One month had passed.
"Hey, did you hear there's a rouge player killing other players even in the safe zone?"
"Is that a player? Someone told me it's a monster that looks like a human."
"Maybe this is a new type of monster or boss!"
"They said it was protecting the NPCs though. Oh, maybe if we kidnap some NPCs we can lure it?"
"Bro, you're a genius."
"KEE! THIS IS SO EXCITING!"
Rumors of a rogue player or creature, resembling a werewolf or NPC, spread among players in the virtual world, tensions escalate. The player base divides into factions, with some believing it to be a dangerous enemy, while others remain skeptical, considering it a mere rumor.
In response to the growing unrest, powerful guilds like VOLCAN take action, aiming to uncover the truth and protect their members. They send out scouts and investigators to gather information and determine the nature of this mysterious entity.
This virtual world becomes a battleground of uncertainty, fear, and intrigue as players grapple with the unknown threat lurking within their supposed safe zone.
--[Volcan Guild Hall]
The air in the grand hall was thick with anticipation, crackling like a storm on the horizon. As the woman with the long, elegantly tapered ears approached the wooden board, a hushed silence fell over the assembled players, their gazes locked on her every move.
With deliberate care, she affixed a piece of paper to one of the vacant slots in the quest board, the words etched upon it catching the ambient light and casting a bewitching glow:
[WANTED: A mysterious monster had been killing players on the north-east part of the city of Euquator.
Quest Rank: C
REWARD:
Capture: 200 gold
Kill: 100 gold
[It wears beast-type armor and wields a fearsome sword.]
"OHHH"
"well, well, well what do we have here"
"YOO"
The declaration hung in the air, its weighty implications echoing through the hall. Players of diverse appearances, each clad in a unique assortment of armors and wielding weapons that ranged from exquisite to monstrous, converged upon the quest board. Their reactions varied, some brimming with an eagerness born of fascination and curiosity, while others bore expressions tainted by the shadow of unquenched bloodlust.
"ez money,"
The player at the back declared, his grin stretched into an eerie visage as he spun around, his steps echoing ominously on the guild hall's floor. With an air of nonchalance, he headed for the exit, eager to set his sights on the promised rewards.
Inside the hall, a wave of collective determination rippled through the assembled players as they heeded the call to action. In an instant, they began to cluster, forming a party destined to confront the enigmatic threat that had sent shivers down their spines.
As the party leader, Noobmaster89, stepped forward to take the helm, the others followed suit, each bearing a unique name that carried the weight of their virtual identities:
Party Leader: Noobmaster89
Party Member: Jezuskrayst
Party Member: Cream123
Party Member: PieLord
Party Member: z0r00
Together, they became a force to be reckoned with, ready to embark on a quest fraught with uncertainty and danger, their individual skills and equipment merging into a formidable collective. The resonance of their shared resolve lingered in the air as they prepared to venture forth into the heart of the unknown.
--Meanwhile
Within the confines of the Vlue Whales Guild,
An air of hushed anticipation filled the room. The guild members went about their business, but an undercurrent of tension underscored their every move. Their leader, a man adorned in striking blue metallic mythril armor, stood at the center of it all, his piercing gaze locked onto the holographic displays before him.
"Master, should we make a move?" inquired one of his loyal attendants, his voice laced with deference and respect. He adjusted his glasses, a subtle gesture of contemplation.
The guild leader remained composed, his demeanor calculating. He deliberated each option with the weight of impending decisions. "Not yet," he responded, his voice carrying an authoritative tone. "Let's observe a little more."
With a nod of acknowledgment, the attendant bowed respectfully and withdrew from the room, leaving the guild leader to his thoughts. The gears of fate had begun to turn, setting into motion events that would shape the future of the virtual world.
Outside the guild, players were becoming increasingly aware of Eidos, the mysterious figure who had been hunting players. His presence was no longer that of a passive observer; he was slowly but surely assuming a leadership role, gaining recognition and influence among the player community.
As the world's intricacies unfolded, alliances shifted, and motivations deepened, Eidos found himself at the center of a rapidly evolving narrative, a force to be reckoned with in this dynamic and unpredictable digital world.
**
*SLASH*
As Eidos swung his weapon with precision, the goblin-like monster fell before him, its digital form dissolving into a blue hue before vanishing completely.
[You killed a monster.]
Despite his victorious battles against various creatures, Eidos couldn't help but let out a sigh of frustration. His efforts had yielded no rewards, no precious items, and no valuable coins. The lack of drops left him pondering his unique position in this world.
"sigh This is the 10th different monster that I've killed, and nothing drops," Eidos mused aloud to himself, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Maybe because I'm not a player?" He couldn't help but wonder if his origins were the reason for his lack of loot and rewards.
"Achuuu!" Did I catch a cold? or someone is talking about me?"
"Anyway, I'm starting to get these stats based on the effect on my body."
Eidos found himself engrossed in the intricate workings of his body and the ever-increasing statistics that seemed to govern his existence in this world. With a sense of curiosity and determination, he decided to take a closer look at his status, tapping the corresponding word on his inventory screen.
Status points: 78
As he examined the numbers before him, he began to understand the significance of each statistic and its impact on his capabilities.
STR: 104 [add]
Eidos realized that increasing his Strength directly affected the power of his attacks. With each point added, he could feel a tangible surge of energy coursing through him, making his strikes more potent and deadly.
INT: 125 [add]
His Intelligence, on the other hand, played a crucial role in enhancing his magical abilities. As he allocated more points to this attribute, his MP increased, granting him access to a broader range of spells and strengthening his magical prowess.
DEF: 69 [add]
Although Eidos understood the importance of defense, he found that he didn't require an excessive amount of it. His high Agility allowed him to evade attacks with ease, rendering him less reliant on a sturdy defense.
AGI: 280 [add]
His Agility was a standout attribute, providing him with exceptional speed and reflexes. Eidos knew that this high Agility allowed him to dodge incoming attacks swiftly and gracefully.
WIS: 21 [add]
The meaning of Wisdom remained elusive to Eidos. He hadn't yet grasped its significance in this world, but he had no doubt that it held its own unique importance.
DEX: 55 [add]
Eidos recognized the value of Dexterity in equipping various items and equipment. He decided to save some of his points for this attribute, ensuring that he could take full advantage of powerful gear when he came across it.
LUCK: 73 [add]
Lastly, Luck was a mysterious yet intriguing statistic. Eidos couldn't help but wonder how it influenced his fate and the outcomes of his actions.
With his newfound understanding of his stats, Eidos was determined to fine-tune his abilities and become an even more formidable presence. Every point he allocated felt like a step toward unlocking his true potential and achieving his goals.