" I am the best swordsman in the whole world of game7even. You should have seen me, you should have seen the great me and how I defeated the ghost king of Goguryeo, and its army. I swung my sword running in the highest speed I could muster, stamping my foot with force.
Thunder stroked with lightning, the seven seas splinted fearing my arrival, the cloud pave way from my exquisite glorious perfect swings. Accompanied by the flame dragon of yong jong jun"
"Wait, hold up!! Hoooold up!!! Dude. Who is the hell is yong jong jun? I never heard of him before. I don't trust your mighty adventures of lies you have been filling my ears with, Toby. You are boasting again, aren't you". I stop my wheelchair and lift the head looking at his excellency, pack of lies Toby behind me bragging for things I presume never happened.
[FOLLOW MAPPING DESIGNATED AREA] An Ai voiced out
After we pressed our ear gear and log in to the game. We were directed to a point in the city where the boss monster would appear, and usually, we meet other ranking players who want to defeat the boss monster and win the prize however we are determined to win it.
The day falls into evening, and we stood in front of a field with an overhead train bridge with a subway train chugging across the train tracks. It shook loudly and let out a metallic sounds.
I see multiple players with different game avatars on their shoulders or beside them. I see a slender lady with round glasses holding a heavy artillery sniper gun, dressed like a cyberpunk soldier. This kind of player pose to be quite highly intelligent and quiet.
She is beautiful, shortcut brown curly hair shaven on the side. I see a name atop of her head, Dianna Dina and next to her his a bald black man with brown eyes, big with well-built muscles, military pants and a brown shirt that seems to bring out his muscles. He has a large sword behind his back.
I roam my eyes among all these players, some with cat faces, other fairies, guns etc. but one I see looking dangerous. There's no name atop his head, is it even possible to switch off the name tag? He is a tall, sneering man with red hair. He has broadness of shoulders and was massive. Can't make up his face, but has a scar between his head to his right eye.
Observing is one of my best specialty, looking at people and suddenly these strange dude blocks my part of vision.
A fat boy with large bulging stomach. He is tall with blonde haired jelled to the side. I would not describe him as good-looking though most women would probably admit that he's passable arms have size to them, but not from muscle but mere fat.
I do not doubt that is stomach his, is un pleasurable to look at in nearly every way, he is beneath me. He's even eating crunches, sweating. As I continue to sit there defiantly with a little smile on my face. He really does not deal well with confrontation. His breathing is a little labored. It's honestly sickening to behold.
"Where are you from? Attempting to make a casual conversation.
"California".
", Heh, California eh? I'm from a little further north myself. Still, it's good to see so many players from California here to battle the final boss. Crunch munch. Munch"
I don't bother to reply to whatever he says for which is rather obvious, he is merely making light conversation for speaking.
I'm not a fan of that. He eyes staring at my wheelchair wondering how I intend to fight with a wheelchair. He tries to be friendly in other to ask the same question every player looking at me is itching to ask. Well, Jesus perform a miracle, and so I should sort out their curiosity.
"Marco Luca, is my name and you?
"Tommy Ryan". I press a button on my wheelchair and everything begins to shift. The tires curve in to skaters and the metal handles transforms into ex skeletal legs up to my lap. The leather sits transforms into a bag pack behind my back with a belt circled around my waist. Two futuristic cyber blades appears in my hand.
The surprise looks and shock as the transformation shifted before their very eyes. I began to skate round, testing my black robotic skaters. I pressed a button and the skaters hid behind my ankles and just a metallic boot. The time appointed began to count from ten to one. I have just a regular white School sleeves on.
Toby stands beside me, all transform into a bright red Japanese samurai robotic warrior suit with a mask of a demon holding two long katanna sword. Other players shift into Various form of medieval clothing such as dark magicians, knights, kings, and others holding guns and various weapons.
The count-down counts to one, I see drones in the sky and the surrounding environment with cars, train, bridge, houses and various towering buildings begins to shift from modern houses into a tarven Inn with woods and bricks, a large house shifts to castle with cobble brick floors, medieval rampart walls, towering castles with brown twin towers.
The cars shifting into wagons and in matter of seconds. The environment is being dated back to the medieval era with some CGI VFX virtual effects.
The clouds open up with a tornado cloud of fire and a creature with the head of an Eagle and body shape of a horse with eagle wings appears. On top of it is a warlord general with a metallic T shape helmet, armored to the teeth with Korean electronic metal armors from his neck to his feet holding a saber red long glaive
"Hey, Toby, you said you defeated Yong jong jun, ghost king of Goguryeo however I can see that giant general bearing the same name. Toooobi" I shift my gaze.
"Haha haha, I forgot, those epic battles were fought in my dreams. I forgot to conclude that part".
"Tooooby, I knew you were lying and boasting ass whole"
"Hehehehehe. It time to defeat the real thing. You were down, so I decided to package some lies to lighten your day". He brushes his finger under his nose.
The eagle screams and a rapid shock wave spread across the city. The Ghost king comes down from his horse, creature standing two stories tall. He is a freaking towering giant with two green HP bars and Four MP on the left side of his head.
"Rooooooor!
Vibration and shock waves in frequency echos from his mouth. He swings down his giant red glaive accompanied by a massive amount of force and wind towards the incoming running players.