Theory Behind Creating a "Faction"
A young man slowly removed the VR helmet he had been wearing, the pain in his stomach reminding him that he had skipped lunch.
Jack quickly headed to the kitchen, whipping himself the most delicious dinner: an omelet filled with thinly sliced ghost peppers and a nondescript gray cheese (?). Well, whatever it was, it tasted like food.
Lilly had left a note:
"Gone to study at a friend's house. Try not to die of hunger while gaming. =P"
Pfft— as if that would ever happen! He'd end up at the hospital at worst…..not that he could afford such luxury.
Talking about the old man, he was nowhere to be seen and was probably still working.
Jack wanted his help for his next step. He quickly sent him a text before hurrying back to Infinite. He decisively headed back to the village to do some business, only to be intercepted by a random party.
They eagerly addressed him:
"Oh my god, the Demon King!"