A happy night to face the inevitable

Nothing is better

Nothing on those nights is regrettable

The inevitable will come and soon last forever;

The happy night will guide you

It is your light for whenever

The happy night is not hope to you

Instead, a goal against the inevitable

So let us cheer now; disregard the detestable for it will come

Do now for we are able;

So soon the inevitable has come

But we are ready with many a smile and grin

For whatever that may be grim;

It is inevitable that we will win now so back down

You can’t kill someone who’s happy to die

Tomorrow night heads will fly

You win this round

Hahahaha

You win this round

See you tomorrow

fuckers

“Mr. Litica I don’t want to take these tests.”

“Then don’t.”

“Really?”

“No, if you don’t I will turn on the no death function and personally beat the shit out of you until you try your best. So quit wasting my time.” He sounding a little too happy saying that. If you ask me he’s probably a pedophile or something.

“Well that doesn’t matter anyway because I think my test scores will surprise you.” Remember how I reincarnated? Yeah, in my past life I didn’t do jack shit except kill the king and kill myself, so in conclusion I’m absolutely fucked. Seriously I have the coordination and strength of a toddler, quite literally in this case I might add, and it’s not like I was a fucking ninja master in my past life. I was just a loser who poisoned a king because I got mad. Quite a big one too.

My life is complete shit!

I make my way to the stairs and step up onto the platform, it is much larger than it looked from far away. It could definitely hold a few hundred people in it with room to spare. ‘I have been rather accepting of this whole ordeal. It’s not like I have anything better to do, except bitch and moan I guess. I’ll just do the two simultaneously.’

“So what are you gonna have me do? Punch one of those strength gouging machines? Run as fast as I can?” I look back asking him inquisitively. A small smirk appeared on his face leaving me to wonder what is so funny.

“No not exactly.”

“Oh great you’re just like everybody else. Another mister mysterioso who needs to act so cool and indifferent. Seriously who taught you how to talk to other people? The Joker? Did you learn how to converse from a comic book big man?” Even as I say that the big man’s face remains indifferent. What a chad. From my spot up here I’m almost taller than him, but somehow it appears I am still the lesser man.

“Okay child let’s see just how long you’ll survive in the ring. I was thinking about letting you go to just before you die because you’re so young and all, but let's go until you die instead and help the scientists figure out what will happen to you.” He says to me with a deep undertone of death and violence.

“Oh I can tell them that already. Everything turns really black, really squishy, then there is light, and then everything goes to shit and you are put up for adoption and the government takes you in.”

“Just shut up kid. I’m activating the program now I’ve got things to do so just get over with this fast please.”

“You really don’t have to do that.” I anxiously plead. All I get in return is a small head shake and a finger tapping on some invisible button. I imagine the start button. *Berh* *Berh* Ow too loud, too loud! My hands reach up to my ears covering them. I look behind me and see a three-dimensional timer ticking down. Shit I only have ten seconds! Looking back at the man I feel my heart pounding and things become too real. I run to the stairs but something impedes my way. A semi-transparent wall lights up at my touch. Hitting it a little confirmed my suspicions, the wall isn’t budging. Fuck!

*Boom* “Match start!” Oh fuck off! I turned around to face whatever I am supposed to be facing with little anticipation. My heart palpitates a little thinking about the battle to come, it’s going to be really tiring without a doubt. I clench my fist until my knuckles turn white and my pulse rises even further. Maybe this won’t be too bad maybe I’ll be able to fight back. No I’m going to fight back...to spite those fuckers to show them what’s up. And if I’m going to fight I might as well go head on and try not to get the shit kicked out of me. ‘Might as well’ I scoff at myself.

Looking towards the center of the stage I wait to see what will happen, and soon enough blue pixels appear like a hologram in mid-air. They crawl from the head down revealing a blue silhouette of a humanoid figure. Judging from what I’ve seen in this world so far, or at least what I’ve seen on the internet, I’d say that there is a seventy percent chance it’s a fucking goblin. The blue pixels finally reached the feet of the creature and the rendered creature begins to unveil.

“A fucking goblin. You’re making me fight one of these losers for real?” I look over to the proctor man but he just looks at me dead in the eyes.

[Hobgoblin Grunt Lv. 1]

“I just can’t win can I?”

“Grrr!”

“Don’t growl at me you soggy asparagus lookin’ ass!”

