I was born a competitive person, when I played soccer in my infancy, I was the worse player, but I asked my mom and she put me in a soccer school. In the end of the year, I was the best. Throughout my academic life I was always the best, be it sports or studies. I really put effort in everything, that made me the best, because talent, that I didn’t have.

When I was a high schooler, my dream was playing a VR Game but we still didn’t have the technology, so I learned to fight MMA. When I turned eighteen the third world war began, as a young adult I became a soldier, when the war finished, I was one of the most elite warrior on the world but there wasn’t a place for me in the world. 

Two years after the war, came the announcement of the next war, it was to much of a sudden thing, earth won’t survive another war, so they would make a new world, a total VR world. As one of the first warriors to become aware of the news, I started training.

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A World isn’t a simple thing to make. I take then a year and a half to build a world exactly equal to earth, but even with the technology of the Alliance of All Countries what was delivered in the end was a failed world, there was physics, but there wasn’t chemistry, there was several flaws, but to the players, this was a game, not a world, but even as a game, it wasn’t a game, it didn’t have a progression, everyone have the same body.

Without the guns, the bombs, there was just medieval weapons, and the war began!

It took almost eighty years to finish, but in the end, as one of the two only warriors to survive from beginning to end, I finally got out of my VR capsule, the second most skillfully warrior of the world and … PLOW!