《Second Chronicle's》Chapter 1- Transmigrated
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Mylo was currently lying in the hospital bed. Counting his remaining time before his life finally fades away. No one around to say they’re goodbyes. Mylo already knew what awaited him in his death bed. He knew he would die alone. His wife passed away a few years ago, he didn’t have any children and all his friends passed away before he did. Although must people would feel saddened being in his position, Mylo found those though trivial. But he wasn’t exempted from having regrets.
“Ha- if only I lived a bit longer, I’m sure I could have…”
Mylo only had one regret. And that was not to be alive to play the first virtual RPG game ‘Second Chronicle’s’. Chronicles, a historical account of facts and events arranged in chronological order; as per the definition written inside the dictionary. As the name implies ‘Second chronicles’ is the start of an untold historical event yet to be recorded. Players will be able to create their own stories and make history in this second world. A world where magic exists, treasure hidden and danger in every corner.
“Just thinking about what crazy build I could have made. What a shame…”
Mylo dreamed of playing a VR game since his youth, unfortunately technology couldn’t progress fast enough.
“93 years of false hope…”
Mylo slowly closed his eyes, his breath started shortening and his heartbeat gradually stopping.
“Yes…truly… a…shame…”
Mylo Cosmo, age 93. Reason of death; heart failure.
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“…”
“Is this death? Why is it so dark?”
“…”
“What is that? Light? Is it the entrance to paradise?”
Mylo slowly raised his body and started walking toward the mysterious light in front of him
“Oh, my body feels so light! I guess I’ve been giving a suitable body to head to paradise. Good, no more back pain.”
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The closer Mylo got to the light, the closer he felt lost.
“Wasn’t the entrance to paradise supposed to be a giant golden gate or something grand? Why is it a small door?”
Mylo thought to himself that he was but a mere mortal and not worthy of questioning it. He finally reached the light and grabbed the handle leading to heaven.
“I wonder what paradise looks like.”
He turns the handle and slowly pushes the door open.
“WHOAAAAA! THE LIGHT IS SO STRONG! AS EXPECTED FROM PARA-“
Before Mylo could finish his speech, what awaited him behind the door surprised him.
“Paradise…i-is a toilet?”
“…”
“NONSENSE!”
“WHERE AM I?”
Mylo didn’t understand what was going on. He hastily glances at his right and left and saw a mirror hanging in the wall. What he saw surprised him.
“W-WHAT!”
“WHAT’S GOING ON!?”
What he saw was a young man around his early 20s, about 5.11 cm, black hair and black eyes.
“W-WHO…A-AHHHH”
As he was questioning his situation, he felt a sudden unimaginable pain in his head.
“AHHHHHH!!!!!”
Someone’s memories started to appear inside his mind; as if he was watching a movie that seemed to last 20 years but in reality only lasted a few seconds.
“T-This is…”
“My name is Mylo Cosmo, 20 years old, no relatives, no lovers and a grocery store worker…”
“It’s the year 2095…in a few hours is the release of….Second…Chronicles.”
“And I’ve just transmigrated!”
Mylo couldn’t believe his current situation. And he couldn’t yet accept it.
“Mylo…I see…you also died.”
The young Mylo died because of grief and hatred. His uncle took everything away from him. He was 15 when his parent died from a car accident. His uncle came to him, showing him respect and empathy; only to steal from him. He told the young and naïve Mylo to let him hold the life savings of his parents. Saying that his too young and immature to handle large sums of money, promising him to give it back when he turns 18. But it was all a lie. His uncle never intended on returning anything. Mylo couldn’t care less about the money, what truly hurt him was how his uncle used his parent’s death for his own agenda. Since 18, he has been fighting in court without rest. Only to be met with disappointment. Today he learned that he lost the case .He couldn’t handle his raging emotions and unfortunately died from a heart attack.
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“Mylo! For allowing me to live and fulfill my dream! Il make sure to fulfill yours!”
Mylo’s uncle used the money to establish a guild for the release of second chronicles.
“Il make sure to completely destroy what he built! You have my word!”
Mylo exited the toilet and looked around his room.
“There it is.”
Next to his bed was a virtual capsule. This machine is used to enter the virtual game, Second Chronicle’s. At midnight the servers would open, allowing billions of players to enter the game world. Mylo spent all his savings working as a cashier into the VR capsule. He planned on making a name for himself inside the game.
“Il make sure to bring you justice … but…I’m also going to have fun doing so. Making sure to destroy him with the craziest build that I can think of!”
Mylo looked at the remaining time and went inside the capsule. After a few seconds he heard a robotic female voice.
[Synchronizing Brain waves...]
[Synchronizing Complete!]
“5 minutes remaining.”
[Please wait until the servers open’s.]
“…”
[Welcome to Second Chronicle’s!]
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