II: Keeping enemies close, is for the best
"Well, this is bad."
Presto found himself surrounded by a dozen of lizardmen in a dungeon on the 14th floor. To hide the fact that he cannot die, he never partied with any other players, nor have any friends on his list. A true solo player at it's best.
Presto changed into a dull-looking set of grey armour: he didn't really like it, but it does have great stats of defence and agility. His hair is slicked to the right in the front, and his eyes were of a sea blue colour- it's by birth. Presto's mother is of European origins. He found using a two handed greatsword better than a shield and sword as it fits his fighting style more. Pure damage.
"Let's have some fun, shall we?" Presto held his black greatsword up to his chest on his right, posing a defensive stance.
The lizardmen's eyes gleamed red, and with a cry, one of them jumped and tried to attack Presto from the back. The swordsman spun and swiped his sword from bottom right to left, cleanly cutting the reptilian in half, and let it shatter into sparkling blue pieces. Next comes the second swipe to the right, and back to the left. Presto cleared 5 in just mere seconds.
Just as he finished his combos, a strike from behind linked, and he lost his balance, his health went from green to yellow in that one swipe. Soon, he fell to the ground, his sword still in his grip, and a lizardman proudly thrust its sword into Presto's chest with a loud cry. His health went down to 0.
Presto's avatar shimmered blue a little bit, but after 10 seconds, his avatar returned normal, and he grabbed the lizardman's sword, still stuck in his chest, and slowly lifted it, showing the bright red damage mark.
"That was loud. Don't you know the meaning of quiet?"
From the Towns of Beginnings to level 14, he has died at least 5 times. For him, death isn't a problem for him in this game, but it still hurts him.
Presto's health jutted back green, and he stood up once again, swiped two times, and cutting the reptile who "killed" him into 4 pieces.
Soon after, he put his sword down to the ground and leaned on hit, sighed with exhaustion, regaining his strength.
"Looks like someone hacked into my game, and cannot be beaten by death."
A voice came from the darkness of the dungeon with a series of clapping. Presto looked up and an avatar in red and white armour stood in front of him.
"Who are you?" Presto asked, still leaning on the sword.
"I am Kayaba Akihiko. Or otherwise known as Heathcliff in this game."
"What do you know, the game master do want to try the game he created." Presto regained his stance and picked up his sword. "Just a fair warning, I changed the codes before I entered the game, so with your in the game console, you still can't fry my brain."
"I know because I have tried it." Heathcliff held his hands up, "and I am not here to fight."
Presto lowered his sword, "What do you want then?"
"Look, Presto, you can't die in this game, and you also can't logout. Your only purpose here is to enjoy the game. So just enjoy it to the most: I am giving you the permission to use the master console. You can do whatever you want from here now on."
Presto immediately received a message, granting him access to the master console.
"Well, it kinda defeats the 'Finish the game' purpose, but I mean, I already broke the game, so what's more to lose?" he said with a slight smirk, "Thanks."
"And now, I do have one request, Naoki."
"Yes?"
"Please do not reveal my identity to other players, I was set to be the 100th level Boss, the final boss that players have to beat to gain their freedom."
"Yeah, I get it, that just ruins the fun, game devs are players too."
"I'm glad you understand," Heathcliff said with a satisfied smile. "Now, I got to return to my guild base, I told to my comrades that I need to be away for 5 minutes."
He tapped on the console and the avatar shimmered into the blue.
"Good luck Naoki."
"Yeah, you too."
