
of course, i shrugged it off immediately as a prank.
‘perhaps a time-event was triggered which set off the log-off button until the time limit is off.’
i was one of those who believed as such.
i mean, who would willingly believe that they are stuck in this game forever?
that is, until a day went by.
still, no one was able to leave.
two days.
still nothing.
and before i knew it, weeks went by.
and i am still unable to leave.
i was simply ignorant.
i just wanted to escape this world.
i then heard another frightening rumor.
‘What if you die here, you die in real life?’
at first, i refused to believe it.
and still am.
but...everyone who has died until now have never returned.
their name is also removed from our friend list.
but i still refuse to believe in such an absurd reality.
either way, i began playing this game with real effort after i recovered my mentality, and before i realized it, i became one of the top players.
i was your so called ‘Tanker’
i did indeed formed a few parties with those who ended up dying, and i ended up regretting it every time.
since every one in it always...dies.
but with every time a guy in my party dies, i am able to harden my resolve.
my resolve to finish this game.
not to mention my resolve to protect all of my party members.
for that, i went to heaps and bounds to find better armors.
as i was stuck in my head, death sneaked behind my back......literally.
XXXX looked at my face, shocked beyond belief.
the old man clicked his tongue, while his hands reached toward his back for the swords.
i was puzzled by their weird behavior, and XXXX, who snapped out screamed “Dragon! run away!!”
i quickly turned around, only to face the dark scaled dragon’s mouth full open, ready to devour me.
i, who was dumbstruck, was then eaten alive.
i mean, who wouldn’t be surprise by a dragon suddenly showing up in an undead area?
and in a small room not to mention?
the dragon crunched on the armor i finally got after four years of hard work and chew on it.
with the armor perished, it penetrated my belly ever so slowly.
my body felt as if its in fire, while blood came out from the wound i’m being inflicted.
it felt like hours before the burning sensation went away....but by then, i realized i only had a few moments before saying goodbye to this world.
‘Is this....karma? for all of those i failed to protect. well, no matter.....i just hope............those guys we......re able to....... run away..... in..........ti........m.......e.’
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and with that thought, my head went blank while my vision was wiped.
***
‘What is this all about?! i thought main characters in anime and light novels with the same setting always won in the end!?’
‘hmm? why can’t i hear my own voice?’
‘ no no.....to begin with, why can’t i hear anything?’
totally surprised by the fact of this creepy dead silence, i open my eyes instantly.
‘...........? what is this place? why can’t i......see anything?’
what lied before me was nothing but darkness.
‘Heee~lllooooo~!’
‘Hello.’
‘He...llo.....’
‘Hi?’
‘Bonjour.’
‘Konbanwa.’
i tried saying my greetings in all three languages that i know of!
of course, i only know how to greet in both Japanese and French.
‘O-ouch!’
a sharp pain ran through me.
its nothing like i have ever felt before.
it feels like a part of my being is being ripped apart....
its like when someone opens up your chest and takes out you liver.
it.....hurts.
i have no idea from where the sharp pain came from or pinpoint exactly where it hurts....
it just....hurts?
it hurts so much....
‘Oww!’
there it is again.
something keeps hurting me.....
just where am i..........?
***
i don’t know how much time it has been since i become something like this.
also, i regained the memories i thought i never had.
i wonder why i didn’t question my lack of memory.....
it felt like knowing nothing was.....normal.
also, it seems i lost every sense i ever had as a ‘human’
i no longer hear, touch, feel, smell or see.
wait, wait, i can actually feel.
not exactly ‘feel’ the outside world, but feel my own body.
i managed to realize this sense when i tried to find out what exactly has been causing the sharp pain.
and i realized it.
my body....keeps decreasing every time i feel pain.
i can’t exactly know the size of my body, but i know for sure that little bit from it keeps decreasing.
i wish it would stop.....
***
it feels like its been forever since i’ve been here.
my body keeps decreasing ever so slightly, but i think i’m in no immediate danger.
although i wish the pain would stop...
its even more painful from the wound i revived when i died.
with that being said, i’ve been trying to move my body for what feels like days.
although i did lose my sense of time.
this could always be a dream...
well, i really hope it is.
this can’t actually be the afterlife, right?
i mean, i do have my conscious and everything....
ahh!
whatever.
***
ohh?
i-i’m back?
i-it’s X-XXXX!
oh, and is that XXXX as well?!
i really am back!
“Hey XXXX, why’re you spacing out?”
‘O-oh, i’m sorry...’
as soon as i saw them, i was hit with a wave of nostalgia.
“Ha-ha-ha! why’re you crying, XXXX? i didn’t do anything right now!”
i quickly checked my cheek...and as pointed out by the old man, i was indeed crying.
I took a bright smile upon seeing their worried look, and stand up.
‘o-oh?’
‘I-i can’t stand up?!’
“Is that so.....?”
asked the petite girl.
“In that case, check your window and see your status window! and tell us what kind of poison it is, so i can
take out a potion for ya!!”
exclaimed the old man in a hurry.
‘S-status!’
Name???All Status*???FormMana Pool
*It Shall Deform as Soon as a Status Differs From The Rest.
‘What the heck is this?’
‘Status!’
i immediately took off the floating screen, exactly how it flew in.
‘I have a very bad feeling about this...’
as i said that, i take a very hard look at both old man and little girl’s bodies.
after taking a hard look, and trying to remember exactly how they looked, a sharp pain ran through me.
exactly as that when someone takes a piece from my body.
‘With that, i’m sure of it...’
after the sharp pain went away with a couple of minutes, i could no longer tell anything apart from anything.
i have returned to pure darkness.
no......some humanoid beings are still here.
they look exactly like a child’s doodle.
its all scraped...
its like a smudge of pencil.
even though its dark here, i can tell their shapes.
they were moving.
one of them moves something toward....me?
and with enough time, a sharp pain runs through me.
‘Ouch! would you stop that?!’
with that thought, the doodle’s who was facing my direction suddenly fell to down.
the other doodle comes along and raises the one who fell.
after a while, the same thing repeats.
one goes a bit away.
the other faces towards me and aims something.
and a sharp pain runs through me.
although this time......a bright Light illuminated this darkness.
‘F-fire?!’
the Light that illuminated this darkness came out from the thing the doodle held aimed toward me.
with that much information, i soon realized exactly who am i.
even though i was blocking it both mentally and emotionally, i’ve become an energy known as.....Mana.
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Author Note: tell me in the comments whether you want me to continue this or not.
although, i will continue this when summer comes around....i hate leaving a story unfinished.
if i do not see people liking this at all, then i’ll leave it be until, as i said, i have enough time.
although, if people enjoy this, i will continue with it......like a release every three days?
other than that, thanks for reading!
P.S: sorry for the lack of information, this is like chapter one! this story has been stuck in my head for a while and it refuses to leave me.....even more so when i saw all the new RE: titles here......
err, i might or might not post a couple of chapters first to get a grasp of everything.......might