"In a world where you can play as a new person entirely. you can escape from what troubles you have in the real world and join in on the excitement and adventure of Incursion Online!!!" the TV advert said while showing a bunch of flashy images. I looked at it through a shop window before moving on. watching it hurt as I had no escape from my life, even if I could I am not sure if I would want to any more. I am 6 years old at this point however I have already tasted the pain of loss.

my mother died in front of my eyes from overworking herself. we lived in a poor small home by ourselves with a leaking sealing and cold winters. never enough money to keep us both fed however she said she ate at work so she told me to eat. this was not the first time she had lied to me to keep me healthy. she always talked about our father saying he was a rich CEO of a company that made a virtual reality game. he was busy so could not help us out. this was another lie but was partly true. the reason he didn't help us out was because he swept our existence under the rug while he made his game and started a new family.

Even when I was 6 I had realised all of this. I was left with nothing but the money received from my mothers life insurance. with this I somehow managed to get by through school unnoticed and even got a simple job to keep myself sustained. I was now on my feet however I still wanted to give my dad a good tickle... around the neck...... with a chainsaw. he never even showed up to mother's funeral. I was the only one besides a few of her work collogues who hardly knew her.

right now I am 19. I checked up on my father's work and he was doing better then ever and even had a new family forgetting all about my mother. however I saw him at mother's grave. he looked nervous and it was during the night while I was out on a jog. the grave was removed and replaced. that bastard was so scared of someone finding out about his past that he would uproot his old lover's grave. I was not even able to cry. at that moment all I could do was run.

after 15 minuets I was out of breath from sprinting and collapsed near a park bench. it was dark and there was no light around me. yet I felt a chill up my spine like a bunch of spiders were crawling up my back with their sharp stabbing legs getting ready to bite. I jumped up and looked behind me, sitting on the park bench was a hooded figure in a black robe with glowing red eyes. the street light above the bench flickered on for a second revealing nothing under the hood and there was a dark mist around him that looked to consume all that touched it. the light flickered off and as soon as it did the figure moved right in front of me.

"hello there Oliver. I believe you could use my help" said the figure in a echoing demonic tone as it crouched down and looked at me face to floating red eyes staring right into my soul. the air around him was dry and it was hard to breath. worst of all I felt like things were going to get worse before they got better.

"how could you help? my mother was left to rot and that bastard could not even respect the dead" I said in a rage. I felt a malicious aura grow around him and his eyes defiantly glowed a much brighter red when I asked how he could help.

"what if I could make you a deal, I could help you but at a price" the demon said and I laughed. I felt he was confused at my actions as his malicious aura that made me feel like death was just around the corner died down.

"I am a broke hopeless powerless every day hard working man. my mother is dead and my father abandoned me to have another family. what the hell could I have to give?" I asked with a tear rolling down my face of either desperation or depression. I did not know but I was on my knees and I punched the ground in frustration. however his aura kicked back off again and his eyes looked to be on fire with how red and shiny they were.

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"in which case I have a few things you may want to see" the demon said with a smile as both the surroundings distorted around me and everything went black, except for a strange shopping stand you would see as an everyday festival market stall however there was a few pieces of paper on the desk.

In exchange for your soul you may gain immortality - was written on the first piece of paper. I denied this without giving it a second thought. I wan't to see my mother again if there is a next life so I will need my key to get into the next life.

In exchange for the sight in your right eye you will gain Psychokinesis - no thank you, my left eye doesn't work very well so without my right eye what good will Psychokinesis do me? is the point of these powers the fact that they can't help me? why am I even reading this? I must be delusional in an attempt to escape reality.

In exchange for your life the life of another may be taken - this is to vague coming from a demon. I don't like my odds of this working out in my favour and I still have to many questions that need answering, the big one being why?....

In exchange for your brains frontal lobe you can gain control over other people's sense of fear - this was tempting except for the fact I don't know what a frontal lobe is however I know the brain is something you can's live without and the frontal lobe sounds important

In exchange for your memories you may be able to stop time - this one would be acceptable since all my memories are bad but the also define me and make me who I am, I need me memories and I won't let go of the grudge I hold against my father that easily.

"if this is all we are done" I said and the demon appeared next to me giving off an aura of being shocked. "non of these are helpful to me and would prove to be a hindrance to me. I need revenge against my father and this is not going to help" I said simple and I felt he was now exited.

"how about this..." the demons started with but with his slow and drawn out voice it burned his words into my mind like saying this was his last offer. "you may have 1 of these powers for free however the soul of the person you hold this father you would hold such a grudge against is mine for the taking when you end it, if you don't kill him I will take your soul in place of his" the demon said with now freshly glowing eyes and a sinister look. I looked at him seriously and considered it.

"what will happen to the soul?" I asked and he sent me a smile and dark aura so evil and sinister I shuddered.

"they will be sent into oblivion for pain beyond your wildest dreams" the demon said and I smiled. it may be over kill but he had to pay and I would start with his creation and work my way up the fortress he made while my mother had to suffer.

"you have yourself a deal" I said with a smile and he then asked the big question.

"which power do you wish to take for your own?" the demon said with a bone chilling tone and smiling like he was concluding his business.

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what do you think of the introduction chapter? and what power would you prefer the MC Oliver picked? do you have a suggestion? leave a reply and I will read it and take what you say to heart