Online Clan
Chapter 0.1: Start Up
The mythical creature, the hero and princess, a world we could only imagine! We often dream! Now, it's not just a dream!"
"This century! Finally the humans succeeded! Perfecting the infinite virtual world!"
"Fly between the dream world and the real world! Waiting for the brave knights to come!"
"Today this second! The world will be opened soon!"
"Join ... be part of the era of the rise of the Asian tiger, the country of Indonesia!"
Through a drone hovering above the city center, a hologram of someone wearing a black suit is promoting something new.
A blue-eyed teenage boy with a lazy face watched the ad. He stood not far from there, close to the crossing while waiting for the traffic light to show red.
The young man who wore this blue dongker jacket, his height in the range of 180 cm.
His hair is pitch black, with a style of Korean boyband that is still disheveled, because he himself did not have time to shower.
Walking leisurely while carrying a pack of food that he had just bought, this handsome lazy face was astonished to notice the people around him who were crowded in line.
What are they really waiting for?
October 1, 2050, at 08:00 a.m. Pancasila is the day of worship that coincides with the release of a viral virtual reality game called clan online.
Soon the inaugural launch, after more than a month of early stage testing or beta tester.
Ten thousand packets of Drifters and data chips-games, even ludes sold online-global on the first wave a few minutes ago.
Now, all citizens of Jakarta are crowded in line for the second wave in front of the franchise store company D.G.C (Driver gears corporation) as the main provider of Drifters, as well as the main company, in fact, almost every branch of D.G.C that is spread in various cities is the same condition, the employees of the quarrels serve the buyers whose amount exceeds the estimated quota of availability of goods that they previously prepared.
Even among the buyers, there are also those who have been waiting since three days before it was launched, such is the interest of the community.
Not limited to the online gaming sector, DGC and Minerva plan to expand the use of this full-dive technology for other needs, take examples such as electronic equipment, android robots, and so forth.
Back again to the lazy named Ariel Van Wangsatrya or often called 'EL' by his peers.
He is one of the final semester IT students at one of the leading UNIPER institutes or Pertiwi universities.
The wayward war was begging for mercy, along with his two colleagues who were also both troublemakers namely Ezra Mahardika and Raditya Wijaya, they were famous on campus until dubbed the trio of delinquents.
However, Ariel, Ezra, and Raditya they are the campus casanova because in line with the handsome face like carved directly by the angel's hands they have.
Some students there even add frills of the word 'Prince' or prince in front of their respective names.
Especially EL, in addition to his genius nature is also cheerful and very friendly to anyone he meets.
Although sometimes like to joke and seem less serious, but he is actually a good listener. He can embrace and animate the atmosphere which makes him liked by his friends.
When it comes to performance, there is no need to doubt. He has collected various awards in the academic field while he was still studying in the final high school.
In fact, a few years ago his name was recorded as the only Maba or freshman who participated in representing and successfully won the national mathematics olympiad.
However, things have changed drastically since his 12-year-old brother died a few months ago from a terminal brain cancer.
The El family was not a family lacking in terms of wealth. Even since childhood, he was used to holding a golden spoon raised in luxurybut not with affection.
Being born and raised in a wealthy family does not guarantee happiness. Such is the situation of the EL family that is less harmonious.
His father who is a conglomerate is too busy taking care of his business and company, not much different from the mother who is a socialite as well as designer-fashion, holder of expensive clothing brands and also a famous boutique store.
The moment they were all fully gathered at home, could even be counted by the fingers.
The death of Arian Wangsatrya, his late sister is what affects the change in attitude EL.
On the contrary, his father and mother were not. They acted as if nothing had happened, the death of the child did not mean much. The two were not even seen shedding tears during the funeral procession.
Now, EL's relationship with both parents is increasingly stretched. The psychically depressed El often vent his emotions through fighting and making noise outside and inside the campus.
However, even that was not enough to make both parents pay more attention. Moreover, the campus is certainly not crazy enough to dare to tease the eldest child and heir of the Wangsatrya family who are the main donors to the university.
Lecturers and rectors can only turn a blind eye to all the bad behavior that EL has done.
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"Silly!" EL smiled faintly, staring cynically at the long queue of prospective buyers. He imagined that he was looking at a horde of cows.
Not wanting to linger there again, he immediately waltzed away from the crowd that made him crowded.
After quite a distance, he happened to cross a small alley and accidentally met some of his old friends there.
"EL! Let's join in here."
You want a cigarette?" Invite one of the teenagers who were gathered there, while thrusting a small box containing cigarettes.
Utilizing the free time of the empty courses in their respective majors, they are automatically freed from the prison they call campus.
"No, thanks!" Answer EL, straightforwardly refused the invitation to let it down and continued his steps while carrying seplastik warm chicken porridge, breakfast menu this morning.
