Chapter 1
Michael coughed. The selve was filled with dust. When the fit subsided, he continued to look through the games that were there. He just got his first paycheck as a janiter at his school and he was itching to spend it, but non of these games looked interesting. He was about to leave when a game caught his eye. He pulled it off the selve and looked at it. It's title was written in big block letters and said SYLAC HEBROSO. On the cover it showed five figures and a dragon. The dragon had five different heads. Each of the figures were different classes you can be in the game. There was a Ranger, in a red cloak and tunic. He was shooting a bow and arrow, but he had a shortsword and simitar at his belt. There was a mage in black robes casting magic. His face had a dark look, as if he wasn't one of the good guys at heart. There was a paladin, in shining golden armor, broadsword gleaming gold as he attacked the dragon. With him is a fighter, barberian by his blue painted body. He held two crude great awes as if they were toys, hacking and slashing. In the shadows was the last figure, a female rogue. The little theft had a glowing dagger. She might of been scared, but she diddn't show it on her face. Michael was capivated by this game. He'd never heard of it, which normally meant it wasn't any good, but he decided to buy it anyways. When he got to the checkout counter, an old man sat there.
"Hello, how can I help you young sir?" His voice sounded rasply, not unlike a whisper.
"I'd like to buy this game." He handed the game to the old man , who looked at it, and gave it back
"Have fun" was all he said as he stood up and walked away. Michael stood there for a minute, before finally leaving. He looked at the game in his hands. He smiled, first a new game, then getting it for free. Little did he know what was going to happen. If he did, he would have thrown the game away there and then.
Like a wise person once said, "Nothing is free, there comes a day when all men pay their debts."