.Genesis
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It is the year 2018. This generation of humans is truly under the rule of technology. One cannot cross a street without seeing someone on a cellular phone or playing some sort of handheld. This wired generation has left behind those without any type of techno knowledge. Though this was the inevitable conclusion, promised generations ago by the scientists of yesteryear. In this time period the ones in power are truly the internet heavy teenagers, spending day and night on their computer they have grown greatly ‘connected’. Yet what these teens do on their computers are different from one another, some may use their time writing stories, chatting with friends, or ‘surfing the internet’. But there is a large majority claimed to play game online, the largest number are said to play a game dubbed “The World”. This game is played by people of all ages really, and spreads far and wide throughout this planet. Those that play spend their time fighting monsters, interacting with other players, and leveling up their characters to become stronger. And yet even in all this fun and play their lies darkness, “The World” is a game that has not been ‘widely accepted’. A few years back there was an outbreak of comas throughout players, they would be found in this deathly state with their controllers in hand and headsets equipped, it sent a great scare throughout players. And at the end of this chain of events CCCorp (the game makers) and “The World” found their demise. Then just as players thought their beloved game was gone forever the corporation created a new “World”. Game play was revamped, new features were added, and the graphics had a complete overhaul. What was thought of as a desperate maneuver by some was a dream come true for others. By some “The World R:2", as it was dubbed as, was said to be doomed for failure. Yet those people were put to shame when R:2 hit the Two Million sales mark and became as big as it’s predecessor. And still some were not happy- players missed their old characters, the characters they worked so hard to build up, they missed their old, warm “World”. You see something completely unexpected was added to this version of The World: Player Killing or ‘’PKing’‘.
Players were granted the ability to engage in battle with others, what was added by CCCorp as a way to increase game play and competition was abused by players, the powerful began to bully the week, kill other players for simple enjoyment.
One could not venture into the field or dungeons without the fear of being Pked (player killed). As a result a new faction was born, the ‘’Player Killer Killers’‘.
They fought to protect those being harmed and bullied by other players. Many of these ‘PKK’s’ as they are called were once Player killed as well, some fulled solely by that sense of revenge. Then there are those wanting only to enjoy the game, and then there is the most intriguing group. A small minority in The World have set out to search for mysteries in the game, be it for treasures, hidden quests, or something more. In a world shrouded in mystery they look for answers in this game, traveling into the deep, dark reaches of The World.
“Finally. Done with the boring part. Why in the world would they need my zip code?”
The dim light of the computer screen poured into the dark room. The young man’s brown eyes stared blankly at his screen, almost as if he were put into a trance. His skin was painted a deep brown color, one could not tell where it ended. His hair was a black colored fashioned in that of a buzz cut, his sat in a long tee shirt and a pair of plaid pajama pants. A proud grin swept across the boys face as he bent under his computer desk. Under sat a large white box, it read across it “Stuff”. Vague yes, but he could understand it perfectly. Pulling it from under the desk the box let out a loud SKID! sound. Reaching in the boy pulled up a long black cord, as he fished the rest out he had in front of him a group of odd looking gadgets. Among them, a complicated looking controller, a headset that looked as if it came straight from a science fiction film, and the long black cord. The rest was nothing but manual papers and such. Letting out a deep sigh he began the tedious hooking up of the system, plugging in the controller and installing the disk into his computer. “Alright...” He whispered in a raspy voice.
He placed the black cord into an circular opening in the headset and connected the naked end of the cord into a compartment in the controller. Once that was done he placed the headset atop his head.”Okay. Now the fun part.” The boy said, his tone sounding like that of a young child.
There was a loud whirring sound, and then a soft ping. Suddenly a bright white screen crossed his gaze, he winced almost falling from his seat. Then, as suddenly as the white screen came it vanished giving way to an empty grey screen. Bold letters that read ‘loading’ appeared and a short blue gauge began to fill with white.
Within seconds the gauge was filled and the words ‘Character Name’ greeted him.
“Character name huh? Well gotta make it somethin good. Ah.” He spoke to himself, and then opened a grid, spread across it was the alphabet, on one end was the english letters, and on the other various letters from other languages. Of course he began to key in american letters. With the arrow buttons on his controller he keyed in...D-E-M-E-T-R-I. And pressing the enter button a satisfied look crossed his face as he took his first step into creating his character. Demetri. He had the character in his mind for some while, he had always been a creative kid, that’s why he jumped at the idea of joining “The World” when his friend told him of it.
