Waking up was an intense pain and numbness, since he hadn't gotten payed he'd been shocked by the sarcastic voice.
>> Host you failed to meet requirements <<
Like he hadn't notice when the timer hit zero 20 minutes after Franes had gotten drunk and Gina had driven him home. Sion had fallen to the floor in such pain and agony it hadn't even been a laughing matter, he didn't even last a minute before he was out.
*ding*
His hearing had become sensitive as he walked out of his room and to his front door, another notification about school. He'd held it off for so long on the account their was a part of him that still dreaded about that environment regardless of his changes. But touching the hologram on the door he decided, he'd go today. It didn't have to be the hell he'd always endured. It could be different, at least he'd hope for that.
Suddenly a vibration in his pocket caused his thoughts to become shattered as he pulled out his phone. He hadn't changed out of the outfit he'd worn yesterday to the photo shoot. Seeing the screen it read 'boss',
'She seriously named herself boss in my contacts?'
Answering her she yelled through the phone,
"Sales are incredible! Who would have thought your model skills were good enough to captivate people!"
Was that a compliment or an insult? "Everyone got a copy early this morning of the 5 of us but you were rated a solid 9/10 for fresh looks! Do you realise what this means!?" Sion had to hold the phone away from his ear as her screaming would have caused his left ear drum to burst. "This means that our industry is about to get some serious attention and money!"
That whole sentence didn't register except 'money', he hadn't noticed before but when he didn't eat he became sluggish. It was like eating helped him through the day when at the start it was just a means to make him sick.
"Since this is good news, I decided to pay everyone early! So enjoy your share!" As if it was just sent his phone received a notification of $200,000 had just been put into his account.
"Wait! How much did you send me?" He blurted out as his finger swiped the notification and looked at the large sum in his account. A joke right? This was a joke, it had to be. He knew the had a lot of resources and money but this much for one photo shoot? She had to be mad.
"I sent you a little extra since I know you're doing it tough, you can thank me later since I have to go." With that she was gone and Sion simply had not taken his eyes off the large sum.
>> Host please finish daily tasks, otherwise a penalty will be reinstated <<
> Daily tasks
- Run (0km/5km)
- Eat (0kj/10.780kj)
- Sleep (2hrs / 8hrs)
> estimated time to finish, 01 days, 6hours , 30mins <<
'Oh now you show me' he bitterly thought as the voice seemed to scoff at Sion.
In all this time he really hadn't seemed to take a full look at what he now called his status that the voice would show him. He'd done a bit of research on it too only for games and popular pop culture to come up,
which didn't help Sion in the slightest except for general concept.
Apparently he would have an inventory but when he tried to get this to appear or something nothing happened. In fact the only thing that did happen was a constant,
>> Error <<
The voice didn't seem to understand what he was implying at all. He'd tried all the things he'd seen in all the games from, summoning and yelling weird chants to looking at his lvl which had stayed the same this entire time. The voice once again not seeming to understand his request on how to level up simply stated
>> Error <<
Was there something he wasn't doing right? Sure he was a bit ignorant about all this but it wasn't really his fault. His mother had been strict with him since he was 3, although at the time their family wasn't anything big. His mother was a well known figure and his father was a much loved porter.
*ding*
His head snapped to his hologram mailbox on his door once again only to see his face on it. As if he just had a stroke he seemed to stop every function in his body. He'd not seen it wrong, that was his face on a magazine's front cover. Even though he'd still been getting used to what he looked like, he couldn't mistaken his eyes. That was indeed him, as he touched the hologram to open the magazine. Immediately he was hit with comments and people's thought when he saw his page.
"Oh my fuck- who is that?"
"An new model? He's breathtaking"
"Is he an upcoming Idol, hunter?"
"Please tell me who this is!"
It was then Sion realised no one actually knew who he was, he'd asked for his name not to be featured.
"Why isn't his name in this!"
"Who is that?"
Should he let Franes go public with his name after all? Closing the hologram magazine he looked at his last notification once more and then the time.
12:56pm
He was going to be late but he'd make the remaining school day.
Deciding not to be bothered with changing Sion simply washed his face and applied deodorant before stepping out with his old bag that he'd soaked for hours to get the smell out of. He was really going to do it, he was going to face his demons.