Dumbledoof
Two Thousand Club
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Ken was just having a normal day of after school. He would get out, ride his bike home, and then do his homework. It was certainly nothing special, just the regular routine of somebody going to college to get their education. He usually worked a job, however, he had it off today! That is a miracle in of itself.
The day got even better when he snagged a copy of the new release of today; Sword Art Online. It was a virtual reality MMORPG, one of the first of its kind. He had been hyped and excited for this ever since he had gotten his hands on a pair of Nerve Gear. This was going to be epic!
Or that's what he thought. He failed to account for the fact that it was a death game.
Just what kind of sick bastard forced you to play a video game where, if you died in the game - and oh hell, a lot of people have died already - you died in real life? He had no way of knowing if that was true or not. Once you're in, you can't get back out, and trying to remove the helmet meant certain death anyway. You had to win. He had never played to win so hard in his life before.
He played hardcore for the first time ever in his life. He had his work cut out for him; racing against the clock for the quests all around the first floor, battling monsters, meeting certain peril, and even having to fight other players for survival. This truly was a clusterfuck and he did NOT sign up for others trying to kill him! Were these people just dumb or was there something to actually gain from murdering the other players? He didn't want to find out.
This campaign for reaching godtier status among everybody else so he wouldn't have to worry too much about certain doom led him to being completely surrounded by a pack of dire wolves. While a lot lower level than him, their numbers were nothing to scoff at. Dire wolves are agile and naturally tough, able to dish out heavy damage quickly when in packs. While he wasn't scared, it was worrying. He might not make it out this time.
Ken, or his avatar name, Effigy, brandished his spear and was slowly backed into a corner. He gave quick jerks with his weapon towards wolves that tried to make sudden advances, making them scramble away. This wasn't going well, and he was half health when this fight started. What a horrible way to die...