Chapter 1

Mist was curling around a Man that was slowly moving through a fog, the man was just about six feet tall, he had a fairly broad build but he was still slim unfortunately for any observer other than his dark shoulder length hair this was all that could be seen.

As he was known to do Nebel was ironically going for a walk through a dense fog, he had been annoyed at his friends that day. All they wanted to do was sit around watching the clock tick down, well today was the last day after all, and soon none of them would be waiting anymore.

Tomorrow a revolutionary VRMMO was to be released, about twenty years before the first few truly functional Virtual Reality games were released. Before that it was all goggles, vests, implants and other crap, but now an even more amazing creation was about to be realized. 99.999% reality with only a single function deviating from reality, and that was only because it had yet to be invented.

The Maker of this VRMMO had done many things during his life and was recognized as a multi level genius. And when he announced that he was going to make a VRMMO, the whole worlds focus became the countdown.

But For Nebel there was one complaint lodged in his head, the Maker had announced that dark gaming was going to be promoted in his game and that although the game was going to make it hard on people making money none of these functions would be restricted, as well as that his company was going to have its own site for transactions.

Nebel hated Pure Dark Gamers, they simple don’t understand…

Well these thoughts, along with his friends inability to peel themselves away from the countdown, had caused Nebel to walk out of his house where all his friends were waiting to play and start a lonely walk through a fogy park.

“Damn Dark Gamers” Nebel mutters to himself

“I wish someone would teach them…”

Nebel stops in his tracks, Hmm, and what if he taught them?

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A few hours later it was announced “CAIFELIT” had been released, when asked about the game and its name the maker had only two answers, the first one was long but interesting and the other one was short and simple.

As always the maker was fully covered and had a smiling mask covering his face, he was above average height at six feet, his eyes were green today and his voice was strong a clear.

“What is to be the objective of the game?” Reporter 1

“Well, it will be a dominance game, after about a year a new function will come into play, the first player to beat ever player over level 300 wins and is allowed to set down a rule that that whole world will be forced to follow, said rule will be impossible to ignore for the next year, after which the fight begins again.”

The Maker pauses for a moment “Everyone beaten by someone else is forced to join them or sit out the rest of the period, The winning group loses all their levels and items but the base stats of their character is set to the sum of their extra stats and previous base stats. Everyone else keeps their items but suffers a full reset returning them to previous base stats and level 1.”

“Thank you sir and May I ask what does the name mean?” reporter 2

The maker looks towards the reporter and laughs “Why certainly, I named it that ‘CAUSE I FELT LIKE IT!”

The end of his sentence was a shout and the reporters cringed in their seats at his powerful voice.

After that the maker just got to his feet and walked out without another word. The reporters having the tension go out of their faces smile at the camera and the reporter that asked the first question says “Well You heard it everyone, get gaming!”

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Nebel moves away from his computer and as usual the screen noticing with its cameras the lack of his eye focus turns itself off, he walks over to his bed and as he lies down he pulls out his vr gear, he places the smallish choker around his neck and with the voice command activates it.

Instantly he appears in his personal vr cyber space, clothed in a copy of his favorite clothes. Nebel walks over to a giant hourglass in one corner of the space and punches it, the hourglass shatters and light rises out of the broken pieces, before the announcement the hour glass was completely indestructible and impossible to delete.

The maker had put it there as a reminder to the world… as if they needed one…

Nebel walks into the light and his form dissolves.

Nebel is standing in a small waiting room, the one for his area, inside are most of his friends, neighbors and class mates. Everyone is looking at their own invisible windows and more than half are frowning. Nebel punches the air in front of him and drags out his own screen.

WELCOME NEBEL,

System AI INf0 will now show you the details of your emergence.

Gamer lvl gold (More than half of current Vrgames played with zero serious complaints)

Dark Gamer lvl 0 (never traded)

Preferred sex: male

Age: 22

Play style: Master of all trades

Due to your record you will be given the following bonuses

- Pain level control (minimum 30%)

- Tutorial non mandatory

- Elective basic training

“Nice” Nebel smirks “Tutorials of VRs are so tedious.”

Nebel closes his intro window with a flick of his fingers, like wiping a window and takes a look at his stats

Status WindowName:NebelAlignment:NoneLevel:1Age:22Race:HumanGender:MaleTitlesNoneFame:0Infamy:0-Secrets Revealed:0.01%

“What the… there’s no stats!?” Nebel Blurts out.

System Message Secrets Revealed :+0.01%Some would say you are better off not knowing and hide from the Truth but today you have made your first step in fighting back, by asking a question, be proud you are only the user 20453 to start the journey. Now please say: I’m going to look around. and walk into the hall.

Nebel looks around some people are staring at him so he acts shy and apologizes. When nearly everyone has returned to what they were doing he walks out the door and into a small hall. There a light shines and Nebel disappears from that waiting area for good.