《Mortal's Game (Gods Online)》2.05
Advertisement
2.5
Michael never realized the true extent of ‘Gods Online’s’ popularity until he was at his sister’s party. In his vast experience party conversation was not centered around a video game. He talked a little with some of the party goers but it felt weird talking to Anna’s friends. Especially, once they began hitting on him. He stayed sober the entire night, he had his fear of his mother’s repercussions if he didn’t. His sister didn’t actually drink much either which was a relief.
The party was generally just weird. They separated into groups then started talking about Gods Online. The 17 year old’s moaned and whined about not being allowed to play it. While the 18 year old’s most of which had the game. Gathered together to find out where everyone was spawning. Later in the night Eric’s sister found him hiding in the kitchen.
She wore a beautiful dress, conservative but elegant. She attracted far too many gazes for Michaels liking. The first thing she said was, “I’m going to need to buy that game.” She released a tiny twinge of revulsion at the idea of playing a video game. She was very school focused was his sister. She never used to be. Like him his sister had played when they were younger. Now she just wanted perfect grades while he tried to find adult things to do. Like manage his business. Well not anymore. Now he was hyped for Gods Online. “Dads making me play it”, he replied. He patted her gently on the shoulder, commiserating, receiving death glares in the process. She looked up in surprise. “Why?” Michael laughed slightly, “he has his reasons I’m sure,” Michael shrugged his shoulders in emphasis. “You should ask dad to pre-order a capsule for your birthday. They’ll be impossible to get their hands on for a while, if it turns out to be any good. I intend to ask mother to get 5 for Mary-Anne’s.” Anna looked kind of curious. In that moment he realized that they had been heading towards the door. Stepping past someone’s bodyguard she stated, “I’ve always wondered why you don’t just adopt her.” “Who?”, he asked knowing full well who she was talking about. Anna simply raised her eyebrows. Before saying, “Its funny she has adopted you. Now you just have to adopt her.” Michael sighed, “I’ll talk to mother about it.” Ending the conversation.
Advertisement
Once they were back in the car driving back to his parents place Annabeth asked him some questions about Gods Online. Turns out she had made an early exit because she was embarrassed that she didn’t have a clue what they were talking about. After answering some of her questions she sat in a pondering silence. Michael enjoyed it.
She left him with a hug. He waved to his mother from the car. Then the car started for his own home.
He spent the drive perusing the internet searching for any new information. There wasn’t any. All the new posts on the forum was conjecture. Frustrating as hell. Finally home he sent the driver off to pick up some dinner. Then headed up to his apartment.
Once in his apartment he was struck with boredom. It was around midnight so he could have went to bed but he wasn’t exactly tired. He was also hungry. Dinner should be here in around an hour, depending on what’s open. Although late, most take-away restaurants should be open. Someone must feed the drunk party-goers.
Eventually his eye was drawn to the spare bedroom containing the capsule. Then a thought struck him, curious he entered the spare bedroom. Typed in his code, placed his hand against the small screen next to the code keyboard. One of the lights next to the typed in code flashed green. Then the capsule opened.
Lying in the now closed capsule he wondered whether this would work. It was possible that the game wouldn’t launch but he was curious. And bored. Mostly bored.
“Startup Gods Online”
There was the now familiar rush then suddenly he stood once more in the middle of the character creation area. He once again admired the graphics, was thinking of walking around but then he was interrupted.
“Someone’s keen” came a voice of amusement.
Michael spun round and became face to face with Aphrodite.
“I missed you”, he smirked. Aphrodite laughed. It was glorious. Incredibly musical. She raised an eyebrow. (Damn he wished he could do that.)
“I was bored”, he continued. Aphrodite laughed once more.
“No doubt, anybody would be bored after a party like the one you just came from.” Realizing her mistake she swiped her hand and he forgot what she said.
This time she said, “Well how can I entertain you?” Followed by a distracting wink.
Advertisement
“I was wondering if you had a mirror”
Aphrodite smirked, “You’re the first person to ask, its actually been kind of funny. Especially seeing how curious people were about how they looked.” This said she waved her hand and a full-sized mirror materialized hung on the column nearest Michael.
