This is a fiction that was inspired by the new anime Overlord
This is my first fiction that I wrote, so please be gentle with your criticism please:>
Prelude. Game Over
"Kotae wa Doko e? Saga*****e, Where's my soul?"
The speaker blasted the song at full volume.
A man sits in front of his computer with the glare of his computer reflecting on his glasses. This was his daily ritual. Every day he would wake up, and listen to music to wake himself up, at the same time, check the daily news for current events.
"Hmmm, human population reaches 10 Billion soon. Sustainability issues multiplies. If World War 3 or World War Z breaks out, that will solve that problem" He chuckles to himself.
Since a very young age, he had a very dark sense of humor. The idea of death had never bothered him at all.
"I hope that God don't exist because I would probably go to hell for that joke."
"RAISE YOUR FLAG, MARCH ON, FIGHT!" The music kept playing.
He opened another browser page to check his email.
"Junk, Junk, Junk, Junk, Bill, Junk, Hmm..."
He clicked one of his email.
"DRISKOLL TRUMAN, please remember to register for the classes in the new semester either online or in person...''
"Ah crap, I knew I forgot to do something."
He quickly logged on to his college's website to register for his classes. Without thinking about it at all, he chose 5 random courses that seemed easy to complete. He still have no idea what kind of diploma, so he didn't care what he studied as long as it keeps him in the system. Everything was done to keep his parents happy.
He can still hear their nagging voices in the back of his mind...
"You will need a diploma to even get your foot in the door in any business."
"Look, I am smart enough to know that I am not smart enough for the business world. Your son is not special, I am not a beautiful or unique snowflake, I am the same decaying matter as everyone else. I just want to make enough money to get by comfortably and hopefully die at the age of 60" He replied.
Entering his credit card number and finalizing his choices, he took a quick look at the clock.
"Damn its 7 already? Time to work."
Unlike most of his college friends, he actually enjoyed his dead end job. Well, enjoy would be too strong of a word. Tolerable would be much better choice. He work in the back of a supermarket. At first, he was in charge of stocking the cooler only, but within 3 months, the manager trusted him with training the new employees and minor schedule adjustments. Out of all the recent high school graduates, he was the only one that did not ***** and moan about the dead end job. Of course, with new responsibility came a few perks that he does enjoy from now and then. One day, he didn't get enough sleep because of a raid with his guild in World of Warcraft. He fell asleep in the cooler. When he woke up, he saw his manager staring down at him with a smile and said "Don't do this again."
As Driskoll leans back for a quick stretch to wake himself up completely, tragedy struck. He leans back a little too much and lost his balance. His chair flips over and catapults him towards the ground.
BANG!!!!!
Everything went black.
"AA naku*****a kanashimi ga mata uzuiteku, Misery-World!"
The song finishes with no one listening to it.
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"What the hell happened?"
I opened my eyes with a daze staring at the ceiling. Trying to get up from the floor, I try to get some support with my right hand. Nothing moved.
"Huh?"
I tried to wave my right hand frantically, but nothing moved. Remembering the last thing that he did was falling off the chair,
"Don't tell me I broke my spine with that fall and paralyzed me. **** me."
I willed myself to get up, to my total surprise I started to float. Turning around, I saw my body with a pool of blood near my head.
"**** me sideways."
There was a nail coated with blood sticking out of the wall with an imprint of my skull on the dry wall. I guess I died hitting my head on that.
"Well that's a lame way to die." I chuckled.
I tried to look at my "spiritual" body, but I saw nothing. It was as though I was just a floating ball of consciousness.
"Huh, at least I am not fat anymore."
"Since there is after life, I guess there is a God, do I get sent to hell for all my terrible jokes?" I yelled at the ceiling, but there is no answer.
With nothing to do, I stared at the ceiling for a bit longer hoping to see a ray of light and get beamed up like they do in Star Trek. I noticed there were some words and letter in the corner of my eye. I try to focus on it and it enlarged to a full green menu screen.
"What is this a game?"
Refocusing on my surrounding, the menu minimized back to the corner of my eye. I focused on to my monitor.
"What a shame, I just bought this new system and I had to accidentally kill myself before I could really use it."
The screen shows a lich raising his flag on the edge of the cliff side along with his underlings.
"Wait a minute, why is everything frozen?"
I looked at the clock on the wall intensely. It showed 8:14. Since the clock has no second hand he had to stare at the clock for over 5 minute, making sure that my intuition is right.
"Time is stopped at the moment of death?"
Needing to confirm my suspicion, I tried to look out the window and started to float towards it. When I reached the window, I didn't stop and went through it.
