Chapter 3
"What the hell?!" Zen gasped in shock as the sound of sothing heading his way grew louder and louder with each passing second.
Slowly, the wolf erged from the darkness, its eyes glowing like embers in the night. Its fur was a matted tangle of gray and black, bristling along its muscular shoulders as it padded silently across the forest floor.
The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay. The wolf’s hot breath misted in the chill air as it snarled, revealing jagged teeth stained with the remnants of its last kill.
As it moved, its hackles rose, casting long, shifting shadows across the trees. Its eyes burned with a fierce, prival hunger that seed to pierce the very soul.
The sound of its low, rasping growl vibrated through the air, a warning that this was a creature not to be trifled with. A monster forged from the very heart of the wilderness, oozing raw nace.
’What the hell is this? Is... is it too late to say that I’m cooked?’ Zen shakily thought, his grip on his sword slightly loose.
Without any primal warning, the wolf lunged at Zen with astonishing speed.
"Crap," Zen muttered as he shakily held his sword, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. His breathing was uneven, panic wrestling with focus.
The wolf was now upon him. With a powerful leap, it bolted towards the stunned Zen like a blur of death.
"Crap! Pull your freaking self together, Zen!" he scolded himself as his eyes widened. His hands clenched tightly around the sword as he swiftly leapt back, barely avoiding the wolf, which landed exactly where he had been standing seconds ago, kicking up small leaves.
’I don’t even have any freaking skill set. No cheat, no skills, nothing. Just , a sword, and a freaking wolf right in front of ,’ Zen complained inwardly, a mix of anger and dread swirling in his chest as the wolf quickly spun around and dashed toward him again.
"Okay, just breathe in. You’ve watched several movies, several anis, so this should work," Zen muttered, narrowing his eyes. His gaze never left the beast that zipped around him with blinding agility.
He kept his stance firm, eyes darting in every direction as he tried to track the wolf’s movents. Suddenly, it zipped in from his right, charging at him with terrifying speed.
At the perfect mont, with a grin spreading across his face, Zen spun around and brought his sword in front of him in a clumsy but determined arc, aiming to strike the wolf’s paw that was now reaching for him.
Clang!
The sound of steel clashing against claws rang through the forest. The wolf was montarily suspended in mid-air. Zen’s grin widened as he pushed forward, trying to strike its paw down with everything he had.
Smack!
In an instant, the wolf spun and slamd Zen with its tail, sending him hurtling backward like a ragdoll. Trees snapped and cracked as his body slamd through them, blood spraying from his mouth with every impact.
Finally, a sturdy tree stopped his violent flight, breaking with a thunderous crunch as Zen’s body slamd into it. He slid off the shattered trunk and hit the ground with a painful thud, his limbs sprawled and twitching.
"Curse these ga developers for making this shitty ga too realistic. I can feel my internals screaming in pain," Zen groaned loudly, coughing as he forced himself to lift his head.
He could already hear the beast dashing toward him again, faster this ti, with even more bloodlust in its steps.
’For goodness’ sake, this is just level one of the ga. How hard is this damned ga?!’
Boom!
The wolf exploded from its position in a flash, heading toward a stunned Zen, who twisted his head all around, trying to locate the beast. But it had already zipped into the air, aiming to crash right into him.
As if sensing it, Zen quickly glanced upward, and in the blink of an eye, his sword shot above his head just as the wolf collided with it.
Bang!
Crack!
Shatter!
The whole forest trembled as the beast slamd into Zen’s sword. The weapon shattered imdiately. Pain throbbed through his hands, and he fell to his knees, crushed under the beast’s initial weight.
"Damn it! How weak is their fucking weapon?!"
Before Zen could even think about getting up, the beast zipped again. In another flash, it appeared right beside a stunned Zen, who could do nothing but open his mouth in shock.
Whack!
The wolf slamd its paw into Zen’s face, sending another spray of blood from his mouth. Three of his teeth went flying as his body hurtled backward, crashing into several more trees in a violent burst.
No sooner had he tried to stand up when the wolf appeared in front of him again. It leapt high into the air, then ca crashing down with trendous force right onto Zen’s head.