Looking at himself Michael was kind of disappointed. He looked almost exactly the same. His hair was styled. (It was quite cool). There was also a slight beard. Where currently he was clean shaven, his character’s beard made him look like he had forgotten to shave over the last few days. But. Instead of appearing unkempt, his character’s was tidy and refined. (Cool) He appeared a few years older than he currently was which was fine by him.
Curious at Michaels look of disappointment (and a little insulted), Aphrodite asked, “So, what do you think?”
Michael sighed then stated, “It’s kind of boring.”
“Boring?”, Aphrodite asked affronted.
Noticing her expression Michael was quick to placate her. “Well the hair style is awesome and the beard is cool but…”
“But what…?”, she asked.
“It’s kind of boring, there’s nothing to make me different than anyone else.”
“What would you want?”, she asked curious.
“I dunno… Maybe a different hair colour or eye colour. Something that makes me stand out. It could be subtle but being special would make me feel better.”, he grinned.
Aphrodite nodded to herself. Then stood unmoving for nearly a minute. Meanwhile Michael took a moment to inspect the room more closely. There wasn’t much to see. Massive room. Massive columns. Massive thrones. White marble with golden decal.
Then she was back. “I’ll think about adding something ‘special’ to your appearance. When you log into the game proper it should be there. Now, anything else?”
“Is there anything else to do?”, looking around at the rather boring room. (once you get used to its magnificence) Aphrodite smiled at him. The room flashed black then recreated itself. Almost like a slow-motion blink. Michael re-orientated himself. He was now standing on a deck. There was a brisk breeze and a slight chill. Which was not surprising seeing how it appeared he was on top of a mountain. The view was incredibly. From his angle he could see lush forests. There was a river flowing through the forest starting from the mountain then heading into the distance. It was incredible. It was fortunate he was in a game otherwise he would be flinching back from the sheer drop. Even so, he could feel his stomach doing belly flops.
“It’s incredible isn’t it.” Michael gave a start as he realized that Aphrodite was leaning against the banister beside him. She was human sized now. Exactly his height. Looking at her he found himself lost within her eyes. Then she bumped him with her shoulder, embarrassed he looked back down upon the forest below. After a few moments of silence. Feeling the cool mountain air. Aphrodite bumped him once more. “Look” She pointed to their right. In the distance flew a bird. What made this bird incredible was its sheer size. Even from this far away it appeared massive. Michael felt excitement then the excitement gave way to a little bit of fear. There was no doubt in his mind that at some point he may have to fight a creature with a similar size. Then the excitement was back. Man this game is awesome.
Aphrodite smiled but then said, “You need to log out now. I’ve notified the administrators that people could still log into the character creation area. You’ll have to wait for the game to start proper like everyone else.”
Michael nodded then confused he asked, “How do you log out? In the character creation, you logged me out for me.”
Embarrassed, Aphrodite replied, “Simply will it. Just think that you want to log out. If you’re having difficulties with that in game you can log out from your status screen. If you’re in combat or somewhere with danger that’s stops you from logging out but you still need to log out. You can will yourself to do an emergency log out. This kills your character but logs you out.”
Michael tried it. -Log Out-
The screen went black. He felt the weird movement then he was once again lying inside his capsule.
