April 12, 2036, Friday
9: 20 A.M
Onille got up from his bed with a raging morning stiffness. "F*cc" he cursed and went on to do the business. He did it not once, not twice, hell not even 15 times, until he was relieved from the obnoxious liveliness of his junior. He looked towards the time and mentally noted that he'll need to log back in here in 7 hours, else his character Insania might be left behind.
'I wonder if they'll do anything to my body with how vulnerable it is' Lewd images assailed his brain as he uncontrollably shudders from the intensity of his imagination. "I sure hope I don't wake up covered in their... " Onille didn't finish the sentence.
Although he was worried there was nothing he could do about it... Logging outside from towns, villages, and cities doesn't make the players avatar pixelate out of existence... They will stay motionless and defenseless until the Player logs back in... For the inhabitants of the world though, they will just think of the left behind character as a very heavy sleeper and not disturb them.
"I need to get back here by 4:30 P.M" He reminded himself as he stared at his poor rag covered in the liquid of his unborn descendants. He gulped and sighed. "I don't think that's normal. Is the game making me 10× hornier in real life as well? "
8:50
Onille walked aimlessly on the city streets as he wandered, Deep in thought about where to go. 'Maybe I should go to, naaaah that place is long gone now. How about that old bowling Alley? The mall, but which one? Or maybe a doctor? A Psychiatrist? I'm not sure that I'm as mentally stable as I used to be.'
As Onille turned a corner he bumped into a man. "AH! I'm sorry" he hurriedly apologized and beheld the man. He was tall, dark, bald headed and had a scraggy beard, but worst of all ... Onille remembered him as his old Coach with whom he shared all of his past glories with. 'Yeah that's putting it nicely, this man used me just like I used him, it was a relationship born from two desperate people using each other to climb the treacherous ladder of society. For Onille it was Poverty and for this man it was Fame.
"O-oni-nille? " the man stuttered then shouted after being more certain that he didn't get the wrong person. "ONILLE! IT IS YOU! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN all these years? Why haven't you been online? We've been contacting you online about your cars extended wa"
"Yeah I haven't opened my social media account ever since the... " Onille heaved a depressed sigh. "Incident"
"Oh... Then YOU REALLY NEED TO COME WITH ME, I'd love to introduce you to the new bloods I've been training" the
"Ah you still crave that fame that you got being the coach of an undisputed winner" Onille's expression darkened and he turned around slowly walking away.
"What was that? Hey! I'm talking TO YOU! " the man attempted to grab Onille's shoulder, but he suddenly felt his entire body being lifted off the ground, only for it to be slammed on the pavement, he groaned in pain and admiration at how he a grown man could be lifted that easily off the ground.
With bloodshot eyes, Onille glared at the man lying on the ground spread eagle and said in a threatening tone. "Don't touch or talk to me as if were long time buddies." Then he turned another corner and disappeared.
Guess the anger still runs deep... That man, was one of the people that let Onille rise to the top but also fall to the pits of despair when he finished school. He was promised an amazing scholarship into a respectable University where he doesn't need to pay for anything.
But it was all a lie... There was no such thing as scholarship for students like Onille. There was only a contract to attend as a part time coach inside a University.
Onille couldn't fathom how it happened, how he got duped so splendidly that he didn't even notice it until it was too late. He couldn't afford a lawyer nor did he have any evidence to actually win a case and because Onille was a jockey without any prior knowledge of how laws works he didn't know what to do during that time.
"What's past has passed, What's done is gone, I should move on." Onille muttered with gritted teeth and clenched fists, reciting a mantra he swore to himself a long time ago he repeated what kept him sane after the collapse of his own dream. Though Onille was seething with barely controlled Fury he suddenly had an epiphany. "Thinking about it now, couldn't I afford to go to College with the amount I have? Heck not even just go I might even finish it!"
"Though that does cut back my gaming time and I really don't want to do that since I feel like that'll be my source of income." Onille said, he continued muttering as he walked.
