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

Sarissa's heart pounded erratically, her breaths short and shallow. Her vision twisted, distorted by the sheer velocity with which her body moved almost against her will. It felt like her entire being was going to be ripped to shreds if she did not come up with a plan soon.

The battlefield had become a streaking smear of colors, shadows, and flickering embers. Her arms flailed unnaturally fast, her legs barely keeping up with the momentum forced upon her. Every movement she made was a fraction of a second too fast, a misstep waiting to happen.

Miles had changed the rules again, and now, her own body was betraying her.

Having to adapt to being a split-second slower was one thing, but feeling her own body moving practically against her will, as though every thought that she made had become absolute fate, twisting her body and making her heart pound like a machine gun?

Ch52. RE: [World Quest] (10) - Attribute