Chapter 61- Aftermath

The strong luminosity he had faced made it hard for him to make sense of the world around him. Mylo fluttered both his eyelids chaotically until his haze adjusted to the surrounding. As his vision returned, he slowly placed his arms around the edges of the capsules handles and lifted himself into a sitting posture.

"Ughr! My head hurts so much! How long have I been unconscious for? System! How long has it been since I logged out from the game?"

[You have been logged out from 'Second Chronicles' for 4 hours, 9 minutes and 27 seconds]

"That long huh... System please make a full brain wave analysis."

[Analyzing brain function...]

[Analyze complete!]

[A moderate brain injury has been found recently! The estimate duration of the the loss of consciousness was 1 hour. During the process of healing, the patient was put in a forced state of recovery by the [Virtual Capsule Emergency Aid] function. Brain operation is considered to be fully functional with no apparent remnants of previous injuries. It is still advised to consult a medical expert for observation and diagnosis.]

"Thank god... If I had been unconscious for longer I wouldn't be surprised if I had some kind of brain damage."

A strong misconception about concussions is that most would think it would be normal to be knocked cold for a long period of time. That belief came from movies and shows where characters were out for hours or even days and then waking up all fine without any serious damages. However, things aren't as simple. Even concussions that last a few seconds could cause apparent issues. Mylo knew this fact and was relieved to learn that he wasn't analyzed with any lasting problems.

"The tournament should have ended a long time ago. I wonder who won first place."

Mylo slowly exited the capsule, stumbling around as he tried to reach his desk. He sat down, opened his computer and browsed around the forum of second chronicles.

"Tournament, tournament... AH! here we go, 'Tournament winners and match recording'"

*Click*

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[Tournament Winners & Match Recording!]

Dear Players,

Firstly, we thank you all for participating into the event and those that came to watch and encourage the contestants. Without you, the event wouldn't have been possible. We at 'Second Vision Corp' truly enjoyed the marvelous display from all participants. We also wish to congratulate the contestants that managed to reach the top three ranking within the tournament. We did not expect much this early into the game, yet, we have been blown away by the amazing performance shown. We cannot wait to see what you have for us later down the road.

Once again, we thank you all for participating and we wish you the best of luck in your next ventures.

Second Vision Corporation.

{Winners}

1- Zero (Gold)

2- Edward (Silver)

3- Zaros (Bronze)

{Most viewed moments in the tournament}

1- Zero VS Zaros (One sided massacre)

2- Edward's forfeit

3- Edward vs 457 (Highest damaged number dealt in the tournament!)

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"..."

"..."

"Really..."

*Click*

"OH MY GOD!"

"HOLY SHIT! WHAT IS THAT SKILL"

"H-HE ONE SHOT HIM!"

Mylo stood still in his chair, speechless. The video he had clicked on was of him being obliterated to dust by Edward. As he watched the video, his face started to reddened from the humiliation displayed that day.

"They didn't even have the decency to put my name in the title..."

He stuttered as he started to scroll down to the comment section. He knew he shouldn't, but his curiosity got the best of him.

[Poor guy, he got his ass handed to him Infront of millions.]

[Oof, that most of hurt]

[This video will be talked for years to come, if I was him I would delete my character and make a new one.]

[LMAO! I CANT STOP LAUGHTING. HAHAHAHA!]

"..."

"FUCK!... What overpowered build! What Revenge!... Even with all those advantages at my disposal, I still got my ass handed to me Infront of so many people. Maybe I shouldn't have made that decision back then. I did not think the lack of active skill would be so destructive. Ha~, maybe seeing Zaros losing the match against Zero would make me feel better"

*Click*

"HAHAHA! I FINALLY GET TO FACE MISTER 'NUMBER ONE IN THE WORLD RANKING'! I WONDER WHAT MAKES YOU SO SPECIAL."

"..."

"BORING~,WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SILENT! I HAVE YET TO HEAR A WORD COME OUT YOUR MOUTH."

"..."

"TSK! I HATE YOUR KIND THE MOST! I'LL MAKE SURE TO SHOW EVERY ONE PRESENT TODAY THAT YOUR NOTHING BUT GARBAGE!"

The silence from Zero was too unsettling for Zaros. The man stood in place, not giving any heed to his provocations. The air he gave off was that of a highly skilled yet humble individual, a man whom had no need to brag of his capabilities, humility being displayed at its finest.

His character enraged Zaros, as not to humiliate himself any further. He rushed at him with his massive great sword in hand. Each assault were being easily avoided left and right, without any struggle from his match. The rogue path was quite popular to the masses, classes from that path would truly shine during ambushes and thievery. but none would utilize it for PvP purposes.

Every one watching the match where intrigued on how he would counter a stronger class to his. Their question would quickly be answered as he took out his weapon.

"HUH? WHAT IS THIS?"

"..."

Zero held in his hand a sharp sickle, attached to it was a long metal chain that had a heavy iron weight imbued into the end of it.

"I-is that a Kusarigama?"

Kusarigama, a traditional Japanese weapon used by ninjas. The weapon aimed to entangle opponents with its chain, bludgeon then with the weighted end and cut them with the scythe. The weapon was quite difficult to handle and would rarely be used by people, yet, the few that mastered it had great advantaged by it diverse uses. It allowed the wielder to fight both in close combat and in distant battles.

In his left hand was the sickle, and in his right was the chains that he started to swing around in a circular motion. He slowly started to walk toward Zaros, letting him known he was done playing tag with him.

"HA! WHAT A SHITTY CHOICE FOR A WEAPON! COME! I'LL DESTROY THIS TOY WITH MY GREATSWORD!"

"..."

And it was at this moment that the hierarchy would be displayed for all to witness.