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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

Four of them stood silent. Clark gave this suggestion however it would consume time. The soil hills were in numbers. Junan stepped ahead letting the soil slip down on the ground from his hand. "Your suggestion created curiosity. These bones are hiding when we try to capture. I wonder what would happen when we dug the soil?" He kicked his feet and some soil scattered around.

Despite knowing that it would take time, he ordered to shovel the soil. Ahram picked his weapon, he dug it down and shoved away. Some amount of the soil settled on the empty ground.

Clark saw Ahram shuffling soil. Once again his hammer was not of much help. It can only smash the ground but he was not supposed to do it. He sat to pick the soil with his hand. There was no difference. The brown soil felt fresh and neutral.

Shuffle