Game Over
The glow from the holographic interface reflected off Alex's tired eyes, casting a faint blue hue over his cluttered apartment. Empty instant noodle cups stacked beside his desk, and the faint hum of the game pod filled the air.
"Outer God Descent," the title pulsed across the screen in eerie, shifting letters.
"The most immersive cultivation VR experience ever made," Alex muttered, adjusting his neural interface. "Or so they say. Let's see if the Outer Gods are more interesting than my landlord demanding rent."
Alex because of his love for video games have stopped working for sometime and has been engrossed in the new game 'Outer God Descent'
He chuckled to himself, slipping into the sleek pod. Moments later, darkness enveloped him, replaced by vast cosmic voids and broken stars as the game's world materialized.
For Alex, these games weren't just entertainment — they were escape. In the real world, he was just another overworked, underpaid twenty-something. But in the game? He was a god-slayer, a boundary-breaker, a master cultivator feared by NPCs and players alike.
Tonight was special. The developers had rolled out a secret event: Outer God Invasion. No teasers, no beta leaks — pure mystery.
When the announcement for tonight special event was made about three days ago, Alex who have been looking for a new adventure in the game began looking forward to the event and how challenging it will be.
His character, clad in spectral robes, stood at the edge of a crumbling floating island. The stars bled crimson. Whispers echoed, indecipherable yet maddening. Other players scrambled in confusion, their avatars flickering.
Suddenly, a message appeared.
> You have been chosen.
The Outer God descends. Prepare for transcendence… or oblivion.
Before Alex could react, reality twisted. The game's interface fragmented, pixels melting like wax. His vision blurred, his chest tightened. Panic surged through him.
"Is this… part of the event?"
Then came the pain — searing, real, nothing like any VR feedback. His heart raced, his limbs seized. Alarms blared inside the pod.
"System malfunction… neural overload…"
His scream was cut short as everything faded to black.
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Warmth. Light. Pain… then clarity.
Alex gasped, his body lurching upright. Gone was the pod, the apartment, even Earth itself. He lay on an ornate bed inside a vast chamber of polished jade and floating luminescent runes.
"What the hell…?"
Memories flooded his mind — his own… and someone else's. His name… was still Alex Vael. But now, he was part of the Holy Trinity Clan, an ancient family ruling over part of the Sacred Domain, this world's cultivation haven.
Space. Time. Fate. Their specialties.
And him? Just a boy from a branch family, with a famous but missing grandfather and a reputation overshadowed by powerful cousins.
His head throbbed as fragments of this world's history, cultivation realms, and bitter family politics settled in. But there was something else…
Deep within his being, a presence stirred. Alien. Powerful. Whispering…
Outer God Descent.
This wasn't just a game.
It never had been.
And now, his real journey began.