“GRRR!” The green figure seemed to be riled up now if it wasn’t already before. The gobl- hobgoblin stomps his feet like a horse before it charges, and it dashes forward full speed. I try to follow him with my eyes but I’m too slow. My body subconsciously reacts and I try to make some sort of athletic pose to prepare myself.

I make out a whistling sound coming straight for my face full speed and turn to it instinctually. All I manage to make out is a green blur before it fills up my entire line of sight. ‘So fast!’ I try to drop to the ground but the little shit is too fast for me and my small figure. I hear a loud clonk before everything goes blank for what seems like a second or two. An intense pain rings throughout my forehead forcing me into the fetal position clinging onto my injury.

*Tap tap ta-* With my ear close to the ground I hear quick pulses of vibrations getting louder and louder. ‘He’s coming!’ I roll to the side as fast as my body can handle and use the momentum to launch myself up. My eyes are blurry and won’t focus but I ignore them and try to run away full speed. It’s not enough though I feel the monsters manic eyes upon me and I’m already winded. Moving at any speed with these legs is fucking impossible I’m way too scrawny! The same whistling sound pangs throughout my head sending a wave of nausea through my brain. I dive to the side this time once more however something still manages to clip my leg. Tumbling to the ground I try to roll as far as possible to give myself a little more space. My heart is pumping too fast way too fast and it's giving me this awful headache. My head hurts! It hurts, it fucking hurts! Fuck! My eyes are spotting up but I know I need to escape. ‘Get up! Get up!’ I try to move my legs but they won’t comply. They won’t move! Not now I need to run now! I look down my body only to find one leg bent the wrong way and the other limp and blue. ‘Fuck...I’m dead...I’ll respawn though right? This is okay. I’ll just die. Die again.’

“Grrraaaahhh!” The fiend lets out a little cry of victory. Congratulations you beat a five-year-old. The chubby green monster trots over slowly smiling to itself with an ear to ear grin. It looks like it just went to the Faire and actually won a prize for once. The figures scrawny legs make its way over to me slowly taking it’s time and enjoying the view. As I see its shadow creep its way towards me my heart starts speeding up. I was really banking on being able to fight back I should have just let the monster kill me in the beginning. My body feels awfully lethargic as I look up at the hobbitch and I can’t help but take some comfort in it. The blow to my head must have really done a number on me.

Finally reaching me the hobgobli- no it’s a fucking goblin, the goblin pops a squat on its chicken-like legs and leers down at me. ‘Just fucking get it over with.’ Raising its grotesque leg it motions over to my head putting its stinky gross disgusting absolutely horrid foot on my face. His foot is rough and littered with unpopped blisters. His foot presses down into my cheek as he looks down at me with his malicious green eyes.

“W-what are you too scared to f-follow through string b-bean?”

“Grah?” He tilted his head clearly not understanding.

“Are you a fucking vegetable? Follow through pussy! Kill me!” I’m screaming now but my voice feels distant and my head is fading. It’s like I’m sinking to the bottom of a lake looking upwards. I just want this to be over, just kill me.

“Grrrraaaahh!” The beast graciously complies. He slams his foot on my head hard enough for me to hear a cracking sound. Over and over he pounds my head.

*Crack* *Crack* *Crack*

My world starts to fade from my eyes throwing me back to the void. I got beat up fast, too fast. I’m a disgrace. I’m also a five year old, but also a forty five year old man. Ideas and thoughts are passing through my head like a thread I can’t grasp.

I just want to fade but I remain tethered here by a failing quest. Poetic aren’t I. My mind is weird. Fuzzy. It feels wrong. I don’t think I like this.

Who are you?

You’re not me.

Wrong this is wrong!

…

“They killed her.” A feeling rises in my gut.

“They killed my daughter.” No stop it!

“They killed my daughter.” I’ll get her back don’t worry so stop.

“You can kill them Tom! Kill them Tom! Kill them!” Who are you? You don’t belong here; this is my head! My head!

“They killed our daughter Tom.” Shuttup. The void pulses.

“You have the power Tom.” Stop talking! The void flashes.

“They killed our daughter Tom.” I know! The void brightens.

“You have the power Tom.” I know I know I know! The void is blinding.

“They need to die Tom.”

“They need to die Tom.”

“They must so they will.”