He walked casually towards the house of one of his closest friends and he had been staying there for a few days.
Arriving El in a house that is quite luxurious classic style.
"EL?"
"It's been five days since you didn't come home. But not even your parents were the slightest bit worried!? Just call no!"
"absolutely outrageous! They're still the same as they used to be."
"The land in Arian's grave is still not dry, they don't seem to care if they have to lose one more child."
Ezra Mahardika, his best friend from elementary school, was also irritated by the irresponsibility of both EL parents.
"Oh... Come on, don't ruin the mood of our prince on this one. What good are parents? Even my father loved his job more than his wife and children."
Celtap Raditya, the young man who also stayed at Ezra's house last night.
El just chuckled, chewing on his favorite chicken porridge.
Ezra and Raditya, they both have been friends with EL for a long time, even since they were in elementary school.
Of course, both Ezra and Raditya have memorized the ins and outs of the life of EL who lack affection.
EL tends to prefer to spend time outside the house with his best friend, rather than in his own home.
Even so, EL sometimes misses home and fantasizes a little about family warmth.
I don't feel like the day is passing too quickly...
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"Well... Here you go, my sweet home!"
Tonight EL finally decided to return to his luxurious house like a palace, the family residence of a wealthy conglomerate as well as an accomplished businessman who became a role model for many people out there, Ardan Wangsatrya, EL was fed up with the business and life motivation spoken by his father when watching it on one of the broadcast television station interviews.
Although the inside of this house is very wide like a luxurious castle, but there is only silence created there.
EL climbed the stairs that led him to the second floor where his room was. he went inside and lay on a soft bed mattress that contained goose feathers.
His gaze was blankly looking at the transparent ceiling of his room because there was a glass that was directly penetrated to the view of the night sky.
A single tear fell just like that as he recalled all his memories with Arian when his sister was alive.
There are some things that he regretted, one of which is being late to realize the early symptoms of the disease that Arian suffered.
If he was more concerned about Arian, then maybe his sister's disease can be detected and treated early which may be his sister's life is still saved.
However, the rice has become porridge, regret is no longer useful. EL could only cry regretting it until he fell asleep.
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Her morning...
EL just woke up and his nose already smelled the aroma of familiar cooking and he was very fond of.
Hurriedly he washed his face with water to then walk to the dining table above which has presented a variety of food menus.
The house as big as the palace was getting gloomy, the slightest sound would echo into every corner of the room.
Today, her parents are not coming home. El was even getting used to all this emptiness.
There was only one housekeeper named Darsih.
The middle-aged woman who had already worked for the Wangsatrya family from herself was still young.
He is a figure who has always been loyal to accompany and take care of Ariel and Arian since they were both children.
"Lohs... Den Ariel?"
"Aden from anywhere? Haven't been home for days?"
"Thank God, Aden is home now. These few days aunt is very worried about the state of Aden."
"Come here, sit there. Bibik has prepared Den Ariel's favorite food."
"Come on, eaten. It's gonna be cold."
"Thank you for darsih."
"Did the old man and the attached grandmother not come home anymore?"
Pouring milk into a glass while eating chocolate jam bread, although very hateful El still asked the news of his parents.
"Hush... It's not good to call parents like that den."
"Aden knows for himself, right? How busy the great masters and mistresses."
"The "great master is currently outside the city. If the madam stays at the office again, discuss a new product she said."
"Den Ariel still has to respect both of them as his must. Bibik sure, if in fact they are also very dear to Aden."
Answer the soft, attentive bik darsih while placing a plate of porslen containing several kinds of fresh fruit pieces for Ariel that she cares about as much as her own biological child.
As he devoured his favorite chicken opor, Bik darsih ventured to say something.
"Den Ariel, yesterday when Aden didn't come home."
"The baby received a package delivery."
"Bibik did not dare to ask where and what it contained."
"The courier yesterday only said that the package was intended for...."
"Emm, the late Arian."
"Ja-so, auntie just put the package into the room den Arian."
The EL stopped eating his food, he just remained silent and deep.
'Emm. Treasure belongs to Arian.'
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Arian Van Wangsatrya, Ariel's sister is one of the 200 lucky people who were selected to try the beta test of online clan games.
Of the many participants, none of them could break the incredible record that Arian set.
After the official release, Minerva as the developer and also D.G.C agreed, free gift a complete set of Drifters and Data-Chips machines to each participant as a form of gratitude and appreciation for the participation of the participants.
The package contains an old account each and specifically for Arian, the blessing is deliberately not reset.
Finished filling the stomach, EL was about to go straight to his room. But he paused his intention out of curiosity with the package that Daraih told him about earlier.
He walked back to Arian's room.
Inside Arian's room, El sat pensively looking at a large package in front of him which he then opened and removed the contents.
