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The Player's System

Check out my other story, "My Last Hunt" Gaming is the only common interest. People are steering through the worlds of advance gaming, the competition is never-ending. Only a few games managed to make their mark among billions of users. There was no doubt that those games worth spending time on. The desire to be the ultimate number one raged a cold war and fired the temperature through the roof. Consequently, leading to browbeating and leg pulling. The game 'Sovereign Ruler' was definitely a crowd favourite. The game aided the increment in the gross rate of the company. Patina Lin and Jake Lin, both siblings, played this game.  Patina, the most celebrated player of the game, earned money in various live quests. Jake, unfortunately, couldn't play like an average player let alone a pro one. Because his right hand was defected by birth.  He was sure that he would never be able to become a pro like his older sibling. But then, sadly, Patina Lin committed suicide.  Jake Lin was left all alone in the world to fight away the conspiracies and bullying.  After submitting the missing report he got himself in massive car accident. He was thrown away by the almost fatal accident but surprisingly he made it alive.  A voice welcomed him "Hello Defected Human" upon waking. He looked for the origin of the voice but it didn't belong to the outer world rather it came from his own head. [The cover is temporary and belong to rightful owner. This story is set in alternate world]

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Trap

Trap

The sky-high, black, rusty iron gates welcomed them to hell and the team entered the colony with bravado. The black clouds over their heads seemed glaring at them. They never knew that the realistic settings of any gale could generate such a threat too. It appeared as if the clouds were alive. They wanted to prevent the players from going forward, however, something restrained them.

"I should not look above." Clark was very excited earlier, however, seeing the dread of the black clouds, fear started to creep up his spine. He held his sharp blade ready to tear apart the imaginary ogres.

As soon as they entered the gate locked behind them with a deafening sound. This was a clear indication that they could not leave this colony without clearing it or accepting death as their inevitable fate.

"Do they need to make it this dramatic?" Albert commented with a tight smile.