“Pitiful really, just pitiful. I don’t know what I was expecting but this is just too much.” Mr. Litica sighs inwardly to himself. He does his best to remain indifferent but it is never easy watching a little kid be brutally murdered right in front of your eyes. ‘It’s just part of the job. He’ll respawn anyway and be fine.’ He tries to lie to himself every time something like this happens but it does little to remove the genuine worry he has for his students. From time to time Litica even finds grey strands of hair on his head even though he is only thirty.

“This job is going to be the end of me I swear it.” Litica cringes as he sees the kids legs disform and contort as the hobgoblin pounds into him. He knows all too well how real this game is and how real it feels. Some of the higher grade students fight him for sparring practice, or at least in theory; it’s more like one sided destruction. Some people are just insane.

“...Fucking vegetable...follow through!...” Litica scoffs “He’s got some balls on him I’ll give him that.” At least this whole thing is going to be over soon and the next test should be finished rather quickly too. Then all he has to do is send the reports and kapeesh, he’s done. In theory at least.

“Hmm, cold.” A cold breeze blows by, but that makes little to no sense because the temperature is always hot in this server. ‘Odd’ Litica thinks to himself.

*Player Magic Deactivated*

A window appears in the entry barrier in front of Mr. Litica. ‘Player magic? The kid isn’t that dumb, is he? He ought to know he can’t use magic in there.’

*Player Magic Deactivated*

*Player Magic Deactivated*

The windows spam. Looking from the panels to where the boy...is standing? How he had just been on the ground a second ago. The boy’s hand and arms twitch and spasm uncontrollably like he is being possessed.

“Magic doesn’t work there kid so stop trying you’re going to give yourself an aneurysm!” He called out to the kid but no response was to be found.

“The must so they will.”

Black tendrils shoot out from underneath the boy’s feet like snakes slithering around him forming a massive whirlpool with him at the epicenter. The chilling feeling intensifies even more and a vivid feeling of malice flows through the air like thick oil. The hobgoblin stands still frozen in place like a statue. The boy from inside the whirlpool turns towards Litica staring at him with the same black tendrils pouring out from inside his eyelids. His eyes blank like he staring at nothing and no one.

“This isn’t good, this definitely isn’t good I should contact HQ.”

*Error:// 678 External Failure* just as Litica was opening his contact list an error message popped up.

“External failure? What the fuc-”

*Fwoosh*

The whirlpool becomes a gigantic hurricane of black tendrils haphazardly spinning around each other in circles.

“No!”

“Kid you need to stop! Look I’ll stop the test so you need to stop! Stop now!” Litica projects his voice into the stage. Trying to reach the voice he heard ever so faintly.

“HQ I have to call HQ right now.” Mr. Litica checks his contacts list hurriedly and his fingers fumble through his Holo device speedily. A lot of incidents happen often so he knows who to contact.

*Ding*

“Hello is Damien there?”

“Sir! We have an incident with the new student that the computer couldn’t handle.”

“Just watch sir? Are you sure?”

“Sir yes sir! However I can’t see anything right now sir! There appears to be a giant vortex blanketing the stage!”

“Yessir!” As commanded Litica turns off the shield around the stage and lets the vortex run wild in hopes that it will clear up his view. However instead the only thing that can be said to have been accomplished is drowning everything in a huge radius in pitch black darkness.

‘Holy shit, holy shit.’ I do not like the darkness I never have! Even though my ability enhances my body by a great margin it does little to nothing for my eyes. I’m too vulnerable here. My body walks through the darkness like it’s thick molasses. I should have just ended it right then and there and just gotten over with it. But no I had to turn on death mode.

“Kid where are you!” Damien is going to be so fucking pissed if I don’t get a recording of this. Trying to peer through the darkness but with little success I continue to walk forward in the direction of the kid.

My legs start to tire which is strange because I could run one hundred miles for a warm up. Just where is this kid? My lungs feel heavy like they’re full of a thick viscous liquid. I walk some more trudging on but it is taking an eternity to get anywhere at all. He couldn’t have been that far on the stage could he? Could he?

“Hard...isn’t it? Walking in that blood.” A crackling voice resonates throughout the darkness like a loudspeaker calling students to their next class. ‘Blood?’ I glance down but can’t see anything so I crouched down to get a closer look. Reaching downwards slowly eventually I feel a cool dark liquid touch my fingers and suddenly things become a little more real.

“I want my daughter can you give me my daughter?

