Illusions Shattered

A/N : I will make chapter bit longer like 2 thousand words. Previously I posted only 1 thousand words chapter.

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It was the cat that had stolen my glory.

And now, it had stolen my quest.

I was feeling very angry i was just going to attack the cat but.

'Wait, wait a second how can this possible, how can Whiskers be here inside my game' yes Whiskers is the name of the cat that mom brought and after some time we become friends. Whiskers is like a family to me now .

In a heart-stopping moment of realization, I uncovered the truth—the cat before me was nothing more than an illusion created by the cunning monster.

As I stood face to face with the illusion-making monster, a mixture of fear coursed through my veins. I couldn't believe that all this time, it had been manipulating my perception, creating a false reality filled with challenges and dangers. But now, the truth had been revealed, and it was time to face the consequences.

With a deep breath, I prepared myself for the impending battle. I tightened my grip on my weapon, adrenaline surging through my body. The monster loomed over me, its form shifting and distorting, a true embodiment of deception.

"Who are you? What do you want?" I mustered the courage to speak, my voice laced with defiance.

The monster let out a sinister laugh, its voice echoing through the empty space. "I am Alkom, the master of illusions. I feed on the despair and fear of those trapped within my illusions. You, little human, have provided me with quite the feast."

A surge of anger replaced my fear. "You won't feed on me any longer! I will put an end to your treachery."

With a swift motion, I launched myself at the monster, swinging my weapon with all my might. But with each strike, the monster seemed to morph and evade, its form flickering like a mirage.

"You cannot defeat me, mortal," it hissed, its voice filled with malicious delight. "I control this realm, and your feeble attempts are futile."

I refused to back down, fueled by determination. "I may be just a human, but I am not alone. I have the strength of my will, the power of my convictions, and the support of those who believe in me. You may have trapped me in your illusions, but you will not control my destiny."

As I fought with the monster, I realized that I was outmatched. I was only a level one player, with a basic long sword and low stats. The monster, on the other hand, was a level ten boss, with a powerful illusion ability and high stats.

I felt a surge of fear, wondering if I had made a mistake. Why did I enter this game? Why did I accept this quest? could i really defeat this monster?

But then, I remembered why. I remembered that people around me had bullied me

And now, inside this vr game a virtual monster is bullying me.

I was feeling very angry. I was not going to let this monster get away with this. I was not going to give up.

I clenched my teeth, and tightened my grip on my sword. I looked at the monster, its form shifting and distorting, a true embodiment of deception.

"Who are you? What do you want?" I mustered the courage to speak, my voice laced with defiance.

The monster let out a sinister laugh, its voice echoing through the empty space. "I am Alkom, the master of illusions. I feed on the despair and fear of those trapped within my illusions. You, little human, have provided me with quite the feast."

A surge of anger replaced my fear. "You won't feed on me any longer! I will put an end to your treachery."

With a swift motion, I launched myself at the monster, swinging my sword with all my might. But with each strike, the monster seemed to morph and evade, its form flickering like a mirage.

"You cannot defeat me, mortal," it hissed, its voice filled with malicious delight. "I control this realm, and your feeble attempts are futile."

The monster lunged at me, its claws aiming for my throat. I barely dodged, feeling its breath on my face. I swung my sword again, but it was useless. The monster was too fast, too agile, too powerful.

I felt a sharp pain in my arm, as the monster slashed me with its claws. Blood dripped from my wound, staining my clothes and the ground. I gasped, feeling weak and dizzy.

The monster smiled wickedly, sensing my vulnerability. It moved closer to me, ready to deliver the final blow.

I looked at it with despair, knowing that this was the end. I had failed. My HP is only 2.

But then, something clicked in my mind.

I remembered something that I had learned in school. Something about illusions and how they work.

I remembered that illusions are based on expectations and assumptions. They trick our minds into seeing what we want to see or what we fear to see.

I remembered that illusions can be broken by challenging those expectations and assumptions. By finding inconsistencies and contradictions in the illusion.

I remembered that illusions are not reality. They are only projections of our own thoughts and feelings.

And then, I had an idea.

A crazy idea.

A desperate idea.

But an idea nonetheless. If this game works like real world then it might work.

I decided to use the monster's illusion against it.

I decided to create my own illusion within its illusion.

I decided to play along with its game.

But with a twist.

I looked at the monster again, but this time with a different expression.

An expression of awe and admiration.

An expression of gratitude and respect.

An expression of surrender and submission.

"Wow," I said, dropping my sword and kneeling before the monster. "You are amazing."

The monster looked puzzled, as if it didn't expect this reaction from me. It tilted its head, its eyes narrowing suspiciously.

"What are you doing?" it asked, its voice wary and cautious.