The next screen had his character name at the top, and at the bottom was a rotating wireframe. Two to be precise, one of a male, and the other of a female.
The word ‘choose’ faded into the picture. And he keyed over to the male wireframe. From there he was taken a screen much to complicated to explain, it held the contents for one to create the look of their character. From the skin color on down to the size of their nostrils. Detailed indeed. The boy spent some time creating this character it would be too time consuming to write out the process in which he did this, instead we shall fast forward to the point in which he chose his character’s class. This screen showed a long list of classes, ranging from twin blade, to ninja, to thief. But as he scrolled through these numerous classes only one stuck out to him, The Adapt Rouge. This class was able to change weapons on the fly, in a sense they were a jack of all trades. In small yellow text at the bottom of the Adapt Rouge page it read “FOR ADVANCED PLAYERS ONLY”. Yet the naive boy only shrugged the warning off before accepting the job.
”Okay! Time to get into the game!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. Accepting all fields the large loading screen appeared once again, the gauge filled more slowly this time, as there was a ton of data to process- but it was worth the wait. Once ten minutes passed large gold letters appeared one by one C-O-N-G-R-A-G-U-L-A-T-I-O-N-S!!
They said, and a burst of festive confetti flew down on the screen. He paid no mind to the screen and waited to start. After a short intro text appeared yet another loading screen came. This time he was shown a picture of a town area. The world seemed to be a harbor town, resting on burning amber waters, the golden sun shone down on this twilight town, painting everything in a golden cloak. Buildings were packed together and tons of players just like himself ran around, this must have been where they all got their quests- a player HQ maybe.
Suddenly the scene disappeared to give way to a dark, dim lit dome. A small number of players gathered here, exchanging words with each other and talking about their adventures. With a white and blue aura forming in the room Demetri came into existence. Taking a look around he threw his hands in the air letting out a joyous squeal. He made it in! This was it! The World he had heard so much about, now the only thing to do was to find him friend.”Whoo! The system can’t hold me down!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. Glances were shot at this odd acting Rouge, and then the all looked away, the same thing heard off their breath: “n00b.”
This was the lowest thing you could be called on the internet, a n00b. Someone immensely ignorant and inexperienced. A fool if you will. They all looked upon this new oddly dressed Rouge with dismay. His hair in black dread locks falling middle length of his neck, black and purple goggled stretched across his head, the strap covered by his dreads. His skin was a dark brown, on his face were two black lightening shaped tattoos, located right under his eyes. He wore a long yellow robe like jacket with long black tassel falling from the large hood. His legs were covered by a pair of extremely long shorts that cut off at his ankles, the shorts were yellow as well rimmed with black and red. A pair of black and white boots were at his feet, chains dangled from his legs. And atop his head was a pair off...tall wolf ears.”Eh?” His golden eyes looked up at the ears, scratching his head he wondered how exactly those got there, he didn’t remember putting those there.”Must be a bug.” He told himself, simply disregarding the fact. The Rouge sighed dropping to his rear on the stairway. Behind him stood a large blue gate, around it twirled golden circles, this gate was known to players as ‘The Chaos Gate’. It transported them to other towns, dungeons, fields and just about anywhere else in The World. It was the only source for traveling between levels in this game. Suddenly a voice from behind called out to the boredom struck Demetri. “Hey! Xavier!” The voice said, and as if from nowhere a tall muscular ape ran up to Demetri. Who is this guy? He just called me by my name...oh boy. The red ape grabbed Demetri and turned him around.”I knew you’d get here! It’s me!
Nick!” He exclaimed, letting out a booming laugh. Demetri gulped, looking at this man, he had no idea his best friend would go around online as an ape.
“Come on man. It’s Demetri here, whatever, what’s yur character name?”
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((Obviously this is .Hack Related. After the G.U. games))
Okay, the maiden chapter of my brain child .Genesis is here! *cricket* Any excitement? Just a little bit? *cricket*
...Well anyways if you read all the way here I'd hug you, but theres this whole computer moniter thingy in the way and that would just be difficult XD
Okay, so all that aside, some critique would be nice. Thanks again for reading (if you did infact read XD).
