Birmingham, England...
The sun poured through the half-open blinds, casting warm streaks of light across the living room.
Benjamin’s apartnt today was cluttered but still comfortable; snacks on the coffee table, ga cards strewn about, and an untouched stack of dishes in the sink that nobody had bothered to clean in the kitchen.
Genevieve sat cross-legged on the couch, lazily sipping tea from her favorite mug, while Caleb occupied the single armchair, adjusting his glasses as he scrolled through his phone.
He was likely reading another Chapter of that Shadow Slave.
Genevieve spied at him. ’Is the book that interesting? Maybe I should really give it a try’.
"Shadow Slave?" Caleb looked at Genevieve, showing a rare passionate smile. "Let clear your doubts now, it’s far beyond interesting, it’s a masterpiece!"
Genevieve was startled. "H-how...?" She stamred. "How did you know what I was thinking? Do you read minds?"
Caleb chuckled. "It was written all over your face".
Genevieve sighed, feeling bored. "If I get into it and I find out its not as interesting as you say, what will you do to compensate ?"
Caleb smiled at her confidently and replied without hesitation. "I will buy you the latest Gucci bag in the market".
Genevieve’s eyes widened. "You’re that confident?"
"Of course". Caleb nodded in a matter-of-fact manner.
Genevieve sighed, scrolling through her phone. "I guess let download the app first. This better be worth it".
While the both of them conversed, Benjamin?
He was sprawled out on the floor, chin resting on a pillow, half-dozing after another late-night gaming session.
Genevieve was bored since she was once again the only girl in the apartnt after Aria left to et her boyfriend a few days ago.
It was a miracle how her boyfriend tolerated her staying away for so long.
Thinking of Aria’s boyfriend, Genevieve shook her head. ’I still can’t believe she’s actually dating now’.
’And they actually don’t have problems yet!’ Her eyes widened.
As the ’’ reading app downloaded on her iPhone screen, she continued soliloquizing. ’If even Aria is dating now, what am I waiting for?’
She stared at Caleb, then Benjamin and grimaced. "Nevermind".
Benjamin looked at her with his half-asleep eyes. "What?"
"Nothing!" She quickly said. "Like I said, never mind".
It was a normal morning.
That is, until 10am struck.
While Benjamin continued doing God knows what, and Caleb continued reading his Shadow Slave with a happy smile on his face, Genevieve grabbed the remote and flicked on the television.
The screen blinked to life, revealing a familiar sports network.
The headline was imdiate and explosive.
>THE ENGLISH PRO ALLIANCE ANNOUNCES THE RETURN OF A NEW SEASON<
The studio panel of pundits appeared, all of them buzzing with excitent.
"After a two-month long holiday, the English Warstar Pro Alliance is officially back!"
"This weekend, the greatest teams of England will once again clash in the biggest stage of Warstar".
Benjamin blinked.
Caleb lowered his phone.
Genevieve tilted her head.
For a second, none of them said anything.
Then...
"HOLY SHIT!" Benjamin shot up from the floor like a firework, rushing in front of the television.
"I KNEW IT WAS SOON, BUT THIS WEEKEND?!"
"That was... fast," Caleb muttered, his usual calm deanor cracking just slightly as he started counting with his fingers.
"It still feels just like yesterday when Vivi suddenly ca to et at the club where I worked to tell of Noah’s situation".
"Since then, it’s been 2 months already?"
Genevieve let out a small laugh, placing her mug down. "Well, it makes sense. Playing Warstar can easily make you lose sense of ti".
"Besides, two months is a long ti in the pro scene. The fans must be dying for it already, most especially after all that Noah went and stirred up in the ga this ti". She grinned.
On-screen, the pundits continued their discussion.
"With the new season officially starting, the question on everyone’s mind is, who will dominate this year?"
"Will last season’s champions defend their title? Or will a dark horse erge to shake the rankings?"
"In recent tis, Phoenix Rising are in a period of their purple reign".
"Fans said it before but now, I guess its official, they’re the new Kings in London. Winning the Warstar RPG champions league 3 tis in a row and being the first English club to represent the country at the world stage, no other club in England has all of these feats attributed to them".
"With the form that Gabriel is in currently with his Dain Ironvalor, and their new signing, Ethan Graves, they have a high chance of aiming for that 4th title".
"If they do manage to do it, they’ll be just 1 title from Cyber Squad’s national record of most wins with 5".
"And by doing it in a row too, Gabriel will be able to match Noah’s legacy!"
There was excitent in the voice of the pundits as they spoke about this particular topic, it was the talk of the town in recent weeks.
"And let’s not forget the massive shake-up in the player market. Transfers, retirents, and the mysterious return of so legends, this season is looking to be the most unpredictable one yet!"
"What about that Lord Doom?"
"There are rumors that a pro club already got his signature, but there’s no confirmation yet. There are also rumors that Lord Doom is God Noah".
"But he just retired, so those have to be just rumors, right?"
"No one can tell, that Lord Doom is too skilled to be a newbie".
"It’s a wonder how none of the pro clubs have managed to snap up his Lord Doom Avatar yet, or even that overpowered SSS-Rank weapon".
"Well, as the season unfolds, we’ll see".
Benjamin stretched his arms behind his head, a smug grin creeping onto his face as he watched the screen.
"Ah, nostalgia," he sighed dramatically. "It’s like an old save file. You load it up, and suddenly, you’re right back where you left off... except now, the ga’s harder, and half the NPCs have been replaced".
Genevieve rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. "That was actually not bad".
Caleb, ever the skeptic, adjusted his glasses. "I give it a six out of ten".
Benjamin scoffed. "Co on! That was at least a solid eight. Maybe even a nine if you’re feeling sentintal".
Caleb smirked. "I’m not".
Benjamin groaned. "Tough crowd".
Genevieve chuckled, shaking her head. "Well, get used to it. Sothing tells we’re going to be seeing a lot more ’old save files’ loading up this season".
Benjamin’s grin widened. "And if Noah has anything to do with it... well, let’s just say so of those ’NPCs’ might not like what’s coming".
"Talking of Noah," Genevieve looked at them. "Don’t you think we should tell him?"
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