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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

Ahram was holding an ancient flute. There were total twelve staff members. At the time Ahram came near the group of staff they were ready to pick the instruments. They were given orders to play soft symphony for the hall.

Ahram was not interested to become part of this group however there was no choice. The opponent was ready to occupy empty slot when Ahram picked the instrument in hurry.

The teams took their entry in the various group of people. The opponent glared him and went away. Ahram was not familiar with any musical instruments. He held it in the wrong direction.

The others were playing one by one. Some of them had learned their favorite instruments being the hall staff. They gestured each other to play in the row. It would let them know whether they could play well. They started following rhyme. It was normal one. Rhyme was popular so they played. Ahram was sweating because it was his turn.

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