《B.L.A.N.K- The search for the meta》Escape!
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What does it mean to be a conscious player in achieving a goal? Inspiration and circumstance often dictate action, but fundamentally there is more. What is that force that drives you? Where does it come from, and what separates it from the rest? Is it the soul? Is the force that drives me my very being itself, or some external force outside of myself. I have always chosen to believe that I am the orchestrator of my own fate. I must utilize every facet of my skill for the greatest challenge I would face yet.
The crowd of players waiting at the exit to the arena.
My worst nightmare.....noobs.
As I drew close to the exit, the cluster of people began assaulting my ears with their selfish comments, " Hey, show me how you got your skill so high!", " What's your secret! ", " Show me! ", " You cheater, you make us look bad!".
The comments were already giving me a headache, and I was still 20 ft away!
Suddenly I saw a figure within the crowd that I recognized and a plan began to formulate in my mind.
His name was Tordek, and he was known as the "Silver Tongue". He could talk his way out of any situation and was famous for ruthless and cut-throat recruiting methods. He worked as a recruitment agent for the number 6 guild, known as Hades. This guild has been in contention with the five since the start of blank, and have been almost successful thanks to Tordek and his methods. He had an eye for talent and no doubt that was his purpose here. I would not be a pawn in his game. I had watched many videos of him and had determined that he was a detestable human being.
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These noobs were here for one purpose, to get something for me. They are the type of players that haven't taken the time to do research or try hard, they just want a handout.
I walked up to the crowd and then pretended to suddenly recognize Tordek. I called out to him with a shout, "Tordek! Thank goodness your here! "
The crowd parted and I rushed up to him. I grabbed his hand and shook it profusely. " THANK YOU! THANK YOU!"
Tordek was beyond confused, he had never met me and had no idea what was going on. I addressed the crowd with as loud of a shout as I could muster. "Tordek here sold me the secret for only one gold. Best money I ever spent! I'm just a noob!".
Tordek began to protest but I interrupted him, " Don't be modest. This was all your idea. He told me he wasn't leaving here until he shared the secret with each and every one of you!"
Tordek put his hands up and protested but it was too late, the damage was done. The noobs surrounded him and I snuck off into the crowd, using my small size to worm my way through. Activating my inventory screen I un-equipped my leather armor and re-equipped the disguise I had been wearing when I arrived with Olaf.
I managed to escape from the crowd and quickly headed for the exit to the city. With only had 50 silver left, I couldn't afford the town portal. This meant traversing through dangerous territory in order to get back to the beginner village. Oh well, it would have to be done. At least I won't lose any experience if I die, cause I don't have any. Though with my luck it will give me a negative amount.
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I was curious so I pulled up the hall of fame stats for lowest level class change.
1.Thorn-Level 0
2.Immaculate-Level 7
3.Notlimah-Level 8
4.Twitch-Level 8
5.FlamingNaomi-Level 8
6.Lee Roy Jenkins-Level 8
7.Bullwinkle-Level 8
8.Cartman-Level 8
9.Fubar-Level 8
10.Magical Trevor-Level 8
Wow, it looked like I cheated. No one was even close to me.
I closed the screen and moved to the exit. A woman's voice stopped me as I neared the gate, "Hey where are you going?"
I turned around and smiled, "Naxila! What a surprise!".
I truly never thought I would never see any of them again.
She smiled at me and softly said, " You trial was very entertaining, and enlightening. You are very talented, have you ever.."
I held my hand up to silence her as I finished her sentence, " Consider joining a guild, not at the moment or in the foreseeable future. I want to explore the world, and don't want to be tied down. ".
She smiled and nodded, " I understand, if you change your mind just contact me. Lord Justice sent me with a parting gift. It seems he has taken a liking to you, which is unusual. Take it, and I hope to see you again. "
She tossed me a bag that had 5 gold in it and disappeared like a ghost.
I smiled and silently thanked whatever god had my back, thinking to myself as I changed my direction. " I guess I don't have to take a long way after all. "
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