"Haa… I'm so bored." Said a person who was sitting in the back of his mathematics college class.
"Dante, I don't care if you don't pay attention, but at least stop talking! Its disturbing the other students." Said the professor in an admonishing tone.
Dante only responded with a quick snort, causing the professor to sigh and turn away. Dante was a great student for the college, whether that be in or out of class. His grades were perfect, and this fact was recognized by the professors causing them to not care about him paying attention. He also had a great social life, he was always going to parties and participating in college events. But this was only on the outside, on the inside he had a reason for doing these things. And that reason was a simple one, he was just… bored.
While he did go to parties and participate in college events quite often, he found them boring. The only reason he continued to go to those events was because he was so bored that he was praying that he may find one of the events or parties' fun. Finding entertainment was an extremely difficult thing for him to do and he was in college of all places. Here he should be having the time of his life, but he wasn't, he couldn't help but feel wronged because of that.
"Class is dismissed, I won't be here tom…." As soon as the professor said that class had ended, Dante quickly left the classroom. This was his last class for the day, so he decided to go home and waste his time of boredom on a nap. Napping wasn't enjoyable to him; it was just a way to pass time instead of sitting in boredom.
After walking into his apartment, he greeted his roommates and headed to his room. His two roommates were the people who he had the best relationships with. Dante's parents abandoned him at a young age saying that he was 'too much' to handle for them, he wasn't really bothered by it anymore but at one point he would cry himself to sleep about it.
Right before Dante was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered that he still had a game that he had been wanting to play. It was called Grand Roses and was an RPG, but it gave the player a lot of freedom, and really had no end to the game. Many expected this to be a downside to the game, but soon changed their minds after realizing just how much content was constantly being added into the game.
Another selling point in the game was the romantic relationships. There was basically no woman or man in the game that you couldn't 'court' as long as you put in the effort. Female players could 'court' the emperor if they wanted and male players could 'court' princesses; some even tried to 'court' the empress, it was that loose when it came to relationships.
Thinking back to the game, Dante hopped out of bed and sat in front of his computer. He found Grand Roses while trying to cure his incurable boredom and quickly found it interesting. The amount of content and the freedom it gave caught Dante's attention and ever since was his main way to pass time when he wasn't studying or going to parties.
Turning on his computer, then opening Grand Roses, he was hoping that the game would be able to satisfy his boredom at least until he went to sleep. While staring at his phone while waiting for the game to load, an error message suddenly showed up.
[Error: 3719 Issue: Unknown
Press continue to try again or cancel to close the application.
Continue Cancel]
"Really…Haa" After being briefly irritated he pressed [continue] to try again.
[Error: 3719 Issue: Unknown
Press continue to try again or cancel to close the application.
Continue Cancel]
Seeing the same message, irritated Dante once again like it would any gamer. So, he decided to just press continue one more time and if it didn't work then he would restart his computer. But then the error message changed.
[Error:???? Issue: Invite
Would you like to continue?
Yes]
"[Yes] is the only option so why even ask this question. They need to work on their servers." He said as he pressed the [Yes] option. The second he pressed [Yes] he became overcome with sudden drowsiness.
"Guess I'll just play it tomorrow then." Not putting much thought into the reason behind his sudden drowsiness, he turned off his computer and hopped back in bed to get a good, comfortable rest. Little did he know, this sudden 'drowsiness' he was overcome with would lead him to his last rest on this earth.
***
Dante's dreams are usually not very interesting, just things that had happened throughout the day. When he went to a party, he had dreams about partying. When he just worked all day, he had dreams about school. Other than the occasional dream about how he wished he had a family, his mind at night was very bland. Not until tonight at least.
After closing his eyes to sleep, he quickly reopened them to find that he was in an unusual circumstance.
"Am I… dreaming?" Dante spoke these words while surveying his surroundings and found that he was sitting on what looked like a marble floor. To his left and right were large columns with what looked to be dragons coiling around them. Overall, this room looked like an extremely extravagant, or it could even be described as divine, audience chamber that would be used for a great king.
