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Revenge! By An Obsessed Fan

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Obsessed with the novels Aurelia had read in her teenage years, she spent all her free time playing the new virtual game, wishing that she did not need to come back. Who would have thought that the new game would finally fulfill her wish. Now that she was struck here as her favorite character, she needed to take revenge as the fan. “A tribute to the weak girl that always reminds me of my childhood. Now I will teach all of them a good lesson!” But what if the story changes and the survival game turns much more realistic than she had thought!

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Chapter 1A New World

Under the dark underground prison where the stench of alcohol and blood was so strong that it can make anyone nauseated, a girl was sitting as if it was her home.

There was a smirk on her face which soon turned into a frown as she attacked the villain with a forceful roundhouse kick but the enemy did not fall off.

She ran to punch that big fat bald guy when the scene in front of her vanished and the darkness ensued.

"Would you stop playing that game now?"

Said the man cleaning the blood from the ground but his own clothes were stained red.

The girl who was stained red too stared at him with a frown.

"Alec! I was going to kill that bastard when you stopped the vr machine." he looked at her as if she was a fool or had lost her mental balance.

"Ruth, if you look around, you have killed four men tonight. I do not understand why a strong mercenary like you who can kill others in the blink of an eye needs to kill the enemies in VR games? These are for kids or for weak."

He looked at the VR machine as if it was an element of black magic and she was possessed with it when she rolled her eyes.

Even if she would explain it, he would never understand. No one would understand, she was not a mercenary, a killer by choice. But when she played the game, she fought for righteousness that is.. Her choice!

She gave a self deprecating laugh and stood up.

"Since you have handled everything here, I am going for a small walk." she dusted her clothes and started walking out towards the door.

"Hey, what about all this cleaning? Boss could also.." the words faded in the cold air as Ruth covered her face with her hoodie and mixed in the crowd.

She had no face, no name, no family, no identity, she was just a shadow, that only knew how to mingle in the crowd.

Loving someone, starting a family, these words were not for her. She was a killer, the one who breaks families.

She stopped in front of an ice cream cart. The winter night was chilly with frost waves that were cutting her.

But when she saw two kids staring at the ice cream cones, she could not resist.

She walked towards the men and gave her all the money she had while pointing at the kids.

"Ice cream.. Free ice cream for the kids. Anyone can have but one will get only one." all the kids blinked and ran towards the cart with joy in their eyes.

They covered the whole cart while pointing at all the flavors they could see. Their smile was no less than the light of the twinkling stars.

"I still have a few dollars left madam." The man looked around confused.

He was sure the woman was around just a second ago. He did not feel her moving.. He kept looking but there was no one.

Ruth looked at the smiling kids from the other side of the street. The soft sigh she left created a small smog in front of her face.

"Did you hear the Real World company is launching their new masterpiece tonight. It is said that this virtual game is no match to any other released before." her eyes perked up.

Ruth only has one obsession. It was a virtual game. It was a way to run away from this reality.

Her favorites were one with the medieval era or victorian era. The lifestyle of the princess and royal had always fascinated her

"Too bad, they will only sell a hundred pieces today and the next batch will be out after three months." her steps halted and the shine in her eyes turned into a frenzy look.

Her eyes squinted at the shop they entered with an evil glint as she chuckled.

When she placed her hands in her pocket it was empty. She should have at least saved some coins to return.

Shaking her head, she entered the building. She was looking around like a kid, she was nothing special no one would notice her.

But her eyes were no less than scanning cameras that were noticing every single thing in the room.

She looked at the VR machine that was placed in the center for exhibition.

"Today is the pre launch of the best machine in the world. It has hundred times better modules and reality checkers that will give you a chance to live in the world you desire.

It comes with a hundred different kinds of background settings from historic period to another world, era of witches to dragon hunt, it fulfills all your fantasies.

But only a hundred pieces would be sold tonight. Thank you for your patience and patience. Our team member Eve will guide you about its working and the sales will start in an hour. Thank you." The big screen behind the woman started to show the machine and its functions and specifications where a girl was explaining every part of it.

Ruth stayed and listened to her for a few more minutes when her eyes sparkled. The other girl had finally opened it.

She stealthily looked at the numbers she pressed in the lock and smirked.

When everyone was busy with the explanation, she sneaked, being part of the shadows was her forte and soon she was in front of the door and pressing the keys that the woman pressed.

It only took her a few seconds. Since the game was about to launch in a few seconds, all the guards were busy dealing with the crowd.

The one standing there was already the victim of her personal perfume.

She smiled and then walked in stealthily ready for more guards when she found one VR machine.

Her happiness knew no bounds when she noticed it was attached to a recliner ready to be used.

Without waiting for a second, she laid and started it.

"Welcome to the Real World. Choose the world you want to experience with us."

"My favorite, 18th century, an era of witches."

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