Advertisement
- In Serial13 Chapters
Spiko's Journey
This is a Story of Spiko. An once normal cat, now a cat-girl. Which found herself in a new world. Searching for her home and anything that can hold her attention long enough. Join Spiko on her travels, in a world that is as unforgiving as it is breath taking. Be warned. This is a somewhat slow burn story. I expect that I will need a few chapters to get the rough outlines out there. General Info: -I really do this mostly, cause i need to freshen up my grammar and stuff. So, I will go over these chapters a lot, if I find errors (or you find them). I will mark revised chapters and what I changed in them ( if it is of importance to the story). I'm sorry for anything i might unleash onto the world. -There will be a little of everything in this. But I will never do harem stuff. Or horror just for the sake of it being horrific. No needless bad popes, bandits that rape villagers. Just for a hero to save the day. No stupid tropes. No OP Powers that can call forth doom to anyone. Spiko has Plot Armor as thick as any MC that you can't really kill off for good. But no Demon Lord will trip over a pebble, onto a peel of any fruit of choice and then die in a comedic way. When she needs saving. She's a tough cookie, which will find ways to get out of trouble (or into it). -Yes, the picture shows Spiko in her true glory. Before a lot of other stuff happened to her. And yes, Spiko is a weird Name for a cat. I'm weird. -Thoughts of Spiko are in Cursive = Why is that flower blue? -Descriptions and passive observational stuff that is coming from 3rd person view is in normal = There stood a blue flower, as Spiko shifted her wary gaze. -Distinct sounds are in bold = Swish (goes the cat paw on that blue flower!) -Talking is as always in "Hey, stop that!" -System stuff will be in tables = [Stat gain Stuff and so on] -There will be light GameLit stuff. I won't overdo it and if i do anything GameLit, it will have a reason and explanation. Do excuse the table formatting. I'm not great with word processor programs. -I'm crazy. Updates: Saturdays + whenever I feel like it (atm about 2~4 chapters a weekend + maybe weekdays. I guess?).
8 117 - In Serial38 Chapters
The Marine
The Empire reigns, a multitude of known galaxies in their grasp through sheer force of arms and manipulation. Tried and found guilty of more than simple treason, Kellin is sentenced to a banishment reserved for those in the Military, the System asked to dispose of the heinous criminal in a farce of public exile. When the portal summoned to end him destabilizes, Kellin finds himself with a unique opportunity, further than the reach his former nation controls but under the constant threat of what lurks all around him; For there is a reason the Empire had abandoned life on the surface of its planets, and Kellin is going to find out first hand why. Passion project, helping me get back into wanting to write my main book. Tell me what you think :)
8 161 - In Serial26 Chapters
The Gatriel Decebal Chronicles
The Nephilim, a legendary race of beings long lost to the passage of time. Descendants of celestial beings, they were stronger and smarter than any other race in the world, through their efforts and blood, the forces of evil were sent back to the depths of hell. They were heroes, warriors, the benefactors of freedom in the old age. But now they have become nothing more than stories of the past, whispers and myths long forgotten to man. They have been gone for so long, that there is no records of them left other than the stories passed down from mouth to mouth - if any. Their legend now lays distorted by time, obscured by visions of the future. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter word count: 1800 - 2700Contains swearing and gore viewer discretion advised Publishing frequency: once every three weeks(schedule may vary depending on real life situations, may take long but release long batch of chapters instead in some instances)
8 203 - In Serial15 Chapters
Sacrifice
For generations, the coastal kingdom of Phimild has been plagued with waters infested with sirens. The viscious aquatic demigods armed with a song to bewitch the mind and strength to sink ships have a taste for human flesh and a tendency to fiercely protect their territory. With a dependency on the sea and a desperation to survive, a blood sacrifice was born to make an offering to sate the cravings of the aquatic monsters every few moons in an effort to protect their ships in between. When a young woman finds herself shackled and out to sea, bound for a watery grave and a gruesome demise at the hands of demons said to prefer their meals with their hearts still beating, she is suddenly faced with the brutal reality of a barbaric tradition and the horrible truth of the sirens of the deep who rule the waters around her former home. But tensions are brewing on the shores and beneath the waves, and her sacrifice may just turn the tide and threaten to reignite the war that bled the waters red generations before.
8 87 - In Serial7 Chapters
Love, Death, and Vengeance
295 dead, 0 found, and five more to go. She's almost done with her mission, and then... No, better not to think about what's to happen after. Just kill. Kill them all. Like the goddamn animal she was, she'd butcher every last one of them, herself included.
8 311 - In Serial11 Chapters
Kingmaker
What is a king? How do they change the world? Zvanimir will some day find all this out, but before that, he has to survive the things the world throws at him. Kingmaker is a story inspired by the folklore and history of Croatia, a small Slavic country in the southeast of Europe.
8 101

