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Gaming is the only common interest. People are steering through the worlds of advance gaming, the competition is never-ending. Only a few games managed to make their mark among billions of users. There was no doubt that those games worth spending time on. The desire to be the ultimate number one raged a cold war and fired the temperature through the roof. Consequently, leading to browbeating and leg pulling.

The game 'Sovereign Ruler' was definitely a crowd favourite. The game aided the increment in the gross rate of the company. Patina Lin and Jake Lin, both siblings, played this game.  Patina, the most celebrated player of the game, earned money in various live quests. Jake, unfortunately, couldn't play like an average player let alone a pro one. Because his right hand was defected by birth. 

He was sure that he would never be able to become a pro like his older sibling. But then, sadly, Patina Lin committed suicide. 

Jake Lin was left all alone in the world to fight away the conspiracies and bullying. 

After submitting the missing report he got himself in massive car accident. He was thrown away by the almost fatal accident but surprisingly he made it alive.  A voice welcomed him "Hello Defected Human" upon waking. He looked for the origin of the voice but it didn't belong to the outer world rather it came from his own head.


[The cover is temporary and belong to rightful owner. This story is set in alternate world]

The Player's System

It turned out that they were not an easy target. The ogres were discreetly protecting the marked ogres. As soon as the first ogre got killed, the others circled the specific one. They appeared in groups making it impossible for a single team member to charge at them.

"Look at them how organized they are. Earlier they behaved as if we were not here. It proved my suspicion. All of you should focus on the right target and kill." Junan enunciated wisdom.

He held his weapon and entered in the groups of ogres. The deadly poison breath was tainting the air under the seal. It did not accumulate around them however they were getting it over their heads.

It was analogous to a smoke shower flowing over their heads. This was strange but they had gotten accustomed to the odd happenings. Ahram looked at the young player. He knew that he had the best weapons for this setting. Jake was also thinking the same thing.

Targets