[Herscheim] A type of ULMMO-RPG (Universal Link Massive Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game)
Year 21xx,
It was released with the efforts of various developed countries— mainly America and Japan.
Universal Link Console, A headset device that lets you create another version of you into the game and manage it in your phone or computer.
Since you have sent another version of yourself, that character is certain to do the things you want inside the game even if you don’t manage it from time to time.
Also, you can choose the option of Auto-attack. It’s one of its special features.
The only event that Herscheim has that outbest every other console is—the All-Out Decennial World War. Any direct violence against other countries is prohibited until the designated time of war. Every nation and race must participate in the war. The country that won the war, they would be given an omnipotent wish in game.
The losing countries will be given time enough to recover and don’t have to participate in the next war. Unless, they chose to participate again.
Universal Link Console still functions as the other virtual reality consoles. In a safe location and a comfortable position, you can use the other link. By using the Universal Line, you will be sent directly into the game.
You can feel the game as if it was another reality.
Many thinks of it as a form of escape from reality. Others believe it as monstrosity—it captures the hearts of the many and become a bad influence.
In the world of Herscheim, players are not able to choose their classes. Most of the time, they are transformed into Heteromorphic races. A mixed race that consists of only unique monsters. Their figures were never human.
Although indirectly, Monsters and Humans can breed in game. Pure humans never existed. As a result, this world is mostly is dominated by demon’s bloodline. It boasts the most overpowered ability—Adaptive Anti-Trinity Magic systems.
Over time, the higher the player’s level is, based from the player’s race, his personality adapts into one. For example, a Demon Emperor—His mental and physical capabilities. It is unlikely for him to do any foolish actions. If he did, it restricts him to do any things that is unnecessary.
This is system called “Passive auto-recovery”. Once activated, they’ll forget what made them think that.
To prevent the players into mad-like state, they are forced to log out of the game and their senses will revert to normal.
The only downside of this game is the never-ending changing rules of God Players. It even resulted as a Data loss. In simple terms, they can accidentally kill someone in the real world as a collateral damage for changing the rules in-game.
However, no one has proven this yet. People all over the world simply die of heart attack.
For over a century, since Herscheim was created, no bugs or problems existed.
With the fruitful success of today’s technology, Herscheim became a big hit all over the world. The immersion of being there is no different from what you seemed as real.
If we were to compare the gamers of today’s generation to centuries from now on, the numbers are astronomical. Their mindset and mental endurance are higher than them.
Even the military searches for their country’s strongest player to aid them; For the All-Out Decennial World War in-game. They use this in-game war to solve political disputes. If used correctly, no actual lives are lost.
Before the All-Out Decennial World War, if a player lost his life, he can be resurrected once only. However, he will be sent into the area from three hours before his death. The second time they die, they are forced to start their progress all over again.
Because of this original rule, most of the players can loot a portion of their dead opponents and be a jerk.
However, once the All-Out Decennial World War is set, any resurrection skills are not usable.
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The stigmata of being a shut in, introvert, and being afraid of real world vanished; as they looked upon them—those players are called “Deicide”.
These players are capable to alter the game’s system and impose their own laws. No matter how game developers wished to remove it, they can’t.
The irremovable system and unwritten rule of Herscheim— Only high-ranking players can live or fight with someone who is the same as them. In other words, A God can only take down a God and A God mustn’t live in the world of lower lifeforms.
The player who thought of this made the game balanced unlike before.
The systems they add can’t be distinguished from what is reality and a game. It exists as a different nature—a system that offers endless evolution to players.
Even if the player reached the capped level, they are chosen to annihilate other timelines as well or just laze around.
Some call of them as Prodigies, God players, Secret Game Master and many more.
In the end, they are rumored to be urban legends. Only few could attain that— those who detest their boring life.
“And starting their life all over again in a game. Over and over until they forget their own existence.”
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Humanity crumbled. They have forsaken their only unique title— “The Weak One”.
Everyone sought for power. As many times as they could. To discard their humanity so easily… Irritates me.
Rage, hunger, and lust; Fundamentals similar to beasts.
With brute force, they dominated this world instantly.
The name of that race— Demons.
However, not everyone is capable of using this cursed power. Instead, they were “eaten” as an excuse for protecting them. The strong devoured the weak. The weak only clung to their prayers. The wise exhausted their resources. The foolish wasted their lives.
No one was safe. Everyone died with guilt in their hearts. They were never saved.
They were stuck into the abyss.
This reason to live. My immeasurable power. A being who doesn’t age. The responsibility that bestowed unto me— The destroyer of time. Can someone end the ticks of my clock?
I suppose in the eyes of everyone— I am God; If I were to explain to why did I abandoned them— I witnessed the cruelty of life side by side; Happiness and Sadness— I experienced it over and over again because I don’t know how it feels like— For I am, emotionless; or so I thought. These feeble yet strong emotions greatly hinder my job; At this point, there’s no turning back— is this a curse? Why are we created when we are so fragile?
The skies were white as if the colors vanished. The rest were covered with soulless sand. Black ashes flew all over the place. The high-pitched agony of remaining beings echoes from a distance. “This feeling… Why is it so cold despite that everything is burning?”
I stand a top of this mountain of demon corpses. As assurance, I have to clean this place to its original state—
“I won’t give up!!!”
At first, I thought I’m hallucinating. That question still reverbs in my mind. A line that I’ve always heard. Until, that person tries to move forward to me.
A scene that always never ceases to amuse me. A lowly creature approaching a God easily.
“A de- No, A human yet possesses a lot mana?”
How did he managed to survive? Is he a half-demon breed? I don’t have time to ponder. As I finish my incantation— I looked to his face. We both had the same eyes— it’s full of resentment. And the hope— that humanity does not disappoint.
“First pages of Grand Grimoire… Greater Sineagis!”
The fragments of reality cracked. Pieces of collective reality from everyone falls.
“I swear I’ll get my revenge! No matter how many times I get reborn... I’ll hunt you down until to the depths of this world!”
I couldn’t hear his words, but I felt his striking emotions into my heart; It was as if I’m bathing in countless memories.
“Why are we always like this? We just wanted to be acknowledged… and yet—"
He cried as he embraces my body. His gentle warmth— is this the peak of emotion feels like? This is way more satisfying than seeing the others I’ve killed. However, I couldn’t utter any word.
Everything collapsed until we were surrounded by darkness. In that vast space, where the stars abandoned us, I didn’t save him.
Like darkness, there’s no need to imagine what would happen next. I could sense a faint light and to satisfy my curiosity— I approached it. “My answer would be… There’s no one for me to blame for.”
The human from earlier, his soul remained with me. It was still pure despite tainted by darkness. He wasn’t consumed.
“If I have the chance to restart again. Throw away your unfairness and give it to me.”
His voice echoed. For a soul to talk when it already left its physical body truly surprised me.
I, a being whose purpose only to destroy things, only wished one thing— to compensate for my unfairness. To have someone who can truly understand me. As I closed my eyes… My heart beats once again.
“I hope we meet again, my dear savior.”