Okay well here's chapter two! Still don't think anyone has read my first chapter yet but no worries, its early days :) this one is much shorter then the previous one but it'll be rectified in the next chapter. Yet again if there's anything that I could improve on then let me know. Spelling mistakes, grammar, sentnc structure and what not. It'd be helpful to know how to make it better. It's still not complete yet. Hope you enjoy and this should become a weekly thing if I can update quick enough and if I have enough time.

Ankanziet Online

Chapter 2: The life of a nobody

Brian stretched his arms behind him and rubbed at the stubble coating his chin. He had done it again, played late into the night, gotten barely enough sleep and had to be up for an 8am start. Cursing his barely functioning sleeping pattern he pushed himself up out of bed and started getting ready for the day of never-ending facts and figures.

He combed his fingers through his ruffled hair and gave his sleep deprived face a glance in the mirror hanging in his hallway. He looked just about presentable.

Slamming the door behind him he set off out into the dark for his office in the distance.

Brian sighed and pushed his chair back from the computer screen in front of him. He'd spend most of the morning inputting facts and figures into various documents. To say he was bored was a bit of an understatement. He got up out his chair to leave for the coffee room, preparing to take a break from the mind numbing work. Grabbing a cup from one of the shelves in the tiny box room he started making up a coffee to keep his sleep deprived brain functioning and took his familiar seat by the window. He stared out at the vast expanse of skyscrapers and concrete, his heart longing to be up there in the clouds where it was beautiful instead of here in this office building. Another mass of concrete on a landscape destroyed by man. His thoughts were interrupted by the coffee room door opening.

"Hey, you're Brian right? I'm Kathy. I've seen you around the office. How are you?"

Brian stared at her, the silence stretched for a minute and he could see her smile falter slightly.

"Good." He mumbled after the lengthy pause. She continued smiling and made her coffee.

"So Brian have you been up to much lately? I recently went out to this wonderful restaurant, fantastic Italian food. You should probably try it some time. It's got incredible service. Maybe we should give it a go sometime?"

Brian glanced down at the floor

"I…I don't like..Italian?" he frowned and looked up to see her disappearing back through the door and it slammed behind her, the noise echoing off the walls. The sound cutting through the silence like a knife. He sighed and continues staring out the window, his mind lost in his thoughts. He'd never get a girl, that much was obvious. Besides he wasn't made for people like her. People who were normal. He was born and bred from the internet; it was where he belonged and where he lived most of his life. She'd never have understood that, never have got him.

It would always be someone else's problem that he was the way he was. It would never have been his fault that he's difficult in social situations. He found his frustration at these scenarios turn outwards and become just an overall hatred for everyone. The slightest thing people did here annoyed him. It made him want to scream and shout and point out how they were all wrong. And yet he knew he could never make his voice be heard. He was stuck in the humdrum run of life. Just another cog turning in an endless wheel of things.

Brian threw his house keys down on the table and went to check his answering machine. The device flashed a big empty zero at him.

"no messages. Yet again. There's a surprise"

He had friends. Not many but he had a few people in the world that he enjoyed talking to, he liked to think they were there for him but he knew otherwise. Sometimes it was just best to pretend that everything was alright and they cared about him when deep down when he was in one of his self loathing moods he new that if he died or if he did something to end it all, well he knew they wouldn't care. Sometimes Ignorance really was bliss.

He wandered off around his house, flicking lights on as he went, opening random cupboards and glancing at the contents within before slamming it closed again. He was pretty restless, he needed to be doing something and all his mind was focused on was the game. It was becoming close to an addiction and he knew he should stop playing but every time it came to doing something else he couldn't concentrate on it.

Brian let out a sigh and ran his hands through his hair.

"godamn what is this doing to me? I've becoming nothing short of a recluse. I'm losing everything"

He slumped down into a nearby chair his eyes peering through the gaps in his fingers. Several minutes passed and he got up and set off for his room.

He flicked the monitor on, it's light blinding against his eyes and casting shadows in the gloom. He picked up the headset laying on the desktop and slipped it on, a visor slid down to cover his eyes his images and bright lights began flashing in front of his eyes as the machine made a whirring noise and came to life. He caught snatches of words, song lyrics, speech blaring through the headset like a poorly tuned radio. Hanging suspended at head height above the glass desk a portal formed, the pixels blurring together and forming into an image. His fingers tapped out a series of rhythms on the keyboard, everything began to rush faster and faster around him and then...it just stopped.

His eyes opened. He breathed in the intoxicating scent of fresh grass. He was facedown on a patch of flowers, the ground like deep green emeralds, the individual petals shining like over polished gems. It was incredible. It began like a deep burst of excitement in his stomach wanting to break free, the need to laugh, to relax, to love this beautiful place.

Ankanziet online. The game that was his everything.

There we go. Not much I know but there wasn't much else to write. Hope you enjoyed it either way and that you'll review or at least let me know you read it a bit.