MrBoness

-- WSA 2025 Entry --

“Five… Four… Three… Two… One…”
As the countdown towards the new year went on to the last second, Miles looked up to the sky, just as everybody else did.

In the middle of the crowded street, Miles for once felt like he belonged. Being a teenage gamer, living with his parents, and trying to build a life as a streamer, he did not feel like leaving his room every day.

But there, in the middle of that crowded street, with everyone around him paying attention to the sky, the countdown on the digital billboard, and mostly anything else but him., Miles felt like a ghost.

A welcomed ghost, but a ghost, after all.

With a smile on his unseen face, he looked up as the countdown reached one, and everybody sang in unison.
‘HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

But Miles’ eyes widened as he watched in utter horror, and curiosity, even, hovering above him, a holographic screen with a few lines of text written in it.

All around him, although he did not pay much attention to it, a few other people seemed to experience the same situation.

[Updating home-world 39515’s version]

[Version 20.25 update brings a lot of fun and games with the new and improved survival mode]

[Do you want to convert your previous avatar to home-world 39515’s latest version?]

[Yes] [No]

“Survival… Mode?” Miles’ lips quivered.

Before he could think of anything else, though, the people around him began to scream…

Mad Hatter's Guide to Clearing The Game

The tension in the air was suffocating, thick with the remnants of scorched metal and the acrid scent of charred flesh. Sarissa barely had time to process Miles' sudden arrival before something small and delicate flew toward her.

Instinctively, she reached out, catching it midair.

The translucent crystal cup was filled with an ethereal liquid, a shimmering blend of blues and purples, swirling like a captured galaxy. The fragrance that wafted up from it was unlike anything she had ever encountered. It was warm, and comforting, with a hint of cinnamon and something magical.

"Drink it," She heard Miles say, without looking at her, his scythe still locked against the katana. "You look awful with all these bruises and cuts." He chuckled.

Sarissa tilted her head, frowning. A psychopath in front of him, and he has time to notice all her bruises? What is he even?

Ch46. RE: [World Quest] (4) - Sounds like a plan