Player

Raulf searched around the docks and went towards the 3rd floor. He found a pile of crates covered in plastic. He unsheathed them and looked under the plastic to find a envelope filled with files taped under it.

"...Its here" He opened it and found multiple forged papers inside it. Fake registrations and fake identification. "Leon" He looks at a fake name with a face he recognized.

He opened the briefcase besides it and found 300 thousand euros in cash. "....Take some money wont be bad~" As he take 50 thousand euros and place them in a bag.

"Now i need.. fuck... I should have asked for Camille's number! I totally forgot i dont have an ident-" remembering he already has an identity, but he is using this world's identity.

He is just a clone running around with the same name. He covered every crates and placed everything in place, and ran. The center is an hour from the docks and he started to navigate his way to it.

He was fast and quick, looking like he didnt lose any stamina at all. He was able to reach in the center at 45 minutes whilst carrying a backpack filled with cash.

He stayed above a rooftop just Infront of the center and placed his bag filled with money there. He dropped down while asking people as they came pouring out the center.

Raulf ran inside but was stopped to identify himself, stating his name while rushing in. "Wait!" The guards was about to go after him but they we're stopped by Jonathan.

"Hey, are you the Raulf who was taken by the government or the one-"

"Jonathan!" He was happy to see him as he run towards him. "Have you seen Camille? Do you have her number?"

'Huh?!' Jonathan was caught of guard but he sighed. "So youre the guy who came to my office right? You came back here for that?" Jonathan replied to him.

Raulf just laughs it out "I have reasons.." He sighed "What's the reason? I dont give the worker's information easily?" He laughs it off again making an excuse on the spot.

"I'm interested in her..." Raulf smiled embarrassingly. 'I can't fucking believe im using this as an excuse but its better than nothing, i could have used something much more decent.'

Jonathan raised his left eyebrow with interest and curiosity. "Hmm... so you want to date her?"

"Not exactly date her, I just want to know her." 'Can you just please give me her number? I cant believe a former mercenary is reduced to atoms when being asked about relationships.' And he covers his face sighing.

"Alright, its xxx" Jonathan went to grab a cup of water but Raulf went with him asking him some questions.

"About that other guy, has he returned yet?" Jonathan swayed his head denying it. "No, I didnt think that you are not related though."

While texting Camille, He asked more questions about this world. "What exactly are players?"

Jonathan was drinking his water but he stopped to reply. "They are people who gets hired for work. I really dont like them due to their egos."

"What if i say to you im a Player? What would people think about me?" Raulf asked him.

"The testimony of Camille and the other while being asked of you..."

***

So what have you observe about this man?

"Id say he is probably a player. His body didn't receive any sort of mutation when he was out for a long time. He is strong too!"

"How strong exactly?"

"He push the van so far from a falling spear!"

"Wait you were ambushed by the excess calamity?"

Excess calamity, There is a chance that the creatures in the rifts stay were they are without moving.

The chances are low but never impossible.

"No a falling spear from the sky came out of nowhere! We didnt even felt it was coming. if he hadn't pushed us one of us could have been sliced in half!"

***

"Id probably hate you, but you saved them." Patrol and rescuers here risk their lives from the rifts, Many people die from just the exposure of the rifts than the monsters themselves killing people.

The players are the one who tries to clear the gates, but with their powers they think they are at the top.

"The crime rate with players in the east I heard was pretty bad more than the west. I really dont like them but if they help people, i dont mind returning the favor"

"Have france have any other players?"

"Well you see, we have some strong players. They are probably B ranks and A ranks here and there but most of them are working abroad."

"Why? While i was fighting those monsters i didnt see another player."

Jonathan sudden bust out his water he sipped, in shock, while Raulf was talking.

"You killed those monsters?!" He wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Not monsters... They were more human. They were like from an ancient civilization but their armor was tougher than that of medieval armors."

"They drop loot when they die. Gold coins and gear. They are expensive though and you have to manually pick all of them up. Just killing a monster gives you about 20 euros."

"What??" Raulf completely over looked everything and he was pre occupied with the fight and dint thought of the things that was dropping.

"Ugh... Oh!" Raulf was pissed but a message came from Camille.

[Hey! How did you get my number?]

[Ah... I asked from Jonathan.]

[I was about to ask your number before you left. I guess am lucky] 'Youre lucky?'

"You're talking to her right now?" Raulf nodded silently while texting Camille.

"Alright then, Ill go. Here's my number in this card. Call me sometime, I can help you become an official player if you want to."

"Oh thanks. Ill be leaving too then. I just asked Camille to meet up."

"Good luck on your date~"

"Yea sure, thanks"

Raulf quickly took his bag from the roof top and immediately left. Jonathan was looking at Raulf when he left, but out of the corner of his eye from a black car he saw the other "Raulf" drop down the car.

'What? I saw him left..' But he observes him, watching him take his bike at the parking lot and immediately rode off.

"....I need to text Raulf about this.."