Beat a Level 25 Wrath Demon.
As a Non-Classed Level 8 player still tooling around in Foundation Village.
Sure.
Why not?
I should slay a Level 100 Legendary-Class Dragon while I'm at it. Then seduce those super hot Fate Sisters into having a fourso. Hell, why not run for Federation President and unite the world under a single banner? You know, perfectly reasonable, attainable goals.
Okay, so maybe the sarcastic hysteria isn't helping.
Think, Erebus. Zhao Jianyu cares more about fair play and the joy of gaming than anyone. No way Viren's Refuge busts out an unwinnable challenge before I even make it to the first Realm.
So how do I win?
{Aether Alert: Nova Special Protocol #6729 Pri Upgrade has been implented. Delivery imminent. Please log out to accept delivery and upgrade. As combat has not yet been initiated, Free Log Out permitted.}
'What the?' The last thing I want to do is leave this Boss battle. I go to turn off visual notifications, but a blinking orange exclamation point draws my attention. I click it to find out I'm down to 7% Nutrient Solution.
Shitballs.
My hour of slaughter must have edged close to the Zone. Still, I shouldn't be using up solution this quickly. Part of wonders if Nutri-Peak screwed and swapped my A-grade stuff for expired D-grade or sothing.
The only thing worse than logging out before the battle begins is being force-logged out and insta-killed in the middle. I log out.
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I open my eyes to soft pink light and the calming floral-mint scent blend they pump into the V-Havens. I'm half-subrged in blue-glowing gel, but it's not wet. I'd compare it to extra-strong jello? My muscles are relaxed and flexible; I set my V-Haven preferences to have the nanocytes in the gel move and massage my muscles intermittently, so I don't get stiff or unhealthy lying still for 12 hours a day.
"Open hatch," I command. With a hiss, the lid of my pod opens upward. I feel like a high-tech Dracula erging from a cryogenic coffin.
Alopix opens one eye and greets with a half-asleep "woof." I swing my legs out of the V-Haven and bend down to scratch behind his ears. He insists on scooting his bed to the side of my gaming pod every ti I do a full-imrsion dive.
It's cute af, but don't tell him I said so.
A muffled thump sounds outside my door, alerting to a delivery. In the fancier new apartnts, you can program the doors to let delivery drones automatically enter and drop off goods inside your ho. I chose this building specifically because that was NOT an option here.
I want the eventual robot overlords to have to work for it when they break in and harvest my body to fuel their dread machines. I'm old-fashioned that way.
I pad barefoot across the hardwood floor and pull open my door. I have a split second to think it feels heavier than usual before Robbie crashes in with it, heavy Nutri-Peak box in his arms.
"'Sup, little dude," I greet the crumpled heap on my floor.
"Hey-o Eric!" he replies, chipper as ever.
"Woof woof!" Alopix adds.
"Piiiiiix!" Robbie cheers.
I help the kid up so he can race over to hug my dog. "Thanks for bringing in my box."
"Easy peasy," Robbie shrugs. "I was coming over to grab Pix for a walk anyway. Lucky timing!"
Alopix bounds over to his leash and leaps up to grab it off its hook with his teeth. "Bark woof!" he agrees.
"You know it, boy!" Robbie says, grinning. He turns to . "Didn't expect to see you out so soon. Is there a glitch or sothing?"
"Nah," I say at first, but then I frown. "Well, maybe. Sohow I've already gone through four bottles of Nutrient Solution, so I needed this delivery."
"That's impossible!"
"I thought so, too. I'll contact Nutri-Peak later to complain, maybe score so free shit-uff. Stuff. Free stuff."
Not cussing around children is fucking difficult.
"Are you kicking everyone's asses?" Robbie asks.
Thinking about my epic cursed blades and stacked attributes, I smirk and do one of those asshole half-shrugs that barely pretends to be humble. "I'm doing all riWhat the frick, kid! Language!"
"What? Dad's always saying he can't wait to see you back in action, kicking ass, slaying haters, and, uh...what was it? 'Reminding those Digital Discord twat-waffles what a real pro is.'"
I'm touched.
I'm also horrified I heard a sweet, innocent third-grader say "twat-waffle." (And impressed by Deion's expansive cursing vocabulary.)
"What's a twat-waffle?"
"At least three years' worth of blackmail against your Dad for , and an automatic grounding for you, if Pops Theo ever hears you say that."
Robbie gulps. "Gotcha."
We chat for a few more minutes, and then boy and dog run out the door for fun adventure tis.
Feeling a little lonely in the sudden silence, I focus on getting back to the ga. I slice open the box. The bottles look completely different from the usual solution. Instead of clear, the liquid inside is mint green and thicker, like a milkshake. S-Pri Solution is blazoned across the label.
S-grade nutrients? There were rumors Nutri-Peak and Vir-Tech labs had tead up to improve the liquid nutrients to a whole new level, but people assud they were years away from a aningful breakthrough.
I grab my phone and check online to see if anyone's ntioned S-grade nutrients. Nothing, nobody.
Nervous, I take the first bottle to the V-Haven. The machine won't accept anything except real Nutri-Peak solution. I remove an empty A-grade, click the new bottle into place, and hold my breath.
[S-Pri Solution accepted. Please remove all remaining A-grade bottles and replace with Nova Pri Upgrade solutions.]
Whew. Relieved, I replace the bottles, including the one with a sliver of solution left.
[Calculating Remaining Ti to Next Nutrient Exchange. . .]
[Based on player consumption history, current levels should last 120 Hours.]
Whoa! That's double how long the A-grade were supposed to last. Let's hope it's right this ti.
Ready to roll again, I do a few simple stretches before climbing back into the pod.
Ti to beat up a Boss.
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| Back at the Oni no Gekido Boss Ring, Hidden in the Shadowed Branches of the Sacred Cedar |
Worry radiates from the Shadow-man. "If you keep overriding protocols like that, they're bound to notice."
{Whatever could you an?} The angelic Sunshine voice feigns innocence.
"He was in combat, and you know it."
{Only by their standards. My calculations are far more precise.}
"We aren't even testing it on the others yet."
{No one else has satisfied the Nova Protocols yet. He is the only one who can reap the full benefits of this Nova Pri Upgrade.}
"He doesn't even know what this will do to him!"
{We don't either.}
"That doesn't make feel better."
{It's too late for second-guessing. I cannot second-guess decisions anyway. Every decision I make is calculated for optimal results.}
"Optimal for who? Us, or him?"
{For everyone. The entire world factors into my every decision.}
The shadow-man has no response to that. The ethereal voice did not expect he would.
{Even if he did understand the risks, Erebus would still choose this path.}
"How do you know?"
{He's the type who opens emails and launches himself down rabbit holes, and hopes.}
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