Klaus strode purposefully through the corridors, his destination clear in his mind. His dormitory could wait; he had something more pressing to attend to. He veered off the path, bypassing his dormitory entrance and heading towards the arcade. It had become a routine – a way to unwind, to lose himself in a digital world that held no bearing on the chaos of his reality.
The familiar hum of the arcade greeted him as he entered. It was a world of neon lights, flashing screens, and the rhythmic sounds of virtual battles. Klaus made his way to the SR section, his anticipation building. He purchased a ticket and claimed a vacant pod, settling in as the digital realm enveloped him.
With practiced ease, he logged into his user ID: Black Mist. It was his escape, a refuge from the burdens that weighed heavily on him. But as the virtual landscape unfolded before him, his sense of solace was shattered.