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.Genesis
Book one// Birth by Sleep
Chapter one: Origin
Book one// Birth by Sleep
Chapter one: Origin
It is the year 2018. This generation of humans is truly under the rule of technology. One cannot cross a street without seeing someone on a cellular phone or playing some sort of handheld. This wired generation has left behind those without any type of techno knowledge. Though this was the inevitable conclusion, promised generations ago by the scientists of yesteryear. In this time period the ones in power are truly the internet heavy teenagers, spending day and night on their computer they have grown greatly ‘connected’. Yet what these teens do on their computers are different from one another, some may use their time writing stories, chatting with friends, or ‘surfing the internet’. But there is a large majority claimed to play game online, the largest number are said to play a game dubbed “The World”. This game is played by people of all ages really, and spreads far and wide throughout this planet. Those that play spend their time fighting monsters, interacting with other players, and leveling up their characters to become stronger. And yet even in all this fun and play their lies darkness, “The World” is a game that has not been ‘widely accepted’. A few years back there was an outbreak of comas throughout players, they would be found in this deathly state with their controllers in hand and headsets equipped, it sent a great scare throughout players. And at the end of this chain of events CCCorp (the game makers) and “The World” found their demise. Then just as players thought their beloved game was gone forever the corporation created a new “World”. Game play was revamped, new features were added, and the graphics had a complete overhaul. What was thought of as a desperate maneuver by some was a dream come true for others. By some “The World R:2", as it was dubbed as, was said to be doomed for failure. Yet those people were put to shame when R:2 hit the Two Million sales mark and became as big as it’s predecessor. And still some were not happy- players missed their old characters, the characters they worked so hard to build up, they missed their old, warm “World”. You see something completely unexpected was added to this version of The World: Player Killing or ‘’PKing’‘.
Players were granted the ability to engage in battle with others, what was added by CCCorp as a way to increase game play and competition was abused by players, the powerful began to bully the week, kill other players for simple enjoyment.
One could not venture into the field or dungeons without the fear of being Pked (player killed). As a result a new faction was born, the ‘’Player Killer Killers’‘.
They fought to protect those being harmed and bullied by other players. Many of these ‘PKK’s’ as they are called were once Player killed as well, some fulled solely by that sense of revenge. Then there are those wanting only to enjoy the game, and then there is the most intriguing group. A small minority in The World have set out to search for mysteries in the game, be it for treasures, hidden quests, or something more. In a world shrouded in mystery they look for answers in this game, traveling into the deep, dark reaches of The World.
And this dear reader, is where our story begins.
The story of two worlds, and a boy with a blind conviction.
You are about to enter...
The World...
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The story of two worlds, and a boy with a blind conviction.
You are about to enter...
The World...
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“Finally. Done with the boring part. Why in the world would they need my zip code?”
The dim light of the computer screen poured into the dark room. The young man’s brown eyes stared blankly at his screen, almost as if he were put into a trance. His skin was painted a deep brown color, one could not tell where it ended. His hair was a black colored fashioned in that of a buzz cut, his sat in a long tee shirt and a pair of plaid pajama pants. A proud grin swept across the boys face as he bent under his computer desk. Under sat a large white box, it read across it “Stuff”. Vague yes, but he could understand it perfectly. Pulling it from under the desk the box let out a loud SKID! sound. Reaching in the boy pulled up a long black cord, as he fished the rest out he had in front of him a group of odd looking gadgets. Among them, a complicated looking controller, a headset that looked as if it came straight from a science fiction film, and the long black cord. The rest was nothing but manual papers and such. Letting out a deep sigh he began the tedious hooking up of the system, plugging in the controller and installing the disk into his computer. “Alright...” He whispered in a raspy voice.
He placed the black cord into an circular opening in the headset and connected the naked end of the cord into a compartment in the controller. Once that was done he placed the headset atop his head.”Okay. Now the fun part.” The boy said, his tone sounding like that of a young child.
There was a loud whirring sound, and then a soft ping. Suddenly a bright white screen crossed his gaze, he winced almost falling from his seat. Then, as suddenly as the white screen came it vanished giving way to an empty grey screen. Bold letters that read ‘loading’ appeared and a short blue gauge began to fill with white.
Within seconds the gauge was filled and the words ‘Character Name’ greeted him.
“Character name huh? Well gotta make it somethin good. Ah.” He spoke to himself, and then opened a grid, spread across it was the alphabet, on one end was the english letters, and on the other various letters from other languages. Of course he began to key in american letters. With the arrow buttons on his controller he keyed in...D-E-M-E-T-R-I. And pressing the enter button a satisfied look crossed his face as he took his first step into creating his character. Demetri. He had the character in his mind for some while, he had always been a creative kid, that’s why he jumped at the idea of joining “The World” when his friend told him of it.