"IDSPISPOPD" I chuckled.
It was a fine summer day, blue sky with not a single cloud in the sky. Gazing around I spotted a bird frozen in midflight. It confirmed my worst fear.
"Time is stopped or stretched out indefinitely. Sounds like the writers of Constantine got hell right. Minus all the hellfire."
I stared at the sky, pondering what to do next. I noticed everything else except for the sky to go grey. A menu screen similar to my stat page popped up in the middle of the sky.
"CONGRADULATIONS! 10 Billion Population Reached! GAME OVER!"
"Crap, so am I just a part of a game? Nothing I did mattered? What about my hopes and dreams? Bah, who am I kidding, I didn't have any hopes and dreams. So what now?"
The menu in the sky was replaced with a rolling credit. I started to hum the Star War Theme since how the credit was displayed. I pondered if everything my life was predetermined script or if I actually had free willed.
"Meh, it doesn't mattered if I had free will or not, I am a part of a game anyway, it's not going to change anything."
Being a gaming junkie, I am more interested in the game itself. The last thing that it said was "10 Billion population reached". Assuming the players are "Gods", it would mean that this is a SimCity like game with the end goal of the human population reaching 10 Billion. Not that this information is remotely useful. The game has ended already. If I was the player, I would shut off the system and replace another game, or do something else. I might as well enjoy these few last moments. With nothing to do, I decided to look at my status again. Focusing on my status window again, it maximised as expected. Everything stayed the same except for one thing.
"Status: Respawning in 29"
"Heh, the game has ended my friend. Respawning won't do anything. I guess those reincarnation stories are true as well, though, they should be called respawnation stories." I decided to make one last lame joke.
The credit roll ended.
"Game SAVED, Start new game +? Y/N?"
I Perched up immediately with my mind racing.
"Does this mean I get to live again?"
The cursor hovered over the "No" button.
"NO, KEEP PLAYING AND CHOOSE YES YOU DUMB ****! YOU HAVENT CLEARED ALL THE CONTENT YET! YOU CALL YOURSELF A GAMER?"
As if the cursor heard my complaint, it slides over to "Yes" button.
"Status: Respawning"
Everything went black.
This is my first fiction that I wrote, so please be gentle with your criticism please:>
Prelude. Game Over
"Kotae wa Doko e? Saga*****e, Where's my soul?"
The speaker blasted the song at full volume.
A man sits in front of his computer with the glare of his computer reflecting on his glasses. This was his daily ritual. Every day he would wake up, and listen to music to wake himself up, at the same time, check the daily news for current events.
"Hmmm, human population reaches 10 Billion soon. Sustainability issues multiplies. If World War 3 or World War Z breaks out, that will solve that problem" He chuckles to himself.
Since a very young age, he had a very dark sense of humor. The idea of death had never bothered him at all.
"I hope that God don't exist because I would probably go to hell for that joke."
"RAISE YOUR FLAG, MARCH ON, FIGHT!" The music kept playing.
He opened another browser page to check his email.
"Junk, Junk, Junk, Junk, Bill, Junk, Hmm..."
He clicked one of his email.
"DRISKOLL TRUMAN, please remember to register for the classes in the new semester either online or in person...''
"Ah crap, I knew I forgot to do something."
He quickly logged on to his college's website to register for his classes. Without thinking about it at all, he chose 5 random courses that seemed easy to complete. He still have no idea what kind of diploma, so he didn't care what he studied as long as it keeps him in the system. Everything was done to keep his parents happy.
He can still hear their nagging voices in the back of his mind...
"You will need a diploma to even get your foot in the door in any business."
"Look, I am smart enough to know that I am not smart enough for the business world. Your son is not special, I am not a beautiful or unique snowflake, I am the same decaying matter as everyone else. I just want to make enough money to get by comfortably and hopefully die at the age of 60" He replied.
Entering his credit card number and finalizing his choices, he took a quick look at the clock.
"Damn its 7 already? Time to work."
Unlike most of his college friends, he actually enjoyed his dead end job. Well, enjoy would be too strong of a word. Tolerable would be much better choice. He work in the back of a supermarket. At first, he was in charge of stocking the cooler only, but within 3 months, the manager trusted him with training the new employees and minor schedule adjustments. Out of all the recent high school graduates, he was the only one that did not ***** and moan about the dead end job. Of course, with new responsibility came a few perks that he does enjoy from now and then. One day, he didn't get enough sleep because of a raid with his guild in World of Warcraft. He fell asleep in the cooler. When he woke up, he saw his manager staring down at him with a smile and said "Don't do this again."