From inside the large cardboard box, he took out a set of white helmet-like tools with a glossy silver-colored list that formed a sentence 'Drifters, ' on the left and right.
Then, there are also memory-like shaped cards called 'Data-chips.'
However, of all the items, the most interesting to EL is a book whose cover is brown.
He took the book, opened it page by page, each page made his heart shake, this shabby book turned out to be an Arian journal.
The journal contained records containing all sorts of detailed information surrounding the Clan-online gaming world that he had managed to summarize during his adventure, starting from the guide on how to find hidden dungeons, which he managed to summarize during his adventure, get to the tutorial on building a war strategy that is meta and not-tik effective combat.
All the important points that Arian explained very carefully with a simple explanation that is easy to understand, it is not excessive to call this book the work of a true game maniac as well as his last legacy.
There were also a few stanzas of notes in the backyard that he wrote in red ink.
From that simple sentence sequence, El could feel how the sadness, pain, and loneliness his sister had felt all along.
A message at once filled his sister's heart that was never revealed.
Arian is a figure who never says goodbye to Ariel, even to the point where death picks her up.
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A few days had passed since Ariel had spent her time reading and loading all the info she needed from the book.
Even now, he had completely memorized all the contents of each page out of his head.
Feeling quite prepared, Ariel rushed to install game chips into the Drifters slot that he now wears on his head while lying down, trying to relax on the mattress in his room.
Drifters themselves are shaped like a cordless helmet powered by L.I.N.S or (Liquid ionaizer Nano System) battery technology with enough power backup capacity support, and, even for the next year without going through the charging process.
Then, there is also the latest cooling technology LICOS (Liquid Cooling Oxygen System) which is responsible for regulating the heat temperature of the machine so as not to rise to extreme heat levels that can roast the brain of users alive.
Data-Chips that contain digital data of online clan games, are installed into the slot to the left of the Drifters.
While on the front of the Drifters, there is a kind of dark blue symmetrical glass on the top of which is embedded each of three small L.E.D blink lights in green, blue, and blue, red indicates that the N.O.V.A server system is functioning normally.
"Start-ups!"
EL invokes an iconic spell for every player who wants to start entering the online clan world.
Actually it is nothing, but only a voice recognition system or Voice recognition only.
"Welcome to the altar hero, player."
The melodious voice of Artificial-intelegence, one of the artificial intelligence in the game that is greeting friendly.
Currently El is in the room lobby game or here is called the altar hero who is all white. Except for the hologram panels that appear in his presence.
"Pick Your Language." El chose Indonesian according to his country's servers.
"Have you ever logged in before, knight?"
Ariel, he was asked by A.i about ID, account password, and so on which all the questions he answered smoothly, all the information needed to access this avatar, Arian's, everything was clearly written in his sister's notebook.
"Do you want to change the appearance of the Avatar, O knight?"
⁇ Warning: All your previous achievements will be extracted into the new Avatar. The likelihood of getting a penalty increases by 30%
A.i offers a choice of whether Ariel still wants to use the Avatar before, or wants to try using the Scanning system.
The process of making Avatar in the online clan is divided into two parts.
The first option, the player can use the default or built-in system from the existing game data. Or, want to use the Scanning System feature that creates avatars based on self data and original body anatomy.
El did not immediately decide, but he looked for a moment at the entire appearance of the Avatar in front of him.
A sword knight dressed in a predominantly white suit and robe with a hint of golden accent here and there, stood gallantly and smiled warmly before him.
The same face as Arian, because the data applied to the avatar is indeed his, this is the last relic of his sister.
El touched the holographic avatar as if he was gently stroking his sister's hair, before he finally decided.
"If the white knight turns out to be a failure and unhappy... Let the black knight take his place."
"You have agreed to use the Scanning system."
Said A.i who immediately processes and matches all personal data belonging to Ariel.
"Show my Avatar looks to be black."
"And... One more thing, can you change the nick-nament to my name, Ariel?"
All the data needed is fully extracted by Ai.
Now, standing firmly a new-faced knight Ariel's own face.
The Avatar's appearance is completely dominated by black as dark as the night sky and Ariel likes it.
"Previous achievements have been transferred to your new Avatar."
⁇ Warning: You are exposed to Pinati 50% of your previous Avatar achievements, now it has been adjusted.
Nerf....
The EL is grounded, but he fully understands it all. In fact, it will feel strange and unfair if the developer does not do a massive Nerf to each beta-tester player.
"Your avatar has been done."
"Select in the territory of the kingdom where you will Re-spawn."
A.i showed pictures and a little video of each kingdom while explaining some brief information for El.
"Easter Kingdom!"
Not yet completed the A.i system explains about the seven kingdoms that exist, El has made his choice first to Easter kingdom. Because actually, El already knows all the information thanks to Arian's direction through his notebook.
"Understand."
"Enterning Clan-online in 3 seconds .....
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