Bang!
Boom!
The entire forest roared when the wolf landed on him, and then...
{Ga Over!}
{Player Zenixx Lost}
"Curses!" Zen roared in anger as he appeared back in his room. His hand shot toward the VR helt, yanking it off and hurling it across the room.
It slamd into a wall and shattered on impact. Zen sat up from his reclined position, anger seething through him as he quickly turned to glance at the ti displayed on his phone.
9:40 PM
"Tsk." Zen scoffed and hopped onto his computer, swiftly navigating to the website of the ga he had just played. He scrolled over to the review tab, eyes blazing.
"You want a review? You’ll get one," he muttered through gritted teeth as he noticed only three reviews posted, all by low-ranking players. Not a single one from a pro player like him, which made a grin crawl onto his face.
{*Hey there, this is player Zen the Destroyer, and I’m here to drop my review on the ArcadiaX ga that just launched a few hours ago, and I’ll go straight to the point.
First off, the ga room, I must say, is nice. The option for a solo or team player is also welcod, as it offers flexibility unlike so other gas.
The ga design, the chanics, and even the controllers were all well thought out, and I will surely give the developers a five for that. Now, to what actually brings here.
Just like the ga has so good functions, it also has a lot of vices. Now tell , how the hell will a ga have so many procedures to follow?
Ga enthusiasts like don’t enjoy wasting ti and prefer to jump straight into the action. So if you’re anything like , avoid this ga.
Because I can assure you, the ga’s procedures are so lengthy that I could practically fall asleep and co back later.*}
Zen paused from typing for a few seconds. A smile crept onto his face, then he continued typing, fingers dancing eagerly over the keyboard.
{*Oh! Let’s not forget how I encountered an error while I was being transported to the main ga. I an, what if sothing had gone wrong? Like a hack to my gaming ID, personal details, and so on? You all need to work on this better.
Like I said, the world is realistic. Loved that one, and I could tell the developers really took their ti creating it. Now to the weapons—although there are a variety of weapons to choose from, they are all weak.
So useless that even a re kitchen knife would be better than the weapons there. How the hell would you even make the beasts so OP that fighters who are just getting accustod to the ga can’t fight?
There are no skill sets to make use of, no second chances, no respawn, nothing. You lose, you lose. Their VR headset is so uncomfortable and itchy.
Not to make this review lengthy, but all I want to say is this—ArcadiaX is officially the worst ga in the universe. And I highly do not recomnd this ga to any players.
I could make sothing better in my sleep... heck! Sandy Crush is even better than this garbage. No offense, but you all need to work better.*}
Zen finally finished typing his review and, with a smirk of deep satisfaction, clicked "enter," officially uploading it.
"Now, that is good. That is what you all get for making lose my first ga." He scoffed as he leaned back in his chair, arms folded, eyes narrowed in petty vengeance. Glancing at the ti, he saw that it was already ten p.m.
"Normally, I’d have stayed up late to play more gas, but this damned ga has just completely ruined my mood. So yeah, I’m off to bed. I hope that review teaches you all never to ss with a pro player." He muttered, rising to his feet.
He closed his PC, grabbed his phone, and casually strolled over to his bed. His room was dimly lit, the only light being the soft glow from his phone screen.
Without bothering to undress or even plug in his phone, he collapsed onto the bed. His phone dropped beside him on the mattress with a dull thud.
It didn’t take long—barely five minutes—before he drifted into a deep sleep. A soft snore began to echo throughout the room, signifying just how exhausted he was.
anwhile, across the room, the broken VR headset that had been smashed against the wall and now lay in shattered pieces on the floor, began to stir.
The fragnts started to glow, emitting a strange, ominous white light. It was faint at first, like the flicker of a dying bulb, but it steadily grew brighter.
Then, the pieces started to twitch. They trembled as if being pulled by invisible strings, the glow intensifying with each passing second. One shard inched forward, followed by another, and then another. It was as if sothing ancient and unknown had been awakened.
The headset pieces began to shift and squirm across the floor, moving unnaturally, defying physics, as though they had suddenly been brought to life by so unforeseen force.
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