Chapter 14: Play while u sleep
As I left the gym and got in my truck I was still suffering from shock, Rach had really dropped a bomb on me. For two reasons, first because she booked me by name, and second because Rach said nearly a hundred grand. which is insane seeing as my normal rate for an hour session is only like two-fifty so something has changed. Shaking my head and rolling my shoulders back I started my car and got moving. On my way home I stopped and grabbed a microwave dinner, after all Ashley wasn't gonna be there to cook and I barely had the energy to work let alone do anything else.
upon getting home I found I had a letter sitting in my mail box. My house wasn't anything grand. It was the house we grew up in. Over the last few years I was able to build some extra rooms and such. The kitchen was built up just last year. The old one was torn down and refurbished into a room... Anna's room. I stood there outside that door with the stupid sign on it, Telling all to beware teenage angst ahead. She always did have a strange sense of humor. She's five years younger than me, the ripe age of 16. And yet this damn world wants to take her from me. Like hell I'll allow it.
"GODDAMNIT! IF YOU THINK I'LL LET HER DIE THEN YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT!" I roared as all the grief and fury got up with me all at once. My hand struck out stopping mere millimeters from the door before me. With a deep inhale I spun on my heel and headed to my room. Not caring for anything right now other than my sister and my one damn chance at saving her. Looking down at my phone after quickly imputing my info into the app I could see my bank balance. It was better than I hoped, If I took off the amount needed to pay the bills, The house is paid off Thank you dad, but you can't pay off utilities, not easily anyway. Moving on looking at the number a smile started to grow. Between my donations and the sponsorship that just went through a few hours ago I've got nearly eighty-grand, not quite a quarter of what I'll need but close. It's only 6g per eight hours but hey its not... Just then something came back to my mind, that stupid interview that started this all, "So before we bring on our special guest to bring everyone up to speed The Hype behind the new gaming tech is that you can use it even while sleeping and still get viable rest! For Both your mind and body!" It would seem My goals aren't quite so out of reach.
When I slid back into the capsule it was already 19:30(7:30pm), And I had eaten dinner earlier. Laying down in the capsule I closed my eyes as the strange feeling dragged me back into the waiting room where the new realm AI waited for me, "Welcome Back Player [Angels_ Soldier] to new realm." And then I was gone again, Back to where I had logged out. That's the thing about new world you didn't need to be in a safe zone to log out, and as such if you left your body in the wrong spot you could be killed in your "sleep" Opening My eyes I stood Up, Looking out the small window of my Inn room I estimated the time to be roughly 7 am, That's right In game time and out of game time were inversed, So to the "NPC's" I went to bed at noon. Looking around I found a note slipped under my door, The note said <Beware those called generals and commanders as they find solace in the arms of comrades corpses, as wolfs bane finds solace in the hearts of those who consume it.> In one way you could see this as a threat, IN another as a strange warning of necrophiliacs or you could take it like I did, As a warning of traitors.
'It would seem this place isn't as kind as I once thought.' Knowing full well whoever left the note was Likely sticking their neck out for me I set the note ablaze in my hand with a little fire magic sweeping the ashes out the window with a simple wrist flick. almost immediately someone nocked on my door. Before I opened the door readied my shield slipping it down onto my forearm in a way it wouldn't be seen, and thought 'This will be good start stream, name City of the lost'
In a different part of hell...
"FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK MMMMMEEEEEEEEEE!" Dea was Currently running for his life, as to why? Well Only he knows from what however that's simple, from other demons. "Shit, slipping a hard right Dea was already a level 7 unlike most of the over world players. as such he has a few skills to help him out, like the wrath demon skill, [Vicious dance] Its a movement skill that minimizes energy expenditure and maximizes speed and fluidity in combat and outside it. He swiftly jumped on top of a large gluttony demon who stepped in his way, using him as a launch pad to leap to a balcony of the third floor and from there do something similar to a wall jump from one building to the next until he was on the roof, "Fuck whish I had time to rest but I got to get the fuck outta here before those bastards catch up... I should send Angle a message when I get the chance. I'm gonna need some help."
Back to The City of the Lost...
As I walked through the City I kept a close eye on what happened around me. Every sideways glace, every look that was a second to long, every double glace my way I cataloged for future reference. After all the note was at the forefront of my thoughts. Things could go very bad in a new city, let alone one full of "Convicts" and "Pirates" that are hunted by most intelligent races in hell and outside of it. So by no means was I surprised when a little demon girl with green eyes and no horns tried to snatch my coin purse. Only to find herself hanging from my grasp two feet off the ground.
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Dragoman8dragon I beleive at some point I had said five years had passed but doing the math it would seem I was wrong I apologise it was actually 6 years.
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