Impostor Syndrome

"omg, how did he do that??!"

"whaat? that's just soo unfair!"

"I'm sure he cheated. Ban him."

Yeah, go ahead. Be envy. Say what you want.

I listen.

"Eneas Aimer broke the record again!

An additional of 10.000 charm points will be given to character "Eneas Aimer" ! Would player #0121 like to post his achievement on social media under the name "Eneas_Aimer." ?"

Without notice, a grin appears on my face at the sound of the notification. Yes, that's the sound I like to hear.

Envy, graduation, and the sound of money.

"yes."

I look at my sweet victory again. And then, I submit my "yes" with a swift motion.

Only a few minutes passes, but my phone can't seem to stop vibrating.

"1340 new follower. 125 033 person liked your post. 236 unread message."

As i expected. But still, it's surprise me everytime. How can people have this much time to like others post? If i have time, i only play the game called

"Thousand Years Old Story"

Also called "THYOS" or just simply, lame.

But I somehow grow to like this game. It made me the person I am today, and I also made the person "Eneas Aimer". He's me, and I'm him. We are one.

So yes, in reality, I'm not Eneas Aimer.

I'm just a failed university student, a failed artist, a failed son, and a failed human.

My true name is... Theo Verloen. My names means "lost". My parents must have thought it will be a good joke. Well, I tell you, It's not.

-just at the thought of myself, i can't help but roll my eyes in hatred-

Anyway, I'm 22 years old, living alone in a studio in the most dangerous neighbourhood. You know, money is power. Rents are low in this discrit. Even the houses there are often moldy and the wall gets wet.

So, I stopped university. I wanted to be an artist no matter what, but here I am, playing again.

If there's a God, he sure not loves me. If there's a God...He must loves him.

Eneas Aimer.

The perfect. The cheater. The loved one. He's... just really a lucky guy. Even his names means "to be loved"!! f*cking unfair. -i hit the table with clenched hands but in reality, it hurts me more than it does to the table.-

Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention, but Eneas is the character I created in the game THYOS.

Yeah, I'm cringe i know. Being angry at my own character...pathetic.

But yes, Eneas is liked by everyone. He's a masterpiece. He's everything that i'm not!

He's my escape. Because in reality, i'm nothing. I'm not that smart as him, neither that handsome or nice. So..

I invested my everything into him. Money, time, relationships.

Everything that matters in life.

So now, it's me who has nothing, and Eneas is my life.

Still, I must say that I did quite a good job with investing in him.

Character profile

player: #0121

Name: Eneas Aimer

lvl: 133

Character's unique skills:

*#blessed - rare (those who you meet for the first time will like you 30% more from the begining.)

*Sarcifical lamb -ancient (you will gain 50% more charm points when fight for others sake. Your power will increase with an aditional of 200%)

*The master of Quandao -rare (in order to use this skill, you need to kill a minimum of 10 being).

Earned Skills:

*Minerva's Wisdom (You've received the skill called "Minerva's wisdom" from the goddess Minerva. With this skill, you able to see trought a battlefield or fight with forsee. Cooldown: one hour.)

*Immortal Realm (Even after a fatal wound, you'll heal in five hours. If you get wounded in the healing time, your healing will fail.)

mp: 125 ; strength: 200 ; luck: 222 ; intelligence: 138

Title: God's Son. (With the love of the goddess called "Minerva" you've gained her protection.)

I'm quite OP, right? I tell you I'm one of the best players in Europe! And there's no cockiness. Sorry, I'm not too humble. I left that to Eneas.

-I say to myself with a smug face from reflex-

Oh right! I also made Eneas appearance excatly the reverse of mine!

He has blond curly hair that seems as one of a puppy's. Light yellow eyes like honey, a well built body.. Ah boy, he looks so sweet!! I'm also his no.1. fan! And yeah, I brought him the best equitments and armor in yellow. It's just became his colour. Some of his fans are also call him "Honey Apostol". -I blush and kick in the air on my gamer chair while holding my pillow of him-

Khm, sorry I got a bit too excited.. But still, honey apostole is such a weird name. Why not something cool? Like Supreme King, or The prettiest warrior?

So yes, that's him. And for me...Well, i'm nothing special. Normal brown hair and green eyes. Here comes your npc.

Okay, anyway... It always wonders me how this game still runs and have such a hype. It's nothing special but a fantasy roleplay game where you create your character and such. You can build an empire or become a duke... or be god's apostole like me, and so on. It might sounds cool, but leveling up is pretty hard.

You need to spend your real money in game, speak with rl people etc... and it's freaking exhausting!

I play this for more than two years and I'm still at lvl 133! Some people who built an empire and become a king in a year are at over lvl 150! Yeah, I also thought about making an empire, but you need to invest more than a million euro in order to do that!! It really plays dirty!! -I browse my eyebrows in fustrate-

Nuh, I got enough of this sh*t. I go to sleep instead and forget that i have bills to pay.

-With a smile that wants to believe I'm a real adult with adult job and money, I fell asleep on my bed on the floor, made with blankets.-

Some hours passes and I wake up to some glitching light and sound like a clock.

"Huh? What the f*ck is this? Wait...Uh..no way.. But.. What if.. OMG, DO I FINALLY GET TRANSMIGRATED INTO ANOTHER WORLD?!? YIPPI!" -I jump out of bed and I close my eyes, waiting for getting transmigrated like in animes.

*three...two...one. Registrer is complete. Data downloading...complete. The game is starting. Good luck player #0121!*

"Huhhh? Wait! I thought I'll get into a manhwa or anime...but into a game?!? Which one? M1necraft?!? Oh no... Don't tell me... Is it THYOS?? Ahhh...crap.." -I peak and yell at the system who doesn't give a sh*it about me.

And that's how everything went dark.