In a certain luxurious bedroom within a heavily-guarded estate in a South Asian country, there was a Game Pod.
At this moment, the Game Pod slowly opened, and a hand suddenly extended from inside.
Then it was followed by a scream of utter agony.
"Ah!!!!"
Having roared that, there was no further movement. Then a relatively young man climbed out from within, his head drenched in sweat, his eyes bloodshot, his other hand covering his head.
His expression could be described as twisted.
When he struggled out of the Game Pod and weakly leaned against the wall, he violently struck his head with his hand.
"Smack smack smack smack."
"Ah!!!" Another cry filled with pain came from his mouth.
He blinked hard as the distorted vision from the game had not yet restored to normal. Everything he looked at was blurry and even upside down.
"Night Ghost, what, what have you mastered!!" Despite some loss of sight and confusion, his eyes were filled with fear.