"I'm giving up," I said, raising my hands in surrender. "You win."

The monster looked confused, as if it didn't understand what was happening. It hesitated, unsure of what to do next.

"Why?" it asked, its voice curious and intrigued.

"Because you are too powerful for me," I said, lowering my head in reverence. "You are too clever for me. You are too magnificent for me."

The monster looked flattered, as if it liked what it heard from me. It smiled smugly, its ego swelling with pride.

"Go on," it said, its voice eager and encouraging.

"You have created such a wonderful illusion," I continued, praising the monster's skill. "You have fooled me so well. You have made me believe that you were a cat that stole my quest."

The monster looked pleased, as if it enjoyed being complimented on its deception. It nodded approvingly, its confidence growing with each word.

"Yes," it said, its voice proud and boastful. "I did that."

"You have made me face so many challenges and dangers," I went on, admiring the monster's creativity. "You have made me fight so hard. You have made me suffer so much."

The monster looked satisfied, as if it relished being acknowledged for its cruelty. It grinned wickedly, its sadism showing with each word.

"Yes," it said, its voice cruel and malicious. "I did that."

"You have shown me the true meaning of fear and despair," I added, expressing the monster's power. "You have made me feel things that I never felt before. You have made me realize how weak and pathetic I am."

The monster looked delighted, as if it reveled in being recognized for its dominance. It laughed maniacally, its madness evident with each word.

"Yes," it said, its voice loud and triumphant. "I did that."

I looked at the monster again, but this time with a different expression.

An expression of curiosity and wonder.

An expression of interest and fascination.

An expression of challenge and provocation.

"But there is one thing that I don't understand," I said, changing my tone and posture. "One thing that puzzles me."

The monster looked curious, as if it wanted to know what I was talking about. It tilted its head, its eyes widening slightly.

"What is it?" it asked, its voice curious and intrigued.

"How do you do it?" I asked, raising my head and looking into its eyes. "How do you create such amazing illusions?"

The monster looked surprised, as if it didn't expect this question from me. It blinked, its mouth opening slightly.

"What do you mean?" it asked, its voice confused and uncertain.

"I mean, how do you make them so realistic?" I asked, pretending to be impressed by the monster's ability. "How do you make them so convincing? How do you make them so believable?"

The monster looked flattered, as if it liked being asked about its talent. It smiled smugly, its ego swelling with pride.

"It's simple," it said, its voice proud and boastful. "I use my mind."

"Your mind?" I asked, feigning ignorance and curiosity. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, I use my mind to project my thoughts and feelings onto the world," it explained, as if it was teaching me something new. "I use my mind to shape the reality around me. I use my mind to create whatever I want."

"Wow," I said, acting amazed and awed. "That's incredible."

"It is," it agreed, nodding confidently. "It is indeed."

"But how do you do that?" I asked, pretending to be eager and curious. "How do you use your mind to create illusions?"

The monster looked pleased, as if it enjoyed being questioned about its technique. It grinned wickedly, its confidence growing with each word.

"It's easy," it said, its voice eager and encouraging. "I just think of something that I want to create, and then I make it happen."

"Really?" I asked, acting surprised and impressed. "That's amazing."

"It is," it agreed, nodding approvingly. "It is indeed."

"But how do you make it happen?" I asked, pretending to be interested and fascinated. "How do you make your thoughts become reality?"

The monster looked satisfied, as if it relished being praised for its skill. It laughed maniacally, its madness evident with each word.

"It's simple," it said, its voice loud and triumphant. "I just say the magic word."

"The magic word?" I asked, raising my eyebrows in curiosity and wonder.

"Yes," it said, leaning closer to me, as if to share a secret with me. "The magic word that makes everything possible."

"What is it?" I asked, leaning closer to the monster, as if to hear the secret from its mouth.

The monster smiled wickedly, as if it was about to reveal the ultimate truth to me.

It opened its mouth wide, ready to say the magic word.

And then,

I stabbed it in the throat.

The monster let out a gurgle of pain and shock, as blood spurted from its wound.

It looked at me with disbelief and horror, as if it couldn't believe what had just happened.

It tried to speak, but only blood came out of its mouth.

It fell to the ground, dead.

Its illusion faded away, revealing the true surroundings.

We were in a dark cave, filled with bones and debris. The monster had lured me here with its false promises of adventure and glory.

But now, it was over. I had defeated Alkom, the master of illusions.

I had used his own illusion against him. I had tricked him into revealing his weakness. I had exploited his ego and his pride. I had used my intelligence to overcome his power.

I had won.

In that moment of victory, I felt a mix of relief and exhilaration. I had overcome the illusion, faced my fears, and emerged victorious. As the black screen displayed the words "You have slain Alkom," I removed my VR set, taking in my real surroundings.