《Neb, just a Nobody》Chapter 1: Young man
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Hours passed after the game was released, a young man rose from a poorly created bed, he was wearing practically nothing as the only clothing on his body was his boxer shorts. On his head was a quirky-looking headband that was full of multicolored cables plugged into a black box placed beside his bed.
After carefully dislodging the somewhat improvised explosive device on his head, he went to the bathroom to take a dump and freshen himself by taking a “real” bath. At this point in life, one can be confused about the virtual and real-life feelings so one may take a long time to process the changes and the new memories added to their brain.
So taking a bath to refresh one’s virtual-to real-life boundary was a good choice and is recommended by some medical experts, but the optimal setting for playing virtual dive games is to have a solution that fixes and enhances one’s brain cells.
After taking a bath and a meal, the young man immediately placed the Makeshift diving helmet logging back into the game he found himself manifesting from thin air, instead of just opening his eyes. This option made it so that the female players won’t be taken advantage of other players when logged out.
He materialized near a giant stone that was logged off minutes ago, he had arrived in an area where the water path is significantly larger, and the flow was very calm and enchanting. After traveling around the calm part of the river, he discovered a somewhat structure of a bench, albeit very mossy and has much leafy stuff on top of it.
Approaching the said structure, the young man was slightly shocked to see the figure of the leafy stuff on top of the bench, it somewhat resembles a human body. “It might be a skeleton” mumbled the young man, and using the knife as a stick he slowly pokes on the leaves.
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“Clink”
The knife produced an ear-piercing sound of metal colliding with metal, finding out that the figure was somewhat human, he decided to remove all of the leaves on top of the metal-like statue on top of the bench construct. After several slashes he removed all of the leaves, he was shocked. It was a statue of a creepy old man holding his dong, looking at the other side of the river, as if something was there for him to beat his stick.
“This is pretty weird, even for a fantasy game,” The young man remarks he looked at the same area the old man’s eyes were pointing at. On the other side of the river where the old man looked was a bunch of broken stones, and they were placed in a manner that looked like they were emitting particles of joy.
“Hey, brat! Stop blocking my view!” a voice boomed from the back of his ears as he was staring at the distant rocks. Turning his head around, he found out that the old man’s statue transformed into a real one.
“Wah!” the young man screamed as he jumped away like a cat whose tail got stepped on, “Who are you!? What are you!?” he screams as he takes out his knife from his waist.
“Calm down brat you're scaring the view” the old man flashed beside the young man then he forcibly covered his mouth and pointed at the distant broken stones.
“Ughh! Argh!” The young man struggles as he taps on the old man’s arms, indicating that he surrenders, it was quite an experience, suddenly getting grappled and prevented from breathing for a short interval of time is very strenuous to one’s mind.
“Oh! My bad brat, calm down now. I don’t want you to scare those beauties over there” The old man loosens his grip as he places the young man beside him as if indicating that the young man should also sit beside him and watch a couple of stones.
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“Those rocks are the statues that I left behind for my wives before they pass away one by one because of old age” The old man spoke, “It's been approximately a hundred years since this soul of mine was attached to this metal statue, and each passing year the mementos of my wives are slowly fading away along with the flow of the river”
“They were the pride and joy of my life, Asteria the tallest one in the middle, a very capable woman both in bed and in the house. Zapeljiva the blade dancer, a very lovely lass, her seductive figure is deadly in the battlefield of war and bed. Sekai, the one in front of Asteria, a girl that I saved from the orient, turned out to be an amazing warrior. Gehirn, my sweet and cool strategist wife, can create some amazing stuff out of simple materials and create plans that can turn the tides of battle in her favor. And lastly my favorite wife on the shore, Lyn, her body was very worth it to wage war with the entire lightning giants. Haha!” The old man narrated each stone across the calm river, it turns out they were the memorabilia of his wives and he was like a pervert looking at them with great passion.
“Their mementos are destroyed at this point if someone here can create new ones for them. I am also not stingy on the rewards” The old man told the young man in a very cliche manner as if addressing the cat in the room. “By the way, what is your name, young brat?”
“I am Neb. Just a nobody is wandering these woods. May I ask, how should I address you, Senior?” Neb, the young man, replied to the old master with respect and vigor. After all, this might be his chance of a lifetime.
“Just call me Senex, anyways will you help me fix the statues of my wives?” Senex replied to Neb as he took off some dirt on his shoulders.
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