CIA's offer

"Can I say no...?" I replied sarcastically.

Who wouldn't want to get out of this shit hole.

"Good, the CIA agency are in need of young uns like you. We need an eye in-game, and some places we can't be seen in reality, so I vouched for you to be considered. Are you in or out?" She asked casually.

  I was surprised at first and didn't know how to react, "Why would you need eyes in-game, isn't there an AI managing it?' I asked curiously.

"That's a classified information I can't share with you, so?" She asked, and crossed her arms on her busty chest.

"I'm in" I muttered with a sigh, after being silent for a while.

"Good...' she said, and opened up the mini laptop on the table, then tilted it's screen to face me.

  I did a quick scan on the digital document, and wiped my both thumb neat on my uniform, then placed them one at a time on the laptop's screen, for a scan.

"So when do I get to leave?" I asked in uncertainty.

"Now..." She said with a smile, and nodded her head to the prison guard stationed at the entrance.

  The prison guard walked up to me, and placed a neat set of casual cloth and a sneakers, on the table before me.

"I'll be waiting outside then..." The lady stood up and said, then walked out the door.

  I chuckled to myself in amusement, "Seems like I still have a bright future ahead of me" I muttered, and quickly changed into the white hoody and black pants I was given, and adorned my feet with the comfort of the black sneakers. 

  I got escorted out of the prison building by the same prison guard, and walked up to the CIA lady who was leaning on a neat black Chevrolet sports car.

"Can you drive?" She asked as I approached her.

The original Kyle could, so "yeah..." I replied.

"Be my guest..." She said and threw me the keys, then got into the passenger seat.

  I licked my now dry lips in excitement, and got into the driver's seat. She had already set the coordinates in the car's GPS, so I quickly drove in it's direction, enjoying the ride of this strange world.

-

"All your previous properties and assets have been permanently confiscated by the government, so you'll be living here for now. There's a small gym in the basement, and there's an altered pod in your bedroom... This phone would be used to contact you when needed, and is strictly for business" She explained, and handed me a smartphone.

  We were in the living room of a nice two bedroom bungalow, which was located at a quiet neighborhood, pretty far from where I once lived.

"Altered pod?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah, the top players of Gray Zone are level fifty's now, so the pod was altered to boost your level to thirty once you sign in. And you'll also get a random job which suits your hobby" the lady explained, "The car outside is yours, so keep the keys. And here..." She said, and pulled out a black pistol, and handed it to me, "Try not to kill any innocent civilian, it is for your protection only" she added.

"Thanks..." I sincerely said with a smile.

"And lest I forget, you'll be paid a monthly allowance for your feeding and clothing into this card, the other bills are on us" She said and handed me a black credit card, "I live across the street, incase you get into trouble" she added and turned to leave.

"W-wait, may I know your name?... As a neighbor" I added the last part when she didn't stop to reply.

"Emma..." She replied without looking behind, and walked out, closing the door behind her.

"Emma..." I repeated to myself.

  I toured myself around my new apartment after she left. The mini gym at the basement was nice and equipped, the kitchen was designed pretty well, and my room was well spaced out. There was also an empty dusty attic, which had a small window with which I could view the neighborhood.

  The CIA agency were really nicer than I thought, though they seized my previous properties and assets, they gave me a house, a nice car, cleared my bills and pay me allowances... Even gave me a pod to jump level me.

  I was starting to have mixed feelings, like everything that has happened so far was all part of my future's crafting process, like it was meant to happen for the bigger picture. I headed into my bathroom and scrubbed off the prison dirt that had made look like a street urchin.

  I used a scissors to carefully trim my white hair, and shaved off all the unnecessary hairs on my body. After I was done cleaning myself up, I stood before the round mirror above the sink, and stared at my new reflection. Neatly trimmed white hair, blue eyes, a small pointed nose, and fair soft lips. But I no longer had the vibe of the previous introverted Kyle, I now looked like a wise man who had seen all life had to offer, trapped in the body of an eighteen year old boy.

  I sighed deeply and stepped out from the bathroom, feeling fresh and vitalized. I drooped on only shorts, leaving my upper body bare, and walked over to the gaming pod at one side of the room.

  It was gray in color, and looked like a large, luxurious coffin. I opened it to reveal a white padded interior, with an oxygen mask which had a thin gas pipe fixated to a small hole in the pod. It was giving the vibes of an experimental chamber.

  I stepped into it and gently laid on my back, then strapped the oxygen mask to my nose, and closed the lid above me. I began hearing electronical buzzing, and felt the rush of a scentless gas permeate the oxygen mask, and I slowly fell unconscious.

[Synchronization in process...]

[Synchronization successful...]

[Cheat codes detected...]

[Cheat codes activated...]

[Welcome to the world of...]

[#ERROR#]

*Boom*