"Welcome, my king." Dante heard a very attractive feminine voice coming from behind him and quickly turned to face the source of the voice and was stunned. The source of the voice was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her twenties. Her long green hair, which reached down to her hips, contrasted with her gentle yet piercing crimson eyes to give off the aura of an alluring beauty. But what stood out the most to him though, was the black and red horns and wings she had on her back, but strangely enough it only made her look more appealing.
After admiring her looks for a split second, his mind had finally processed what she said. Even though this was a dream everything felt real, so he naturally spoke to the beautiful woman like he would a person.
"Are you talking about me?" he said in a confused tone.
"Indeed…" she said with a surprised expression
'He's talking to me like a person? All of the previous ones assumed that this was a dream and tried to get me into their beds, humph! They are not qualified to have this queen!'
Noticing that the woman was surprised about something he looked down thinking that there was something on his clothes. He then spoke in a questioning tone. "Is everything okay?"
Hearing Dante's question she quickly snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head. "Yes, my king, everything is fine. I apologize for my forcefulness, but could you come sit on the throne, please. If it accepts you then I will be able to answer any questions you have later."
Seeing her speak quickly and with how real this dream felt he suddenly thought that this wasn't as simple as a dream. But already being here he didn't see anything else to do, so he quickly followed the woman's instructions and approached the throne.
Leading up to the throne there as a staircase that was a gorgeous pearly white color with a velvety blue carpet. After walking up the grand staircase, he approached the throne and he noticed that it surprisingly transparent. He then looked at the beauty once again.
"So, I just sit in throne?" He said apprehensively, he felt that this throne was something important and was skeptical about if it could harm him or not.
"Correct, my king." She said with approving gaze. She liked that this boy was cautious and didn't just blindly sit in the throne. But she was in a hurry and didn't have time to explain that the throne wasn't dangerous, so she answered with simple words hopping not to feed his suspicion.
After a quick second to think, he came to a conclusion and spoke with an amused smile. "Fuck it, this could turn out to be interesting."
Following his words, he quickly sat down on the throne. For a few seconds he felt nothing but suddenly his eyes glazed over, and two images popped up inside his head.
The first image was of a large…blue…Dragon! But instead of being frighted he felt an intimate connection with the gorgeous beast in the image.
The second image was of a spear. The spear was transparent so he couldn't make out much about the weapon but even through the image he could tell that the spear was something powerful. Like the dragon in the previous image, he felt a connection with the spear, but not an intimate feeling like with the dragon but a feeling of possessiveness, it was like this weapon was his and he didn't want anyone or anything touching it.
After imprinting the two images into his mind, he slowly regained his eyesight. After rubbing eyes to get rid of the blurriness he noticed that the throne he was sitting on was no longer the previous transparent color, but cerulean blue and pearly white!
And he wasn't the only one in awe, the woman beside him was as well.
"Beautiful…" She said with an entranced expression, looking at him and the throne.
"What… was that?" Dante said turning to look at the woman who was standing there entranced, trying to snap her out of her trance.
"Ah! Cough…I'm afraid your time here is up so I won't have time to answer your questions, but not to worry I'm sure we will meet again soon. I promise to answer your questions to the best of my ability then, I'm sorry." Noticing that she was still staring at him, she coughed to cover her slightly blushed cheeks.
Seeing as he wasn't going to get any answers, Dante became slightly irritated. I mean who wouldn't be. First, he was kidnapped? Killed? Whatever it was he didn't appreciate the current predicament he was in and when he tried to ask questions he got told to wait?! Of course, he was irritated!
Unfortunately, Dante didn't have much time to express his irritation before another bout of drowsiness hit him.
'Haa… What's going to happen this time! Hopefully its fun…'
Even now Dante's desire for something fun and entertaining still drove his thoughts. He may be irritated but at least everything that was happening was interesting and he had the feeling that his life was going to get a lot more…fun!
With these thoughts in his mind, he finally succumbed to the drowsiness and gently fell back asleep while still on the throne, like a king after a long day of work.