When a game is about to end, try your best to have the most fun in it! (2)
Fucking hell! Who is this guy!?
Jacob is a mid-tier gamer of Magic and Monstrosity! He played the game in every free time he got. The problem is he doesn't have much free time with his part-time jobs and college activities.
Not much of a hardcore, but his skills in the game are not subpar.
He was playing the game in its last six hours in a tavern socializing with people. Honestly, his purpose is not that innocent... He just wants to grab a date at the last seconds of the game.
Who knows? He might actually get lucky.
So, when this trolling level 12 bastard came, he felt like he ate shit!
"Heya, guys! How are you fatso nerds out there? Ooh, nice avatar, you have taste, girl. Or should I say~ mister!"
One of the players Jacob was eyeing frowned then left without notice. What is this level 12 dude's problem?
Jacob is pissed. It took him a lot of effort to convince the other party to chat in an open mic. And gosh, he was surprised that the other person have such a feminine voice!
The other players at Jacob's table fled at the scene at once clearly discontent with the idea of playing the game with a troll.
So was Jacob, but before he got a chance to— he received a PVP invite from the fucking level 12.
A malevolent smile emerged from Jacob's lips.
He accepted the invite and immediately prepared his mind for the coming thrashing.
"I am gonna enjoy this!" Jacob thought to himself.
Alas, the game's imbalance that contributed to the bankruptcy of the game finally showed itself in the form of nigh-infinite tri-bombs and elixirs of life!
"This guy! He is cheating!" Jacob immediately knew since the game doesn't allow its players to top up— a gamer slang of using real money in strengthening your game character. The blatant usage of a very costly tri-bombs and elixirs of life is a dead giveaway.
Jacob reported the cheater, pissed that he was killed and humiliated.
'I am sorry, but the moderators and the service providers can't be reached.' But this is all he got...
Before he knew it, the guy with the ID— Wacko Wally— is making a ruckus in the game.
Jacob shall have his revenge. He searched for a cheat engine on the internet, and immediately coded the cheats he'll be using for his revenge.
He challenged this Wacko Wally once more with an anti-potion, a deluxe item that renders immunity to the target from any potion-related effects. Hahahaha! Jacob felt joy, and more than that— thrill...
So he continued his cheating spree until he easily got himself at level 100. He then used a forced PVP cheat on top of that! Hahaha! So, this is the feeling of invincibility, eh?
In front of him is the same Wacko Wally that inspired him to become the cheating god he is... Hehehe... Jacob used his forced PVP on the poor Wally...
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"I will destroy you." Jacob tossed an anti-potion to Wally, to which the latter only replied with a magic of his own?
"Magic? I out-level you so many times, this will feel like a tickle, hahaha!" Jacob never knew that he is in for a lot of shame.
Magic and Monstrosity have a nice video and audio. Especially, the music themes. This is why Jacob made sure to use high-quality speakers in playing the game.
But he never knew~ that such speakers will bring his downfall...
"Awwww! Ya! Hit me! Good-good-good! Spank me! Rail me! Do me! Awwww! I... I am coming!"
Dirty words reverberated in Jacob's room. The real problem is... The room's walls are too thin, and his parents, grandparents, and his elder sister are at home.
"Fuck me." On Jacob's screen is his game character slowly stripping its clothes every second gone. The worse part is that his masculine pyromancer warrior has become a hot curvaceous lady— model magazines will be put to shame.
Kinds of Stuff of r-18 content spilled from his speakers and screen.
The shameful display even made Jacob hard. It's not his fault that the game was set at the highest graphics possible.
The more his game character was hit by the tri-bombs, the more lewd sounds it makes. The animation was like a sweet poison to the virgin Jacob. Then his game character died.
"JACOOOB! LOWER YOUR PORN!" It was his dad, fuming with rage.
"OPEN THIS DOOR AT ONCE, CHILD!" Jacob didn't even bother to fix the misunderstanding, and immediately went back to gaming.
Such a bad child, to think that he has the strength to ignore his father— which he did...
"I have to find that guy, it must be a mod. I want it..." A lecherous grin is already plastered on his face— this guy is hopeless.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side of the computer screen is the culprit of the said magic.
"Pornomorph, the Wagic's version of polymorph. Their only difference is that Pornomorph can strip the enemy with their equipment, plus the psychological impact of the following animation and sound effects. I can't say it's better than polymorph, since polymorph is more mana efficient, heals any status effects, and can last longer... Polymorph's flexibility outweighs pornomorph, but..."
Pornomorph is more creative, but mostly a one-shot pony trick.
My nerdy side started to surface from me. I know, that on the inside, I am somewhat of a thug. But I cannot just leave the presence of my nerdy glasses to be discredited by the hidden violence I have been taming since kindergarten.
I touched the nose bridge of my eyeglasses with my index finger like some anime machiavellian smartass...
The fun is only starting.
As a healthy 18-year-old, I also got hard on the pornomorph. But the fun of devastating other players is more evident than the hormonal desires randomly arising within me.
Time passed like a fleeting memory, and the time is up. About two minutes or less, before the game finally shuts down. I decided to open my character panel, seeing how far I have come in the last 6 hours.
Name: Wacky Wally LEVEL 68
Class: Wizard
Gear: Grand Wizard armor set/ Crystal Staff
Techniques: Wizardry+/Arcane Research+/Wagic+/Martial Magic+
Talents: Innate Magic Capacity/Arcane talent/Double Cast
Titles: Slaughterer/Beast Slayer/Pain in the ass/Scholar/Merchant