
Thousands of enemy troops filled the palace gates, a number that was not comparable to the royal army made the effort to defend the palace would not last long.
“This is the end.” Daeyat smiled broadly after stabbing King Tribuana.
“Don't waste any longer, immediately kill the King and finish this battle!.” one of the sparkling armors that is fighting Wikram, urging Daeyat to immediately execute the king of Tribuana.
Both armor glistened so troubled with the opponents they faced, although victory was in sight but the struggle of the Jayakarta royal army was so persistent.
But they believe that courage comes from the abilities of their king. The death of the King will make the mentality of the royal warrior weaken.
“Tck, how dare you bastards say that to me, the new King of this kingdom!.” Daeyat acted arrogantly even though he was not yet the King.
His gaze returned to King Tribuana who was slumped on the ground with a wound on his stomach. A flash of hatred shone in Daeyat's eyes, with a kris he intended to end it all. His brain kept thinking about what he would do after becoming King.
“Ahahaha...tahtah that I have dreamed of finally I will get it!.” when Daeyat swings his keris, nothing can stop.
Wikram who was about to help the King but was hindered by the two knights in front of him. Meanwhile aware that his death will pick him up, King Tribuana continues to think about the fate of his family. She hopes the Queen survives, she hopes her daughter will be okay, and he also hopes that the Prince who is currently in another kingdom will not demand revenge for what happened tonight.
‘I can only hope that if they live in peace.’ there is much that he expects when kematia will pick him up.
‘Taste so strange.’ The king looked at Daeyat who was about to stab him, he did not try to fight because he realized it would be useless, he resigned to his death.
In a world that moves so slowly that as if time has been frozen, dozens of pairs of eyes in the sky are staring at the end of the Jayakarta kingdom that was written to happen today.
They are the developers, the gods who have created the Minvers game. It has been two years that they are looking forward to today, the day that the game they created really started.
‘The destruction of the Jayakarta kingdom will be the beginning of everything’, at least that's what the developers think.
But sometimes fate is difficult to understand even by the gods.
The unmanageable flying boat quickly shot towards the palace gate. A great disaster occurred when the ship hit tens of thousands of enemy troops and exploded with such great force.
Within a radius of two hundred meters from the palace gate, there was nothing left. No screams, no bodies, everything vanished into dust.
The two glistening armors that were facing Wikram were shocked by the huge explosion behind them, it made the attention of both of them diverted. Seeing the chance of the strongest knight in Jayakarta instantly turned the site around.
Both sparkling armors died in the hands of the knight.
After finishing off the two glistening armors that were bothering him, Wikram rushed to the King's aid. The result of a large explosion made Daeyat bounce, seeing the opportunity of King Tribuana who had originally resigned back to fight.
With a dagger dropped by Daeyat, King Tribuana stabbed the traitor in the throat.
King Tribuana stared intently at the dying Daeyat. The traitor's gaze seemed to be in disbelief as to how it was possible that the victory he had almost achieved, just slipped away and ended in an absolute defeat.
“This is the will of the gods. You do not deserve to lead this kingdom, and this kingdom will remain until tomorrow.” said the King who then pulled the keris from Daeyat's neck.
Blood flowed profusely to end the life of Daeyat the traitor. If only he had directly finished off King Tribuana once there was a chance, his desire to become the King of Jayakarta kingdom would have been two get.
But because of the arrogance that came first, not only the death that he achieved but also the wrath of the gods would haunt him to the bottom of hell.
Seeing what happened in the event of the destruction of the Jayakarta kingdom made the developers panic. ‘It should not be like this’ thought most of them, ‘What to do.’ some start to control panic and try to find a solution.
Until it finally ends with.
Ding!
[You're out of the game]
All of a sudden, all of the players were forcibly removed from the Minvers.
***
The phone rang every floor, e-mail messages flooded every computer. Millions of Minvers players filed complaints due to being suddenly removed from the game.
“What a crazy place this is.” Glenn, one of the programmers at Metaworld company, could only look with pity at his colleagues who were hard-fought to face the complaints of players.
Not long after a woman approached her desk, the woman's face looked so angry. “What is it that until the vice chairman himself comes to the room of the slaves?.” Glenn's words make the attention of all busy employees immediately directed at both.
Tifani is angrier to see Glen who does not seem to see him as a superior, but the woman can not do anything to his subordinates because Glen is an important programmer of the company.
The man behind the Minvers game, Glen Clownsky, the most valuable asset that made Metaworld successfully avoid bankruptcy due to social media platforms that are no longer attractive, then rise to become the best gaming company after the creation of Minvers.
“You became a big head.” Tifani tried to hold back the anger.
“Really?, But I actually feel you are getting arrogant after the condition of the company is getting better.” a reply from Glen makes the woman more red face. If it continues, Tifani may explode.
“Do not have much to say, the leader wants to talk to you!.” Tifani immediately dragged Glen towards the meeting room .
Besides Glen, there were also other programmers waiting in the room. Nun was different from Glen, those programmers seemed to have been in the room for a long time with the leader.
Everyone's gazes were sharply fixed on Glen, as if they had already prepared something for him. But whatever it was Glen didn't care, he just thought about the absence of a seat left for him.
“So anyone can explain about what just happened in the game!.” Mark Moris, the fat man and the forest-like bab1 face was full of anger. Everyone just lowered their heads without answering, their gazes glancing at Glen.
“Glen quickly explain!.” Moris snarled loudly. But Glen remained calm as if he did not feel any intimidation from his superiors.
“You sure Want to hear it?, What if I talk to you that even glorify game consoles and computers are two things in common, can help?.” Glen treated Moris like a fool.
But in reality, Moris does not have the slightest knowledge of technology. But because he has money and connections, Moris can maintain his company until now.
“How dare you talk like that to the leader!.”
“This must have been you no!, you deliberately messed up the event that we had been putting together for two years!.”
“You must be envious because now we control Minvers.”
Various accusations and mockery leveled by the programmers on Glen. Those who used to be Glen's associates, but after the Minvers became more popular they gained a better place in the company, while Glen was still in his place.
It happened not because Glen was not as good at cursing his superiors as his peers, but indeed the nature of the young man who was more focused on his work did not care about job title and money.
“Why are you screaming like orangutans?. does your brain get left behind when forcibly removed from the game?.” Glen said immediately making the room quiet.
Everyone did not expect that young men who had always been silent and received orders like obedient employees now dared to reply to words and even equated them with primates.
“Is there any evidence that I interfered in the ‘Event’ you guys are talking about?.” Glen tried to defend himself, he did not want all the blame to be inflicted on him as it had been before.
But Glen's reply was met with Moris' anger. The company is unlikely to issue Glen at this time due to the young man who is the maker of the Minvers game.
Only Glen knew how to create a game so perfect as a reality, while the other programmers were just his accomplices. He's the year Moris wants Minvers to be his.
The company leader Metaworld has been patient enough for Glen to tell Minvers the secret. But today Moris' patience is over, he wants Minvers at all costs.
***
Seriate.