"First things first though, I need to change my place of residence. It has to be somewhere near walking distance of a University, though rent prices near such establishments tend to be pricier than normal, it's not that bad to splurge once in a while."
"Mommy, what is that man talking about? " A child right next to him innocently asked.
"I'm not sure sweety, let's go now" the mother, a woman of moderate beauty affectionately replied.
Onille thought long and hard on what to do and considered his options. The first one being to find a pent house near a UNI and pay for it himself. The second option is to find a person that has a pent house near a university and become roommates with them thus splitting the cost of rent. And the third one is. ..
As if an unknown being heard his plight, a poster that got torn off from a wall slapped his face then in the same breath got carried away by the wind.
"Wait DID I just read that correctly? FREE DORMS?"
Onille hurriedly turned to the direction of the fleeing paper and scanned the streets, the wind was strangely illusive as it blew the printed flier quite a distance from him. 'How'd it get over there? ' Onille thought as he found the parchment at the top of a 10 ft street lamp.
Onille sprinted at top speed, jumped on the steel railings without breaking momentum, then jumped on the street lamp, his speed propelled him to reach the top and grab the paper. Most onlookers thought it was some sort of performance with how exquisite Onille moved.
But the reality wasn't even close, Onille wasn't even close to grabbing the poster stuck on the farthest lamp and he landed with a heavy thud. He then realized the amount of eyes that were watching him after his stunt and he couldn't help but blurt aloud. "DaMN I didn't reach it"
After hearing such words the crowd went on their way, dismissing what they saw as another youthful act. Onille heaved a sigh of relief after they dispersed.
'I'm sure it's a scam anyways' Onille doubted the authenticity of the paper and turned around only to find that exact same poster on the glass pane of a store.
[ATTENTION! FREE DORMS!
This coming semester is the grand opening of two new Dormitory buildings erected by Dotsberg University, located at Lamisaley Street.
New and Old students can now file an application to live in the dormitory for FREE!!!
Requirements:
Form 160
Valid ID
Previous Residence
Guardian Names
IF YOU ARE AN ASPIRING STUDENT This coming school year 2036-2037 APPLY NOW
Send an email containing your requirements to DotsbergUNI@gmail. or contact us through our Telephone number 1111-2637-259 for more information]
"Well that's something" Onille said as he slid the paper to his back pocket... "I might give it a try since it's new semester is 2 months from now." Next stop for Onille is getting a Valid ID which hopefully would be finished before 4:30.
...
5:45 P.M
Onille huffed in exhaustion after getting in his old decrepit room and hurriedly logged back in. "SHIT SHIT SHIT! THEY'RE GONNA LEAVE ME BEHIND, THEY'RE GONNA LEAVE ME BEHIND! "
*Ting
Welcome to Epic of the Gods.*
His vision darkened then the familiar sensation of his avatars body could be felt... With a single twitch of his fingers he opened Insania's heavy eyelids.
"You must've been dead tired huh? " The familiar voice of Mal could be heard and Insania found himself slung on the back of his tamed wolf like a wet rag.
"ugh... How long was I out?" Insania asked as she got off the wolfs bag and stored back her sleeping gear.
"8:00 hours give or take... I hope you're fine after we just slung you over this guys back"
"Oh please, I barely felt a thing. " Insania scoffed and gave the wolf pats abd scratches.
"Pretty amazing how you didn't wake up after we moved you that roughly." Mal said with a smile.
'WHAT?! the hell does he mean by that?' Insania hurriedly shook off the horrible thoughts that assailed her mind and opted to change topic "What is this good boys name? " she was d gesturing at the wolf.
"That's a girl and I haven't named her yet, don't really want to get too attached to her knowing she'll get replaced easily" Mal answered exasperated.
"Don't you think that's a bad idea? Shouldn't you get to bond with your tamed monsters regardless if they just come and go in your life. The amount of which you take care of them each individually might dictate your Taming Mastery skill and your class as a whole." Mal took in the advice Insania said and nodded.
"Maybe you're right." Her words rung in his mind like a bell that also echoed with his heart.