Will you accept it?

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"Enjoy and explore the vast and beautiful fantasy world of Terra with an avatar like your own body."

"Experience the most realistic immersive gaming experience of a VR game with the revolutionary new technology, Heroes of Terra!!"

These words are often heard in almost all media. Especially in buildings and social media with worldwide distribution.

VR technology continues to develop, especially in the game sector. Making VR games more popular than regular games such as those on computers or mobile phones.

Of the many VR games available, there is one new VR game, Heroes of Terra, or HoT. A game that promises to be bug-free and has a realistic level reaches a percentage of 99.99%.

In addition, Nyx, the dedicated server for HoT, claims to be able to handle very many players at a time without experiencing overload.

The game caught the attention of people from all walks of life. Young people with high levels of curiosity were especially curious about what the game was like.

As for adults, those who are tired of the pressures of work to the point where it feels like it can take away almost all of their sanity want a 'breath of fresh air' for a moment.

A world without the pressure of work. A fantasy world with all its beauty.

So many people are looking forward to the launch of the VR game with the Phantom, a VR device specifically for playing HoT.

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"Son of a Devil!!!" exclaimed Nimo, a high school student.

At the back of the classroom, right in front of the metal lockers. The teenager and his three friends were beating up someone around their age.

Satisfied with the beating, the four bullyers left with the money of the boy they had beaten earlier. The boy's name was Juan.

Whimpering, he tried to get up. His body like was completely broken. He was sad and upset. The money that was taken away was the money left over for a dinner.

'Maybe, Tonight can't eat anymore,' he said to himself while holding his stomach.

He then clenched his fists tightly. If he had the power, authority, and, of course, money, he could probably repay Nimo and the others many times over for what they had done.

However, a few moments later, Juan smiled wryly. "What was I thinking?" he muttered.

The world had never been kind to him, so why wish for things that he clearly wasn't going to get?

With a long sigh, Juan hobbled towards table number two from the front. Placing his bag on the table, he pulled out a mint hoodie from inside the bag.

After putting on the hoodie, the teen with silvery-white hair walked away, out of this classroom, classroom like a hell for him.

Along the way, Juan passed by the various stores that lined the roadside. From under the hood of the hoodie, despite the glare, he could see enough people passing by.

There was a feeling of envy in the teenager's heart. He wished he too was born with a physique like theirs.

His weak body and being born with a genetic disorder called Albinism made Juan often receive discrimination. Both from the neighborhood and at the school.

The teenager looked down again. His red-colored eyes were more sensitive to light, especially sunlight. It felt like his eyes were staring at a spotlight. Dazzling.

Then he accidentally bumped into someone from the opposite direction.

"Hey, you!" An office man was angry at being bumped by someone from the front.

He pulled on the hoodie of the person who hit him, causing the hood of the person's hoodie to pop open.

"Are you blind?!" asked the office man angrily. "You—" he then immediately fell silent.

He never seen someone like this person before. His face was bruised, but that was not what surprised him. The irises of the eyes staring at him were red.

Other than that, his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were all silvery white. Let alone his skin, it was as white as porcelain. It was truly frightening!

He quickly released his grip, then walked past the person with a glance. "Oh my, I met the devil's child," he muttered.

The office man didn't realize that his mutterings had been heard by Juan.

'I also…' The teenager's jaw hardened, and his hands clenched into tight fists. The phrase 'Son of Devil' had been repeatedly uttered by the people he met.

'I also don't want to be born with this fucking body either, you know!' An irritated cry was uttered in his heart.

Then Juan felt someone grab his shoulders from behind. Turning around, there was a beautiful woman with shoulder-length black hair and her irises as black as charcoal.

She was wearing a black shirt and a knee-length skirt of matching color. In the upper right corner of the shirt, there was a white embroidered word 'Galaxy'.

The woman flashed a friendly smile. "Hello," 

"Who are you?" Juan asked the woman, a stranger.

"I am a sales promotion girl," the woman replied, keeping smiling.

Realizing his hoodie was open, Juan quickly put it back on as he said, "Excuse me."

When Juan turned around and was about to leave, his hand was suddenly held by the woman. "Wait a minute," she said.

Juan reflexively glanced at the woman. Then he looked at the woman's hand that was holding his length. She was not just holding his hand, but gripping it. Juan could not leave and had to stay here.

"Let go of this hand of yours," he said, while trying to pull out his gripped hand.

"Wait first; don't rush off like that," said the woman again.

Juan stared sharply at the woman. "What do you want?"

He did not like the treatment of the woman who claimed to be a sales promotion girl.

Still wearing a smile, the woman asked, "I just wanted to ask. Our VR Zone just opened today. So, do you want to try playing in our VR zone?"

"I don't have money to play," Juan said firmly. Because he really does not have money.

However, the woman just chuckled. Responding to Juan's words as a joke. "You can try to look around first; maybe there are games that interest you."

She immediately pulled Juan's hand and slightly forced him to enter an outlet with a sign that read 'Galaxy, The VR Zone'.

Juan was speechless at the woman's behavior. "What the..."