The world turned into chaos as soon as the news announced the players trapped inside the ga. According to their resources, players who were inside Code can never log off. And if they did, the machine crashes by itself and would send electrifying shocks to the brain.
The shockwave killed millions of people already within hours of receiving the new update. A mysterious quest was behind this occurrence. It ntioned that the players must stop the war from happening so that they can escape from Code. As long as the war continued, these adventurers would stay inside the ga until accomplishing the mission.
In the news reports, they showed the numbers of people dying inside their hos. They also found so people dead in cafes and on the streets while playing the ga inside their rooms. It was right after cutting off the source of electricity or the cord, which eventually led them to a heart attack, stroke, brain damage, and severe and unknown dyspnea.
Channels gave their way to remind people to stay out of Code and never log in. They constantly reminded everyone to avoid purchasing the holographic set or playing Code from supermarkets and other stores. The governnt would punish everyone who dared defy the law since the problem beca an international threat to the world. There were also thousands of strears, ongoing videos, and live streams on the internet talking about the ga. These social dia sites also ntioned the killings from Code. If you die in Code, you die in actual life too.
"Soone inside the ga hijacked the pain scale system. If these players took an alarming blow and brought fatal wounds, the player would feel the pain. The damage was the leading cause of death inside Code, so please be wary about this information. We have here in our news station the mastermind of the world's famous ga, to explain more about Code and its recent updates. Please welco, Doctor Warner Asimov…"
A man revealed himself on the screen with the rest of the anchors waiting by. The show ca from Russia, so there were subtitles below the monitor for to read.
"We bring you unfortunate news about Code. Our staff and advisers are doing all that they can to put a stop to this madness. With our advice, all countries banned everyone from touching the ga. Those people who have their loved ones unconscious while playing Code would need to file their nas to the hospital and the governnt. We will give you an abundance of allowance and recuperation expenses for your loved ones, so don't hesitate to send us your contact information."
Warner Asimov continued, "We are not responsible for choosing the tasks of Code or have complete control over Code. The staff are the only ones here to supervise players. They are the ones who patch or update the ga and improve Code. The non-player characters and the environnt of Code are the ones making the missions, not us. But, please take into consideration that we are completing the ga."
The slides changed, showing an army of soldiers wearing the sa holographic helts on their heads. A montage of the sa setting presented on the screens, showing each country reuniting for the situation. The enlisted n and won had mixed nationalities, with their flags beside them. Each one hundred soldiers had a doctor or a dical staff beside them to supervise their bodies.
"Do you know who made this request to stop the war?" The young reporter asked, and looked Asimov in the eyes.
Asimov shook his head and answered, "We know nothing about this, but we have our leads. We cannot disclose this information yet to the public, sorry."
The audience behind the scenes mumbled to themselves after hearing their exchange. However, that all changed when the scientist motioned to his finger, silencing all the crowd. He knew that their gossip bared no intelligence from the topic, so resud with his explanation.
"We hired brave soldiers from every country to unite against Code. All of us thought that completing the ga would end the war and the world I created." Doctor Warner lowered his head and carried on with his sentence, "We express our condolences to those people who died inside the ga. Our team will do the best we can to limit the death counts worldwide."
It was ironic that we can still go inside the ga. It ans we can still log in to the ga but can never log out from Code. Joining the ga was a one-way ticket to our doom, if you were to ask .
With a sudden flash, the screen blinked and gave off its power. A clicking sound reverberated behind . As I turned around, I saw Himari's face glaring at the screen. She flickered her hands on the buttons, using the remote control, and threw it on the couch.
"I was watching the news!" I scread, "They were talking about sothing important too!"
Himari nodded her head and replied, "We are not playing Code, so why would that news bother us?"
"Billions of lives are on the line. I was just watching what made the ga do that."
Silence filled the room afterwards, after expressing my comnt. I stood up and went to the kitchen while grabbing myself the leftover snacks inside the fridge. Himari stood still near the table and wiped her face with her hand.
"Are you crying? Look, I am sorry. I just-,"
I scratched my head and looked at the ground. I knew what she was going to say, but refused to listen. However, with a shriek, Himari caught my attention.
"What if you are inside that ga and get yourself killed!"
Her sudden wail changed my mind. I did not want to see her face again. The last ti I saw that expression was when I was in the hospital for many moons. Every ti she rembers that occurrence, she breaks down into pieces. Like a parent screaming to her child, Himari screeched at and told a grim thought.
It breaks my heart every ti I see her cry.
"I understand."
My words felt empty. I steeled my resolve and hugged my sister from behind. Himari wished to be with , and I wanted to be with her. We were like two peas in a pond, inseparable. And nothing can ever change that.
After making up with my adorable sister, I finally made her smile. Her lips curved upward as she saw from behind. Himari jiggled her body, unlatching herself from my wrap, and pointed to the stairs.
"Go to your room and study." She ordered, not suggested.
I gave her a nod and raced up the steps. With a slam, I shut the door close and pounce my way on the bed. There was nothing to do but play a portable ga (unrelated to Code) or read an academic book in advance.
I did both and placed all my equipnt on the desk. There was a can of fizz nestled beside as I flicked through the page.
However, sothing was bothering my mind.
"Help ," Ryoshi's voice echoed inside my head.
What if he got stuck inside that damn ga? He ntioned before that he was going to play Code and grind so levels. I also saw him when I scanned Red, the NPC. Ryoshi was the one who ran away and accidentally killed Clentine, while Red took the life of the crown.
"There is not an end to these thoughts," I grumbled to myself and laid back to the comfort of my mattress.
The ceiling gave company as I drowned myself in my mirthless thoughts. After a few seconds, I reached for my phone and dialled Ryoshi's number. Within a few seconds, soone answered the call.
"This is Okami speaking-," I asked, but got imdiately cut off.
"Who is this?"
The voice ca not from Ryoshi but from his mum, Aika Futaba (Note: I wrote the first na first and then her last na.)
"I am Okami, Ryoshi's friend," I repeated.
His mother cried a river after hearing my na. I let Mrs. Aika vented out her feelings and waited for her to calm down. After a few seconds, she reverted to her normal self and talked to .
"Ryoshi is inside that ga."
Her voice trembled as Aika announced the news. I could not hide my shock and remain noiseless for a while.
I cleared my throat and answered, "Inside Code?"
Mrs. Aika gave out a soft hum and answered my question.
The two of us beca soundless, uncertain what to say to each other. I thought of Ryoshi as my brother, whom I cared about a lot. He was the only one who stuck by when tis were tough for . Ryoshi also gave a part-ti job near the convenience store and asked the manager if I could work there.
My mind felt mixed emotions upon hearing his whereabouts. His mother told that Ryoshi was inside his room, with the helt bound on his face. Mrs. Aika had her voice trembling when she explained the situation and was fortunate enough to listen to the news.
"Have you contacted the governnt about this?" I asked.
She responded with a hum once again.
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