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Prologue: The Rough Start

  Inside the Fern household, loud footsteps can be heard stomping all around its kitchen and living room. These footsteps came from a 42 year old woman, donned in a blue suit complete with the tie, and has wavy caramel hair.

  Currently, she's in a hurry. She checks the time on her watch: 13 Minutes left till her company's ceremonial starts. Quickly, she walks to the front door, her left hand holding a half-empty water bottle and small amount of strawberry jam colors her lips' edge, the leftover from her sandwich breakfast, which she wipes off with a tissue.

  "Sweetheart!" She calls.

  "Yup!" A male voice answered her call.

  "I'll be back at 5, ok?"

  "Sure thing. Wait, already?! Well, stay safe, ma! And uhm... Tell dad I'm sorry. All my calls to him have been denied instantly. I think he's still mad about me accidentally breaking his toys collection..."

  "You did it again, you silly gremlin. I'll make sure he hears your sorry. Don't do this again though, okay? I don't like seeing him angry all the time. And also, don't forget to eat breakfast!"

  "Will do, ma! Take care!"

  "You too, dear!"

  The front door was closed as fast as it is opened, followed by the startup of a car engine. Soon, the car noise fades away, leaving the male alone in his room with his device, home alone.

  On the 2nd floor, the 2nd room to the right after the staircase, loud clacking of a mechanical keyboard is heard coming from the inside. On its door, a yellow warning sign is hung, saying 'Knock first if you're literate!'. Behind the door, sits a young man in his twenties. In a casual outfit, jeans and t-shirt, he types. The lines of codes appears in the Vscode app, an app used for programming. As of now, he is working on a project that he'd like to call, 'Vernova'. A game. A game that utilize the C++ codes.

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  "Ugh..."

  A game that he believed would surely be enjoyed by many.

  "Asdfdafahghghjkl..."

  A game that-

  "OH, F*CK THIS!"

  In a swift motion, he press Ctrl+s and closes the app, resting his back onto the chair afterwards.

  "Good god... Why, is there only outdated scripts of codes out there on the internet? Why, wouldn't you just give me a good and updated movement script so then I can use it in my game? Why."

  And for the next three minutes, he stares at his ceiling, whining, complaining about the path to become a good programmer where all there is to do as an amateur programmer is pressing the Ctrl button along side the C button and V button on his keyboard.

  "If only I can make games without coding it... Man, that would be awesome. I'd make crack sh*ts a reality. Hell, I might make the sun leak. Mwehehehe..."

  A little laughter resounded throughout his bedroom, not for long. The laughter dies out eventually and he's back on his whining session. To top it off, a 'you got mail' voicemail plays from his PC. Someone sent him a message.

  "Welp, that's a stupid thought." He says.

  He leans forward and grips his mouse, dragging the cursor to the notification that pops up on the corner. A long exhausted breath came out of his lips, signifying the condition of both his tired mental state and weakened body because of going for an all-nighter that started yesterday.

  He clicks on the mail and sees a line of words,

  'Think fast, chucklenuts!'

  Which caused a question to cease into existence in his head. 'Who the f*ck mailed a sound file with one of Flanker's lines to me? David?'

  His eyes moves to the top right of the email, looking at the sender's name. Its name is Max Endover. He thinks that this email is a spam, and should be blocked immediately. Or worse, someone might be trying to send him virus files or anything malware and he wouldn't know.

  But right now, he couldn't care less for whatever's bound to be thrown his way. Be it virus, DDos attack, or anything like that. The dude is exhausted, and he'd be mildly annoyed instead.

  "Right... Let's just get this over with for today and-"

  *Click!*

  As he clicks the play button, a voiceline begin to shout at him.

  "Think fast, chucklenuts!"

  Followed with a disturbingly VERY bright light, and a bang.

  *BANG!*

  "AAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!"

  After that, his vision went black. His soul was then delivered to a world's doorstep unbeknownst to him, assimilating.

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