Chapter 11: Lurking in the Shadows.

" There are people that are happy when you are happy, others are happy only when you are happy with them, for them, and only then, can they be happy." 

Chapter 11: Lurking in the Shadows.

I hate it when I see them happy. Because I am here to make others miserable. I am so miserable in life that I believe that no one should be happy. If I cannot be happy, so are they. Life should be fair. 

I am a son of a wealthy construction business owner. However, my parents are never home even if they are in our million dollar sprawling house. They seldom talk to each other. Father is busy with his construction empire and my mom is busy with her friends. I have only my nanny who doesn't even care to talk to me. She only makes it sure that I am fed, clothed and ushered into the many things that occupy my daily schedule. All the people around me only care about how to appear busy with their jobs and their lives. 

When I try to talk to Mom, she would call the nanny and refer my concern to her. When I try to talk to my father, he calls the nanny and refers me to her. When I talk to the nanny, she would listen to me and jot down what i need and that'll be it. She has a credit card that she uses to buy me everything I would ask for, or pay for whatever I need to pay which she would later report to my father. I lack nothing except the love and affection of people whom I could really talk to. I long for somebody to love me. I never felt any personal care from the people around me. That's why I gathered some classmates around me. I bribed them with favors and cash to recognize me as head of the gang and become their boss. I also admired a girl who's the primadonna of the whole class, I wanted her to be mine and mine alone. But recently she was rumored to have an online boyfriend she met on a game named Ragnarok Online; I need to confirm if it is true.

Thus, when I asked for a computer, I was given one of the most advanced gaming computers available in the mall in the city. I asked the store technician for the best specs and he spared no expense in giving me the best kit there is at the store, Gaming center, quad widescreens, liquid cooled CPU, two hours capable high end UPS, high definition, high fidelity, super bass headset. and the best hardware there is at the store. I even bought a gaming chair that looks like an airplane pilot's seat, and a gaming setup that looks like a CIA or Homeland security console. The store technician personally installed it in my room and I paid him extra for the service.

Sure enough, I was the most responsive and system agility advantageous player, I have a wide angle of view and bigger picture to better see the small numbers of the in-game stats. Thus, I can more or less calculate the stats of my opponent up against my stats.

I used my unfair advantage to kill other players and loot their corpses. Thus, I leveled up so quickly and amassed so much wealth. I purposely selected the assassin class so that I can hide and have quick kill abilities. Although my vitality and strength are not that high, I can usually kill players higher than my level especially if I ambush them after fighting monsters. When the players' vitality and stamina are spent, while it may be that they have no more potions and they linger in Player kill allowed areas, I attack them from hiding and loot their mangled bodies.

Thus I earned the Bad Guy badge, and the reputation of being the baddest assassin in all Rangarok. Because I seek to bully and kill a guy who stole my girl. I need to find her and that guy at all costs. I will do anything and everything to find both of them, come hell or high water.

Amy was my girl. She might not admit it but she had no other choice. No one is as good looking and as rich as I am in our school. The majority of her minions are my guys whom I gathered to surround her and bully anyone who would want to be with Amy. Of Course I never do it infront of her. Only Danny, a gay friend of hers, was allowed to be with her except us. However, there is a rumor of a new guy that Amy is spending much time with. I asked all my minions to tail her 24/7 and they reported nothing. But even me would believe that she is spending more and more time with someone else because she is spending less and less time with us. I am jealous, I cannot deny it.

Amy no longer linger after class with us. She no longer hangs out at the mall with us. She usually goes straight home after class, often with Danny. I cannot bully Danny as Amy would surely know. Thus, I bought some binoculars and handheld radios to aid us in our surveillance. We saw that she was being helpful with her mother and spends most of her time helping out or doing house chores. The way she lovingly helped her mom around the house and store made me admire her more.

I could have ended my surveillance to her right then and there but I saw her lovingly put up a poster of an online game. IT was a poster of Ragnarok. So I bribed another store in front of her house to allow me to climb to their roof to spy on her. True enough. It is Ragnarok that she's spending a lot of time with. She would play for hours on end and spend some more on other times. And then, when I playfully asked Danny to talk about it, he didn't. I know I had to be in that game to know what I want to know.

So I planned everything. I paid a classmate of ours to teach me the game and I bought the best gaming computer set that I could buy but I have a huge problem. I don't know Amy's game name and I failed to clearly see her character and name with my binoculars. I could have asked her about it, but she would not even speak about it in school.

So, I decided to go into the game and hope that one day, I may be able to find her among all the people in the game. I know it will be much harder than the proverbial finding a needle in a haystack, but at least I know where to look for her. She might have used another name in the game and might have chosen to play as a boy as what our classmate did (he used another name, different from his, and played as a girl).

 At first, I wanted to be friendly and kind. I helped other players and had as many friends as I could. I spent time, effort and even huge amounts of money to gain friends who left me as soon as I asked them to help me find Amy. Some may excuse themselves, but mostly would not even say their real names and some even blocked me as soon as I asked their real names. Many of whom I spent many hours thinking they would help me find Amy, laughed at me and unfriended me. They thought that I was insane or something!

Yes! I went insane thinking that I lost Amy without a fight! I lost Amy to a person I never knew about. I lost her to a person I can never persuade nor bully into leaving her alone with me! I cannot even find her in the world of Ragnarok! Of all that I can do, I failed to protect my turf! This is unacceptable! I cannot even display my displeasure in real life, nor persuade or pressure anyone to help me in the game. In game and out of the Game, I am a failure!

I tried talking to Amy, asking if she was playing Ragnarok online, but she walked away! I cannot push further because the more I do it, the more she will shy away from me! I am losing and I am losing badly! This is unacceptable!

That's when I changed my name to Abaddon3ta4. It is a mix of a name of a fallen angel and the word hate in alpha numeric spelled backwards. 

"I will be the most feared Villain in this world! I will be the bringer of hell to all players! I will bring death and destruction to every player till everyone has already tasted my tears and perished under the venom of my blade! I will be a death dealer until I get to avenge my loss and satisfy my bloodlust!"

I changed class from a knight to an assassin. I had to reset my stats, give up many costly and powerful gears I got and bought a costly set of assassin gears from a merchant. I spent many hours leveling up my stats and skills in an unbridled killing spree! I lurk in the corners and the shadows to ambush unsuspecting players. I take pleasure in killing struggling, monster weakened players .

I fought, bled and died so many times that I could not even recall how many. Many times, I killed solo players, sometimes I encounter higher level players, I don't care. I killed so many newcomers that I was suspended so many times by the moderators. Sometimes players would form a raid party to seek me out and kill me, I don't care. I fought so many players and raid parties that many players thought that the name "Abaddon3ta4" is a boss NPC.

"I am Abaddon3ta4, and I am your worst nightmare"