Old Testament Ballads (Old Virgin Ballad Guild).
ch. 13. WAKING
OLD VIRGIN BALLAD episode 13 WITH THE TITLE AWAKENED BY Author COKRO.
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I've told you all I need to say.’
Ten thousand players stood silent.
That was the moment where I realized what the dark master meant when he said «reach the top floor of this castle».
This castle—means a large place that imprisoned all players on the first floor and the other 99 floors above, stacked up to the sky and floated above it.
He talked about PURI MARTONEGARAN itself.
“Conquers...all 100 floors!?”
Klein suddenly shouted.
He quickly stood up and raised his fist up into the sky.
“How can we do it?
I heard climbing one floor alone was very difficult during beta testing!”
Thas right.
During the two months of beta testing, a thousand players could only reach the sixth floor.
Even if there were ten thousand people who were Log In, how long would it take to pass through 100 floors?
Most players who are forced to be here wonder about this question - which has no answer.
This tense silence slowly showed a slow mutter.
But there was no sign of fear and despair.
Some people here are still confused whether this is really «real danger» or a very made-up opening «event».
Everything the Dark Master said was too frightening to feel unreal.
I pitched my head again to look at him and tried to force my mind to accept the situation.
I can't Log Out again, forever.
I can't go back to my room or my life.
The only way to get back is if someone beats the boss on the highest floor of this flying castle (MARTONEGARAN CASTLE).
If HP reaches zero even once before then my— will die.
I'll be completely dead and will disappear forever.
But...
No matter how I try to accept reality, this is impossible.
Just about five or six hours ago I was still eating my mother's meals, talking a little with my sister, and walking inside my house.
Now I can't go back to that place anymore?
And right now, this is the real world?
Then, when the red cloak that had been in front of us flicked his right glove and began to speak in a voice that had no emotion at all.
‘Then let me show you proof that this is the truth.
Inside your Item Storage there will be a gift from me.
Take.’
As soon as I heard it, I pressed my index finger and thumb together and pulled it down.
All players did the same and the plaza was filled with the clattering sound of bells.
I pressed the item button on the menu that just appeared and there was an item there, at the top of my list of items.
Item name is—«Hand Mirror»
Why did he give us this thing?
Soon after, a sound effect was heard and a small square glass appeared.
I held onto it hesitantly but nothing happened.
What appeared inside the mirror was the face of the avatar I had painstakingly made.
I tilted my head and looked towards Klein.
He also looked into the mirror with an expressionless face.
—Then.
Suddenly Klein and the avatars around us were enveloped in a white light.
As soon as I saw it, I was also surrounded by the same light, and all I could see was white.
About 2.3 seconds later, my surroundings became clear again like they had just been…
No. gabe.
The face in front of me is not the face I know.
Armor made of stitched iron, bandana, and red hair bristles the same.
But his face changed to another form.
His sharp eyes turned sunken and lighter in color.
His sharp nose became slightly pugnacious, and a beard appeared on his cheeks and chin.
If his avatar was a young and cheerful samurai, then this one was a warrior who had lost—or perhaps a robber.
I forgot about the situation for a while and said.
"Who...you?”
The same word was heard from the mouth of the person in front of me.
“Hey...who are you?”
Then suddenly realized what a dark master gift, «Hand Mirror» I was holding.
I hurriedly lifted the glass, and saw the reflected face.
Neat black hair on the head, a pair of eyes that look weak can be seen behind the hair that is rather long, and a face that people could have mistaken and thought of me as a woman when I went out in free clothes with my sister.
The calm face of the «Damar» warrior who just a few seconds ago is still there has disappeared.
Face reflected in mirror—
It was my face that I had a hard time hiding.
“Ah...my face...”BKlein, who was also looking at the mirror fell backward.
We both looked at each other and shouted at the same time.
“You Klein!?” “You're Damar!?
seriated.
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OLD VIRGIN BALLAD by Author COKRO