The next screen had his character name at the top, and at the bottom was a rotating wireframe. Two to be precise, one of a male, and the other of a female.
The word ‘choose’ faded into the picture. And he keyed over to the male wireframe. From there he was taken a screen much to complicated to explain, it held the contents for one to create the look of their character. From the skin color on down to the size of their nostrils. Detailed indeed. The boy spent some time creating this character it would be too time consuming to write out the process in which he did this, instead we shall fast forward to the point in which he chose his character’s class. This screen showed a long list of classes, ranging from twin blade, to ninja, to thief. But as he scrolled through these numerous classes only one stuck out to him, The Adapt Rouge. This class was able to change weapons on the fly, in a sense they were a jack of all trades. In small yellow text at the bottom of the Adapt Rouge page it read “FOR ADVANCED PLAYERS ONLY”. Yet the naive boy only shrugged the warning off before accepting the job.
”Okay! Time to get into the game!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. Accepting all fields the large loading screen appeared once again, the gauge filled more slowly this time, as there was a ton of data to process- but it was worth the wait. Once ten minutes passed large gold letters appeared one by one C-O-N-G-R-A-G-U-L-A-T-I-O-N-S!!
They said, and a burst of festive confetti flew down on the screen. He paid no mind to the screen and waited to start. After a short intro text appeared yet another loading screen came. This time he was shown a picture of a town area. The world seemed to be a harbor town, resting on burning amber waters, the golden sun shone down on this twilight town, painting everything in a golden cloak. Buildings were packed together and tons of players just like himself ran around, this must have been where they all got their quests- a player HQ maybe.
Suddenly the scene disappeared to give way to a dark, dim lit dome. A small number of players gathered here, exchanging words with each other and talking about their adventures. With a white and blue aura forming in the room Demetri came into existence. Taking a look around he threw his hands in the air letting out a joyous squeal. He made it in! This was it! The World he had heard so much about, now the only thing to do was to find him friend.”Whoo! The system can’t hold me down!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. Glances were shot at this odd acting Rouge, and then the all looked away, the same thing heard off their breath: “n00b.”
This was the lowest thing you could be called on the internet, a n00b. Someone immensely ignorant and inexperienced. A fool if you will. They all looked upon this new oddly dressed Rouge with dismay. His hair in black dread locks falling middle length of his neck, black and purple goggled stretched across his head, the strap covered by his dreads. His skin was a dark brown, on his face were two black lightening shaped tattoos, located right under his eyes. He wore a long yellow robe like jacket with long black tassel falling from the large hood. His legs were covered by a pair of extremely long shorts that cut off at his ankles, the shorts were yellow as well rimmed with black and red. A pair of black and white boots were at his feet, chains dangled from his legs. And atop his head was a pair off...tall wolf ears.”Eh?” His golden eyes looked up at the ears, scratching his head he wondered how exactly those got there, he didn’t remember putting those there.”Must be a bug.” He told himself, simply disregarding the fact. The Rouge sighed dropping to his rear on the stairway. Behind him stood a large blue gate, around it twirled golden circles, this gate was known to players as ‘The Chaos Gate’. It transported them to other towns, dungeons, fields and just about anywhere else in The World. It was the only source for traveling between levels in this game. Suddenly a voice from behind called out to the boredom struck Demetri. “Hey! Xavier!” The voice said, and as if from nowhere a tall muscular ape ran up to Demetri. Who is this guy? He just called me by my name...oh boy. The red ape grabbed Demetri and turned him around.”I knew you’d get here! It’s me!
Nick!” He exclaimed, letting out a booming laugh. Demetri gulped, looking at this man, he had no idea his best friend would go around online as an ape.
“Come on man. It’s Demetri here, whatever, what’s yur character name?”
- - - -
((Obviously this is .Hack Related. After the G.U. games))
Okay, the maiden chapter of my brain child .Genesis is here! *cricket* Any excitement? Just a little bit? *cricket*
...Well anyways if you read all the way here I'd hug you, but theres this whole computer moniter thingy in the way and that would just be difficult XD
Okay, so all that aside, some critique would be nice. Thanks again for reading (if you did infact read XD).
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