A common routine (prologue)

"Victory"

A young man with a bored expression yawned as he received the same notification.

He had already gotten used to hearing those words during the last 6 years, in the middle of the game he started playing with only his left hand since he knew the result, a landslide victory in minute 6. His enemy couldn't even give up if he wanted to, because the game was already over.

Actually, he was playing World Cup Number 4, and this game was the last one.

Although all participants were required to play on an official site, he had somehow gotten rid of that restriction.

Ignoring messages from his teammates, he went to sleep.

That was his routine for the last few years, no one could interrupt that habit that he had developed during the last pandemic.

*Ring*

*Ring*

For some reason he had forgotten to turn off his cell phone, maybe it was some message from his clients. He works Elo-boosting accounts in any video game that requires hands and skills. He earns a lot of money, after all there are many people who love to spend his money on simple things.

Uninterested in getting up, he threw down a couple of pillows and silenced his smartphone.

At last there was silence.

Another normal day... I guess tomorrow I'll look for something more difficult...

Those were his last thoughts before falling asleep.

...

The same person woke up the next morning. For some reason he felt stronger than ever. Sensing the strangeness in his body, he got up hurriedly.

He soon reacted, he realized that his body had shrunk. His room had completely changed and now he had an oriental design.

He tried looking for a mirror to observe his appearance, but couldn't find anything that reflected his face. Although he didn't need it, because deep down he knew he wasn't the same anymore.