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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

They looked around and confirmed that no one was spying them. The slave led them toward the mansion. He thought to tell all aspects of the mansion and how they would enter.

"I have been working in the mansion from two decades. All normal entrances are guarded with heavy security except one. However Runners cannot use that similar entrance. The entrance is used by the slaves, servants and other puny workers of the mansion. The security does not want to share any codes with them so they separated their entry point." Slave halted to take breath.

Team members were listening and also watching odd shaped buildings they passed. The buildings were silent. It was little cold though the fog was infrequent. They could understand that the natives must be sleeping in their warm beds.

Living clue