The night was silent.
Max lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
His eyes were open.
He did not sleep.
He could not.
The warmth of earlier still lingered in his heart. The laughter of his family, the smile of his mother, the presence of his sisters… it all felt real.
Too real.
Max slowly clenched his fist.
"I died…"
His voice was barely a whisper.
The memories returned.
Not gently.
But like a storm.
At first, it was just a game.
Eternal Ascension Online.
A revolutionary virtual world, created by a mysterious who sudenly appeared, the CHEN Corporations.
Millions join.
Some seek fortune.
Others seek power.
Many lose themselves.
But Max… is different.
Max remembered clearly how the world was structured.
The world it self is divided into Two Factions: the Light and the Dark faction. Which were populated by many races; Dragon, Phoenix,drawf, goblin,elf,humans, .... With the human having the greatest population.
Level 1 to 10 : Bronze Warrior
Level 11 to 50 : Silver Warrior
Level 51 to 100 : Gold Warrior
Level 101 to 200 : Epic Warrior
Level 201 to 500 : Legendary Warrior
Level 501 to 1000 : Divine ( God) warrior
Six realms.
Six steps to reach the peak.
Equipment followed the same logic.
Bronze.
Silver.
Gold.
Epic.
Legendary.
Divine.
The higher the rank, the more terrifying the power.
Max closed his eyes.
His breathing became heavier.
Then came the memory he could never forget.
His family.
His mother, Rachel, fell sick.
A chronic illness.
Slow and merciless.
They needed money.
A lot of money.
But Max had nothing.
He was weak.
Powerless.
He tried.
He entered dungeons, fought monsters, risked his life.
But it was never enough.
He still remembered her lying on the bed, pale, weak, yet smiling.
"It's okay, Max… don't blame yourself…"
But he did.
Every single day.
Five years later, she died.
Everything collapsed after that.
His father lost his will to live.
His sisters suffered.
One lost her future.
The other lost her life.
And his father followed soon after.
Max's hand trembled.
"This time… it will be different…"
Then came the darkest memory of all.
The betrayal.
Max opened his eyes.
Cold.
Sharp.
He remembered everything.
At that time, he trusted them.
His teammates.
His friends.
They entered a dungeon together.
A hidden dungeon.
Max was the one who found it.
Deep inside, they discovered a secret cave.
And beyond it…
A boss room.
The battle was brutal.
They fought together.
Struggled together.
Almost died together.
But in the end…
They won.
The boss fell.
And behind it, a chest appeared.
A Legendary chest.
Inside were legendary items,Rare equipment.
Enough wealth to change their lives.
Max smiled at that moment.
Relieved.
Happy.
As he turned toward his friends he thought ' We are going to be rich, Fucking rich '
And that was his mistake.
A blade pierced his back.
His body froze.
Blood filled his mouth.
Another attack followed.
Then another.
He collapsed to his knees.
"Why…?"
His voice trembled.
Their faces were cold.
Unfamiliar.
"Sorry, Max."
"You're too weak."
"And we don't want to share."
His vision blurred.
They took everything.
The treasure.
The rewards.
His life.
Darkness consumed him.
Max suddenly sat up.
His body was covered in sweat.
His breathing was heavy.
"I remember…"
Every detail.
Every face.
Every word.
Slowly, a cold smile formed on his lips.
"This time…"
He stood up and walked toward the window.
The city lights flickered in the distance.
A new world was about to begin.
"I will take everything."
"Power."
"Money."
"The future."
His eyes turned cold.
"And you…"
His voice dropped to a whisper.
"I will kill you all."
The night remained silent.
But something had changed.
A monster had awakened.