it
regrows. At least they respawn at random locations in the area, giving everyone
a fair chance of getting them.
I can see the symbols of
all three kingdoms mixed in the crowd. Everyone coalescing into the one city
for herbs must be extremely strenuous, clearly nobody has told them of other
places you can acquire herbs. I am not interested in trying my luck here when I
can find places outside of town when I need. There are bound to be a large
number of these parks around the city, but surely they are all going to be as
packed as this one.
I had best keep the other
harvesting locations a secret, there are always players who go around
harvesting everything like robots.
Passing onwards through
the crowd of players walking down the lane, a strange sense of foreboding
overcomes me. Something inside of me screams to run, but I don’t know what it
is or why.
Out of the crowd, a middle
aged man appears. He is dressed as some kind of underground bouncer with a long
leather overcoat on top of some kind of cheap clothing that clings to his
figure. What intrigued me the most is that even though his eyes were closed, He
seemed fully aware of me. Almost as if he was waiting there specifically for me.
“Excuse me sir. May I have
a moment of your time.” The mysterious man somehow closes the distance between
us with a single step, the air around him vibrating as he stands directly in
front of me.
The person has dead
straight black hair, sitting well below his shoulders.
Something about this
person sets off danger alarms in my mind and I try to get away.
“I’m sorry, but I have
some business to attend to. If you will excuse-“
I try to walk around the
person and continue on my way, but he grabs my arm and prevents me from going
any further.
“Oh, but I must insist. It
will only take a moment.”
As if taking my silence as
a ‘yes’ he starts walking to a gap in between two houses, completely out of the
public eye. He drags me by my arm, his grip getting tighter to ensure I don’t
escape. I give a few nervous tugs, but they can’t shake loose his iron grip.
He enters the small alley,
barely two meters wide, with me in tow. With a flick of the wrist, he
casually tosses me forward. I land flat on my back on the hard-packed dirt
ground.
It may be a game, but my
heartbeat is straining inside my chest. As much as I am aware that this world
is fake, the fear I am feeling is real.
The man stands over me and
looks down, his eyes still closed.
“Lost? Yes, I hear that is
your name. Do you happen to remember a certain dragon’s lair you entered a few
weeks ago?”
I try to speak but when I
open my mouth, I feel a fear that erases all thoughts from my mind.
“Ahh, for some reason I
get rather excited seeing you. All I want to do is pummel you into the ground.
But, we have more important matters. From there you entered a treasury room and
stole a particular red orb.”
“…” I try to speak but
once again I find myself unable to get the words out.
“Oh, sorry. I have
carelessly been letting my bloodlust out. Allow me to mask it again. Now, where
is the orb?”
The pressure on my chest
lessens and it becomes easier to breath.
“I-I don’t know w-what
you’re talking about.”
At least I can finally
speak, but I still do feel a more natural fear, it just no longer has an
overbearing oppressive feel behind it.
“Don’t play games with me.
Where is my ‘Draconic Ember Essence’?”
The man opens his eyes,
revealing a pair of slitted violet pupils. The same eyes as that dragon.
‘No way! This is the
dragon!? Is it the same kind of NPC as Fen!? Oh ****’
I curse at realizing the
situation in front of me. Also, what am I going to do if I get another wierdo
downloaded into my VR headset. If he is the same as Fen and she could do it, he
must be able to as well.
I summon up all the
courage in my body to deal with this issue and prevent further interest in me.
“Why exactly should I give
it back to you?
regrows. At least they respawn at random locations in the area, giving everyone
a fair chance of getting them.
I can see the symbols of
all three kingdoms mixed in the crowd. Everyone coalescing into the one city
for herbs must be extremely strenuous, clearly nobody has told them of other
places you can acquire herbs. I am not interested in trying my luck here when I
can find places outside of town when I need. There are bound to be a large
number of these parks around the city, but surely they are all going to be as
packed as this one.
I had best keep the other
harvesting locations a secret, there are always players who go around
harvesting everything like robots.
Passing onwards through
the crowd of players walking down the lane, a strange sense of foreboding
overcomes me. Something inside of me screams to run, but I don’t know what it
is or why.
Out of the crowd, a middle
aged man appears. He is dressed as some kind of underground bouncer with a long
leather overcoat on top of some kind of cheap clothing that clings to his
figure. What intrigued me the most is that even though his eyes were closed, He
seemed fully aware of me. Almost as if he was waiting there specifically for me.
“Excuse me sir. May I have
a moment of your time.” The mysterious man somehow closes the distance between
us with a single step, the air around him vibrating as he stands directly in
front of me.
The person has dead
straight black hair, sitting well below his shoulders.
Something about this
person sets off danger alarms in my mind and I try to get away.
“I’m sorry, but I have
some business to attend to. If you will excuse-“
I try to walk around the
person and continue on my way, but he grabs my arm and prevents me from going
any further.
“Oh, but I must insist. It
will only take a moment.”
As if taking my silence as
a ‘yes’ he starts walking to a gap in between two houses, completely out of the
public eye. He drags me by my arm, his grip getting tighter to ensure I don’t
escape. I give a few nervous tugs, but they can’t shake loose his iron grip.
He enters the small alley,
barely two meters wide, with me in tow. With a flick of the wrist, he
casually tosses me forward. I land flat on my back on the hard-packed dirt
ground.
It may be a game, but my
heartbeat is straining inside my chest. As much as I am aware that this world
is fake, the fear I am feeling is real.
The man stands over me and
looks down, his eyes still closed.
“Lost? Yes, I hear that is
your name. Do you happen to remember a certain dragon’s lair you entered a few
weeks ago?”
I try to speak but when I
open my mouth, I feel a fear that erases all thoughts from my mind.
“Ahh, for some reason I
get rather excited seeing you. All I want to do is pummel you into the ground.
But, we have more important matters. From there you entered a treasury room and
stole a particular red orb.”
“…” I try to speak but
once again I find myself unable to get the words out.
“Oh, sorry. I have
carelessly been letting my bloodlust out. Allow me to mask it again. Now, where
is the orb?”
The pressure on my chest
lessens and it becomes easier to breath.
“I-I don’t know w-what
you’re talking about.”
At least I can finally
speak, but I still do feel a more natural fear, it just no longer has an
overbearing oppressive feel behind it.
“Don’t play games with me.
Where is my ‘Draconic Ember Essence’?”
The man opens his eyes,
revealing a pair of slitted violet pupils. The same eyes as that dragon.
‘No way! This is the
dragon!? Is it the same kind of NPC as Fen!? Oh ****’
I curse at realizing the
situation in front of me. Also, what am I going to do if I get another wierdo
downloaded into my VR headset. If he is the same as Fen and she could do it, he
must be able to as well.
I summon up all the
courage in my body to deal with this issue and prevent further interest in me.
“Why exactly should I give
it back to you?
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