“...”

“C’mon there is a present for anyone who gives me what I want.” Daughter? No that is impossible he is only a little over five. He must have gone crazy. Maybe this is just his instinctual response, maybe this is his near death response. People do go haywire every once in a while, even if they know it’s a game. Just a game.

“I’m not playing tell me where she is.” The voice becomes louder and proportionally more urgent. Like a dog waiting to eat its food.

“...” I refuse I won’t play along.

A cold feeling rises up my leg slowly but steadily. The blood is rising I have to run. Adrenaline starts coursing through my body and I launch myself forward full speed. Drowning in blood is not something I want to do even if virtual. Tightening and untightening my muscles it becomes clear my power is not functioning unlike the kid’s. He must have overloaded his system somehow. Yes because that makes perfect sense.

I just have to get the psycho kids don’t I. I couldn’t just go with the usual military instructor path, no I had to go with the fucking kid that spews fucking smog out of his ass.

“No stop I need to calm down and think. Think, think, think!” The darkness makes its way and smothers me in its blanket. Squeezing my eyes shut I do my best to think up a solution, but I only draw blanks.

“Last chance Mr. L please tell me where she is I really need to know it is of the utmost importance. She’s about yea high and has beautiful hair and is the very cutest and is my daughter.” His voice echoes throughout the endless sea of darkness in a very cold and detached manner. Not a voice of nightmares but instead that of an adult male, not deep but low and emotional.

“I...I really don’t know who you’re talking about.” I say honestly out towards the nothingness resigning to my inevitable death. Well, probable death, at most, to be honest, it didn’t really matter either way because this is a virtual world anyway. Although pain sensitivity is turned on in this world. ‘Who cares I’ve dealt with worse in the past.’

“Wrong answer.” The voice hit another low and the blood started rising faster. Now the blood level reached up to the top of my pectorals and it didn’t seem like it was going to slow down any time soon.

“Who is your daughter? Maybe we can find her!” I try feeding him lies because from all first hand accounts I’ve heard of, drowning in blood is painful and sucks a lot. I start swimming in the blood but I know at some point I’ll reach the sealing of the battle box.

“Annette, her name is Annette” The voice became soft like it was pondering distant memories.

“We can work with that we have a database with all the names and faces you would ever need!” I yell out to him this time telling a half-truth. We do have the database it’s just he’ll never get to use it of course.

“Really? Would even my Annette be in the database?”

“Yes! Of course she would be!”

“Then bring me to the database right now I am going to find my daughter!” The blood stops rising but I still have to swim to remain afloat. Which is not too bad considering I could swim for days.

“I can’t not right no- Argh! What the fuck!” My arms disappeared from my body leaving only gaping holes in my sides. Immense pains makes my eyes become dotted and my sight blurs like nothing I’ve experienced before. The fucking blood had hardened around my arms so fast I couldn’t react.

*Warning: Player is About to Faint. Buff added to Player*

[Temp Buff: Insomnia added]

I feel like I’m going to pass out but my eyes stay up forcing me awake and not allowing me any temporary relief. I want to say something but blood fills my mouth and Getting a breather is hard. Something clotted the blood pouring out of my arms and somehow I’m still alive.

“Bring me the database or I’ll destroy this planet, your choice.” A now maniacal voice forces its way into my skull and rings like the loudest dropped pan known to mankind. Fuck this I wish I just drowned.

“Yo-you have t-to *cough* get permission fi-first.” I managed to speak through my blood filled lungs.

“No I’m going to take it and leave!” He surprisingly responds to me and I shake my head ever so slightly. Everything is slowly becoming more and more numb and my eyes can’t seem to focus on anything.

“P-assword.”

“I’ll fucking force it out of them!”

“C-can’t, they’ll, just kill, selves…”

“Fuck. Shit dick balls eat ass you fucking cunt kill yourself you fucking bitch ass dickhead butt munching toe sucking fuckface. I will fucking end your entire fucking lineage starting with your first born you fucking degenerate ass steroid infused cock sucking bitch ass who has a tiny ass dick!”

Suddenly the blood warped its way around my head and then everything went blank.

*You died Congratulations! Speak to Project Manager Immediately after exiting the VR device. Thank you!*

“Well fuck me I think I should quit.”

“...”

“Naw I don’t have anything better to do anyway fuck being a Military instructor that’s boring as fuck.”