《The wisher》Chapter 1. The start of a new world
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editor: Subhi
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Author note: we both suck at English so don't expect anything good :D. PLS HAVE FUN!.
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Chapter 1. The start of a new world.
In a dark room, a man was laying on a bed. He had pale white skin. He looked skinny, yet tall.
The VR device hid his hair and eyes. This, of course, is Tyndraid Castro.
He can easily be mistaken for a dead man. He suddenly moved his hand and moved the VR device off, showing a silky black hair and deep dark eyes that have bags around them. He sat up with an annoyed look on his face.
His eyes looked dull.
They were the eyes of a man that didn't sleep for days, haven't taken a rest for months, didn't feel warmth in years.
He heard screams coming from the outside.
With the annoyed look on his face, he went toward the window to see what's happening outside.
He saw people being chased and killed by monsters.
He saw people fighting back using fire and water magic, and some used swords, spears, and bows, while others who were wearing black robes did hand moves ordering already dead people to fight.
He saw Monsters and people dying, and children calling names while crying.
After seeing all of that he muttered, "it… it became true…"
"BANG!"
Suddenly the door behind him shattered, making the dust that was piling on the door and floor fly everywhere.
He saw a vague outline of a tall person. Easily surpassing two meters tall, but something was strange about this person, he had two things coming out of his head.
Obviously, it was Horns and obviously, he was a monster.
Tyndraid was frightened, but… he had to overcome his fear or otherwise he will die because of his wish.
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He quickly called "inventory."
Light gathered in the blink of an eye and little boxes manifested front of him.
Looking at the boxes, you can see through them easily, allowing them to stack behind each other.
All of them were empty.
Only one box had an item, a black sword that looks like the void itself.
Tyndraid quickly willed, and the sword was in his right hand.
All of this happened in a fraction of a second.
the moment Tyndraid held the sword, the monster dashed, lowering its head planning to pierce through Tyndraid.
Tyndraid unintentionally dodged to the right.
Surprised by his own movement, he fell and rolled on the floor.
The place he was standing at were pierced by the horns of the monster that became clearly visible; it was a minotaur.
The monster quickly adjusted his stance and charged again with the same pattern.
Tyndraid had no chance but to dodge with the same manner. However, this time, it was clumsier than the first one, and that resulted in him being cut from his waist until his knees, but thankfully it wasn’t too deep.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" tyndraid screamed in pain. He was bullied a lot throughout his life but never felt this kind of pain.
The vision around him became fussy.
He was passing out, He is not experienced, but he knew that more pain could help him hold on a little longer.
Forced to do it, he pressed on his wound.
"points added to endurance."
A heavenly voice came out of nowhere. After the voice had faded, the unbearable pain was reduced by a small amount.
Suddenly in his mind that was filled with chaos, an idea came to him.
He raised his hand, which felt heavier than ever and said "FIREBALL."
A small spark came out, but nothing else.
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The monster already stood up and was ready to charge.
Tyndraid was terrified.
"FIREBALL"
A small flame came out, but it was the fires of a match.
The monster has already charged towards him.
Tyndraid breathed in all the air he could muster and shouted "FIREBALL!"
Suddenly a fireball manifested in a millisecond and was fired.
Tyndraid felt helpless, how could a small fire kill such a monster?
But to his surprise the moment the fireball came into contact with the monster, it exploded.
The explosion was so big that the whole room was blasted.
People and monster alike were shocked.
Tyndraid was sent flying like a bullet.
While flying, he only heard "points were added to magic."
"health reached a critical value."
"after one day of my wish becoming true I am going to die…how tragic is that"
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Before tyndraid woke up, and before the worlds joined, a sentence was written in the sky.
Everyone could see it in his or her language.
The sentence was "The human that finished the game, asked for his wish. It was that the world you live in and the game world becoming one. THE WISHER NAME IS Tyndraid Castro."
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