As Driskoll leans back for a quick stretch to wake himself up completely, tragedy struck. He leans back a little too much and lost his balance. His chair flips over and catapults him towards the ground.
BANG!!!!!
Everything went black.
"AA naku*****a kanashimi ga mata uzuiteku, Misery-World!"
The song finishes with no one listening to it.
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"What the hell happened?"
I opened my eyes with a daze staring at the ceiling. Trying to get up from the floor, I try to get some support with my right hand. Nothing moved.
"Huh?"
I tried to wave my right hand frantically, but nothing moved. Remembering the last thing that he did was falling off the chair,
"Don't tell me I broke my spine with that fall and paralyzed me. **** me."
I willed myself to get up, to my total surprise I started to float. Turning around, I saw my body with a pool of blood near my head.
"**** me sideways."
There was a nail coated with blood sticking out of the wall with an imprint of my skull on the dry wall. I guess I died hitting my head on that.
"Well that's a lame way to die." I chuckled.
I tried to look at my "spiritual" body, but I saw nothing. It was as though I was just a floating ball of consciousness.
"Huh, at least I am not fat anymore."
"Since there is after life, I guess there is a God, do I get sent to hell for all my terrible jokes?" I yelled at the ceiling, but there is no answer.
With nothing to do, I stared at the ceiling for a bit longer hoping to see a ray of light and get beamed up like they do in Star Trek. I noticed there were some words and letter in the corner of my eye. I try to focus on it and it enlarged to a full green menu screen.
Personality #29A
Name: Driskoll Truman
Species: Human
Occupation: Clerk Title: None
Status: Dead
Strength: 437/999 Charisma: 356/999
Wisdom: 453/999 Intelligence: 245/999
Abilities: None
"What is this a game?"
Refocusing on my surrounding, the menu minimized back to the corner of my eye. I focused on to my monitor.
"What a shame, I just bought this new system and I had to accidentally kill myself before I could really use it."
The screen shows a lich raising his flag on the edge of the cliff side along with his underlings.
"Wait a minute, why is everything frozen?"
I looked at the clock on the wall intensely. It showed 8:14. Since the clock has no second hand he had to stare at the clock for over 5 minute, making sure that my intuition is right.
"Time is stopped at the moment of death?"
Needing to confirm my suspicion, I tried to look out the window and started to float towards it. When I reached the window, I didn't stop and went through it.
"IDSPISPOPD" I chuckled.
It was a fine summer day, blue sky with not a single cloud in the sky. Gazing around I spotted a bird frozen in midflight. It confirmed my worst fear.
"Time is stopped or stretched out indefinitely. Sounds like the writers of Constantine got hell right. Minus all the hellfire."
I stared at the sky, pondering what to do next. I noticed everything else except for the sky to go grey. A menu screen similar to my stat page popped up in the middle of the sky.
"CONGRADULATIONS! 10 Billion Population Reached! GAME OVER!"
"Crap, so am I just a part of a game? Nothing I did mattered? What about my hopes and dreams? Bah, who am I kidding, I didn't have any hopes and dreams. So what now?"
The menu in the sky was replaced with a rolling credit. I started to hum the Star War Theme since how the credit was displayed. I pondered if everything my life was predetermined script or if I actually had free willed.
"Meh, it doesn't mattered if I had free will or not, I am a part of a game anyway, it's not going to change anything."
Being a gaming junkie, I am more interested in the game itself. The last thing that it said was "10 Billion population reached". Assuming the players are "Gods", it would mean that this is a SimCity like game with the end goal of the human population reaching 10 Billion. Not that this information is remotely useful. The game has ended already. If I was the player, I would shut off the system and replace another game, or do something else. I might as well enjoy these few last moments. With nothing to do, I decided to look at my status again. Focusing on my status window again, it maximised as expected. Everything stayed the same except for one thing.
"Status: Respawning in 29"
"Heh, the game has ended my friend. Respawning won't do anything. I guess those reincarnation stories are true as well, though, they should be called respawnation stories." I decided to make one last lame joke.
The credit roll ended.
"Game SAVED, Start new game +? Y/N?"
I Perched up immediately with my mind racing.
"Does this mean I get to live again?"
The cursor hovered over the "No" button.
"NO, KEEP PLAYING AND CHOOSE YES YOU DUMB ****! YOU HAVENT CLEARED ALL THE CONTENT YET! YOU CALL YOURSELF A GAMER?"
As if the cursor heard my complaint, it slides over to "Yes" button.
"Status: Respawning"
Everything went black.
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