Once upon a time, in a galaxy very, very close, there was a planet called Earth. The year was 2099 to keep this book relevant. There was a man named Ze Kai who was slaying imaginary beasts in an imaginary game for imaginary gold inside of a capsule inside of his house. Somebody should sue him for being inside of things.
Ze Kai looked up at the sky. Wondering why the fuck it was blue, he turned around and stabbed his spear through an unsuspecting magicyber troll. He was on the planet Uru, the origin world of the Warwen civilization. With brutish features and lots of dumb behaviors, they evolved simply by serving other civilizations. Once one of them gained implants, however, the world changed. The name of the changer was Furry the Dragon Slayer. Furry didn't have any fur. He was named as such because his owner, Halgrem the Sorcerer (of the Sillian race, a race of all-white do-gooders with hairless heads and long, flowing tattoos) thought it was funny. In the end, simply because Furry was dumb and could indeed not understand the joke, Halgrem gave him an bio-magitech implant that allowed him to get smarts into his thick skull. These so-called smarts enabled him to begin a revolution for his fellow enslaved trolls and cull society as we know it. This was 1000 years ago, and they had since conquered several other small worlds, portions of Ageira, the "Overworld", and had made a name for themselves.
Uru had some pretty lame architecture (at their core, the Warwens were still a simple people), but Ze Kai was there for something else. He had been slaving around for 3 years in the popular game Fantasy Genesis Online. All the rankers were level 200 or so at this point, but he was not quite there. He didn't play as often as everybody else and tended to screw around for the most part. More recently, he realized that the Warwen brutes on Uru were very powerful, but easy to dodge. While other players focused on completing missions, he just ganked the Warwens with his spear until they died from a spear up their ***.
"I wonder if I'll ever reach their heights..." Ze Kai sighed to himself. He knew that his antics, while he would never give them up, had kept him from becoming powerful in the game. Fantasy Genesis levels were gained relatively slow compared to levels in other games. But the snowball effect was real. He stepped closer towards the dead group of Warwens. Looking through their pockets, he managed to loot 1350 gold nugget-coins, the form of the Warwen's coinage system. They were made in brutish fashion, as per the Warwen norm.
"That cloud looks like a tree...."
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Ze Kai put his hood and mask on an as he walked back in to town. While nobody had seen his fight in the wilds, he preferred general anonymity over making a name for himself. In the off-chance he found a local quest or an easy way to grind for coins and/or EXP and didn't want his name associated with it. He had some stealth skills, but he had invested more on the magitech side of things on his tech tree. While it wasn't helpful for staying out of people's minds, this allowed him to escape the computer side of things, He already had some bots that could control the local populace via the illusion skill tree; however, to wantonly use this also required him to be a higher level than the city's rulers and hidden forces. They were at level 180. While a current top-ranker could sweep them with ease, he was stuck around level 140 and levelling with the grind.
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A child was running around with a weird flower but Ze Kai ignored it. Another NPC, his landlord. walked up to him. "Do you have the money?" he heard the landlord ask. In response, he sent a quick dose of magic sense to the nearby area. Nobody else was there, it was just the two of them. He summoned Willy the robobot. "Willy, run protocol 5-2205-6."
Willy scanned Sir Landlord the landlord. "Linking to previous memories. Previous install found. Subjugating brainwaves. Conquering metabolics. Metabolics conquered. Changing memories. Causing drunkenness symptoms. Excreting matter. Sending subject to sleep state. Giving subject good impression of user." Ze Kai looked at Willy. Willy was truly one of the best investments he ever made. The ability to cause someone to imagine themselves at a casino losing money, then imagining that he gave them more money that they also lost and hence have no record of, letting him keep his nice penthouse? This is an ability par none.
After scamming his landlord once again (It's a Monday, the first of the month) he entered the penthouse. As usual, the architecture was bad but the pool was cool. He then checked to see if his package had arrived. Turning the corner to his living room, it had! Checking his package, he looked at the Sillians that had recently arrived. He had gotten them from the black market- it's the only way to get them on Uru.
When Halgrem made the first Warwen, the great Furry, Furry decided that his race would have nothing to do with the evil jokecracker. He went so far as to heavily indoctrinate his race with anti-Sillian beliefs that went to the core of their people. While you would think that a Warwen would beat them on sight, instead they hated them so much that they would generally just... collapse.
Ze Kai took note of the arrival of his package and grabbed some nutri-slimes. The one benefit of having a magitech culture was the growth of slime evolution technology. Slimes could be used in place of virtually everything in the modern world- bar none. It just works- trademark included. On the cage, he tapped the settings on the door's screen. Shortly thereafter, the slaves were linked to him and completely loyal. They would do everything he asked with fervor.
"My Sillians! Your time has come! Ze Kai shouted. I give to you not the thing you want but the thing you need!" He watched as the Sillians' eyes grew curious. "I give to you the very thing you have needed for the last century! The perfect means of revenge!" He watched as the Sillians grew hopeful. "I give to you a plan par none! A way for the Warwen's to be forced to accept you! To laugh in the face of over a millenium of hatred! It is time! We shall accomplish that which your ancestors failed to do!" He continued to watch as the Sillians eyes grew further into fervor. "I give you: the WAY!" The Sillians grew louder with applause.
"We will accomplish that which we need in two nights. Until then, we shall celebrate!" Servants came by and offered the new slaves a feast. Ze Kai went to the pool as the slaves began to service him one by one.