REAL WORLD
After checking the count of game coins in his inventory, Logan decided to take rest for the day as he planned for a big thing tomorrow.
The game world of "Realm of Legends" began to fade as Logan initiated the logout process. His field of vision turned from the medieval marketplace to a blurry swirl before clearing up to show the dimly lit interior of the internet gaming cafe. It was 11 o'clock at night.
Stretching his stiff limbs, Logan lifted the VR helmet off his head, setting it on the table before him. A soft chime rang, signalling the end of his session. The cafe, once bustling with fervent gamers, was now nearly deserted. The faint hum of the high-end PCs was the only sound breaking the silence.
Suddenly a gentle voice floated over to him. "Did you finish it, Logan?"
Logan turned to see a young woman, perhaps in her early twenties, tidying up the cafe's counter. She is the same girl who helped him in the morning with a game card and early slot allotment to the helmet. Her uniform slightly dishevelled after what seemed to be a long shift. Her hazel eyes glistened with a mix of exhaustion and warmth.
"Yeah, got lost in the game," Logan replied with a sheepish smile. "Thanks for letting me stay late."
She waved off his gratitude with a playful grin. "Not a problem. It's always fun watching someone immerse so deeply. By the way, convert your game card to virtual account." She handed over a sleek silver card with the cafe's logo on it from the helmet in which Logan played till now.
Logan took it, nodding appreciatively. "You might want to stock up and sell more equipment related to 'Realm of Legends.' It's really picking up steam. Might be good for business."
The cafe girl chuckled, "I'll suggest that to the manager who is also my father. Thanks for the tip."
Making his way out, Logan felt the chill of the night greet him. The streets, illuminated by the blue-ish glow from the overhead lights, were mostly deserted. In the distance, the automated transport pods glided silently, their electric engines whispering promises of a future brimming with possibilities.
Logan's next stop was a finance assistant robot, a sleek and modern replacement for the ATMs of yesteryears. He approached the machine and quickly linked his finance account to his game ID, ensuring the seamless transfer of in-game currency to real-world money.
As he continued on, a corner shop caught his eye. He purchased a sachet of bread and butter, imagining the luxurious meals he ate in the past.
His old apartment building loomed ahead. The creaky elevator brought him to his floor, and he navigated the dimly lit corridor to his rundown room. The door squeaked in protest as he entered, revealing a space that spoke of both poverty and care.
On his battered wooden desk, Logan's eyes landed on a neat stack of the new currency, Links. Twenty of them, to be exact. A small note lay beside it. "For rent and food. – Uncle."
His heart tightened. His thirty-year-old uncle who is still unmarried had been Logan's rock ever since the loss of their parents. He was unmarried, working multiple jobs, and still managed to leave money for Logan when he could.
A new resolve burned within Logan. He had to introduce his uncle to "Realm of Legends." Maybe they could earn together, turn their lives around.
Seating himself on the edge of his worn-out bed, Logan sent a quick message to his uncle. *Meet me early tomorrow. It's urgent.*
Lying down, he was almost lulled to sleep by the distant hum of the city when a soft beep broke the silence. Picking up his communication device, its screen cracked and scratched, he read the message that popped up.
*Money received from Lady Bird: 800 Links.*
A slow smile crept onto Logan's face. Tomorrow was a new beginning, and for once, the future looked bright. With a heart full of hope and gratitude, he closed his eyes, allowing sleep to carry him into dreams of fantastical realms and legendary adventures.
While Logan is sleeping the world dynamics are changing a way faster than usual.
The gaming world was abuzz with excitement. "Realm of Legends," the newest MMORPG, was nothing short of revolutionary. With its advanced real-world-like technology, players were not merely playing; they were living inside a new realm. This wasn't just a game; it was an experience.
Store shelves across cities were rapidly emptying, with the game's VR helmets becoming the hottest commodity. These weren't the clunky, wire-ridden devices of the past but sleek, futuristic headgear that promised unmatched immersion. From Tokyo to Toronto, Sydney to Stockholm, gamers flocked to electronics stores, forming serpentine queues, each eager to dive into this new world.
With each login, the game's population surged. In the vast virtual landscape of "Realm of Legends," players from all corners of the globe converged. Conversations in multiple languages filled the air as avatars met, mingled, and strategized. The rush to form the first guild was palpable.
Guilds weren't just a status symbol; they were a ticket to wealth. Major organizations, recognizing the game's potential, began offering lucrative contracts to top players, turning virtual success into tangible rewards.
Yet, amidst this whirlwind of excitement, the individual destined to rule this new realm was blissfully unaware. While dreams of conquest and adventure danced in their head, the world outside was shifting.
The boundaries between the virtual and the real were blurring, and the age-old dynamics of power, wealth, and influence were undergoing a radical transformation. "Realm of Legends" wasn't just changing the game; it was changing the world.
As alarm hit at 5'o clock, Logan woke up and began exercising the game mechanics. His main goal is to match his physical performance to game mechanics for the firm control over character movement and ability swapping and evading techniques.
The thoughts of game plans keep swirling inside his brain. He couldn't stop thinking about few game items which he must acquire at any cost.
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