Jabbarulez – No because he doesn't have a tail, if he did well I can't give that away can I?

Final-zangetsu – I think of Gohan as being around 16-17 making Trunks 6-7 (if I remember right) and since he's Bulma's son he could have any game he wanted and If it were me I would definitely want this game and would try to learn as much about it as possible before it came out so that's why trunks seems to know quite a bit.

I stood deep into the wilderness area of the first floor, in a vaguely circular clearing with rocky Mountains on all but one side. A light breeze blew through the area ruffling my hair and clothes; the sun was high in the sky with no cloud obscuring it how can the sun be inside this giant castle? The view was almost picturesque, I say almost as from several directions mobs closed in on me ruining the silence and tranquillity.

The mobs climbed down from the surrounding mountains and entered from the only entrance to the clearing, so they've respawned. The mobs, bloodthirsty bandits, were level 9 had swords and were the only mobs I had encountered that could use sword skills. They all looked the same with bright red leather clothes each wielding a short sword and a shield and were bald.

I closed my eyes taking a deep breathe, calming and focusing my mind. It had been a week since I had entered this death game, and since then I had hardly slept or eaten training nonstop except to repair my equipment or buy new gear. It turned out that in this virtual world I didn't eat like a saiyan and a didn't need sleep with the only consequence being my reactions dulled and my mind was groggy but even with my reactions dulled they were still fast enough. In this week I had also learned that Bulma's physics engine worked very well even allowing me to use Ki . . . but since Ki was my life essence using it expended my Health points.

Drawing my sword, sturdy Long sword, I charged at the closest Mob ducking under its horizontal slash I stabbed into it calf causing a slowed de-buff to appear. Continuing forward a ducked and sidestepped through five mobs striking each as I went passed. Seeing that the other six mobs were lined up in front of me I activated forward lunge, a basic sword skill that surged forward four metres dealing piercing damage to anything in the line of attack. As I waited for the cool down from my sword skill to end I heard the shattering of a mob dying, it was probably the first mob hit by forward lunge as the first mob hit takes the most damage.

As soon as the cool down let me I span around, the closest Mob was only two feet away. I lashed out, my foot connecting with it's chin sending it reeling from the force but doing minimal damage. I rushed forwards slashing diagonally down at a mob on my left, my sword going through it's head and scoring a critical hit killing it, before parrying a horizontal slash sword skill from my right I used the delay to chop the Mobs head off. I blocked three consecutive strikes as the mobs began to surround me; I took a nick to the shoulder and a slash across my ankle slightly depleting my health. Punching a mob in the face dazing it whilst simultaneously slashing the throat of another instantly killing it, with the slight lull in combat I jumped backwards.

With my back now pressed up against a rock wall, I surveyed the battle ground, seeing that seven mobs were left most with health around half. This happened within a second before they were upon me again, swords flashing and grins on their faces. In a furious exchange I finished another two but my health dropped to three quarters of its maximum. Blocking a simple vertical strike I activate the skill counter kill which if activated shortly after blocking or parrying or dodging an attack performed a counter with high damage, because of the requirements to activate both the damage was high and the cool down was short. As soon as the cool down wore off I jumped straight upward, narrowly avoiding a horizontal slash, twisting around mid-jump I kicked off the rock wall and soared over the heads of my adversaries. Landing lightly on my feet I charged in to the remaining four mobs literally disarming one before it had chance to turn to face finishing the helpless mob with a vertical slash. Jumping forward and using gravity to my advantage I slammed into the sword of one of the mobs dazing it and before it could react I chopped both legs off at the waist, leaving the mob to die from the bleeding wound de buff, I moved onto the last two parrying their strikes with ease for several minutes to level my Parry Skill before decapitating them both in one slash. A message appeared before me.

Taking a moment to glance around the clearing to check in case I missed any Mobs, there weren't, I looked at the message it read:

Congratulations! You've reached level 12!

Distributing my skill points, I Closed the message planning to move to a different area as the experience I would gain from the mobs here now would be hardly worth killing them, but another message appeared saying:

You have killed 250 Bloodthirsty Bandits, after killing 250 of the same Enemy you have learnt all you can from it and so your experience gain drops.

Closing this message as well I was about to leave the area when a voice drifted in from behind me.

"You've killed 250 of me finest men." The speaker clearly an NPC, looking at his name I found out he was called the Bloodthirsty leader. He wore red leather like the normal bandits but it was trimmed gold furthermore he wielded a long sword and a tower shield both of which were also trimmed in gold. He wore a completely golden helmet obscuring his face. Despite what he said he looked calm almost bored.

Redrawing my sword I waited seeing if this was a quest of another mob to kill.

"What of it?" I asked.

"What of it? Now I've got to kill you, that's how things were around here boy!" he shouted his voice echoing off the different mountains.

Well I guess they don't call it the wilderness area for nothing. With his last line said he drew the shield and sword that had rested upon his back, the sword was almost six foot and the shield covered all of his body. I smirked this is going to be interesting.

He charged forward and as he did a bar appeared above his head next to his name indicating he was an enemy. I blocked his first strike only to have him lash out with his shield; it was only thanks to my reactions that I dodged. Pushing against our interlocked swords I found that I couldn't overpower him meaning his strength stat was equal to or higher than my own, not missing a beat my fist shot out colliding with his face and stunning him, as he stumbled backwards and his guard broke I slashed across his chest three times. The dazed status wore off and his guard was instantly back in place, glancing at his health I realized I only managed to do about a tenth of his health. The difficulty of this fight settled in but my only thought was I bet he drops some awesome loot.

Our fight continued for several more minutes with me slowly chipping away at his health but his AI was analysing every move I made making it harder and harder to land a hit. I reduced his health to about half the original before things started going wrong, I Parried a vertical strike and activated counter kill as I had several times, but as the predetermined sword moves played out his sword and shield crashed into my sword one from each side, with the sword hitting near the hilt and the shield hitting near the tip causing the sword to twist and fly out of my hand. With the sword skill interrupted the cool down was cancelled. Jumped backwards to avoid a horizontal slash, I glanced around searching for my sword only to find it off to my left. Before I could dash of towards it the Bloodthirsty leader struck from my left forcing me to dodge and positioning himself between me and the sword.

Cursing slightly I ducked under another horizontal slash, jumping up after the sword passed over my head my fist slipped past his shield slammed into his chin in a powerful uppercut, as he stepped back to regain his footing I realized that the dazed status was much shorter than usual, capitalizing on what little time I had. I span round performing a wicked round house kick landing it on his cheek bone, as he almost flew to the right from the blow landing in an undignified heap I shot past gripping my sword from where it was embedded in soil.

I paused realizing something, whilst he could block most of my sword strikes, my martial arts in skill alone were simply too much for the AI. Smirking I shot forwards feinting as though I was going to perform a diagonal strike, the NPC responded by preparing to block and counter. At the last second I dropped to the ground bringing my leg across slamming into his legs and knocking him over. Jumping up I switch to a two handed grip to get more power and damage, slamming me sword downwards it struck through his left arm cutting through it entirely.

The NPC scrambled backwards before climbing to its feet discarding the shield in favour of picking up it's sword so it still entertains the idea of killing me? The loss of most of an arm depleted it health by a large amount and coupled with the now bleeding wound status meant that it was only a matter of time before it died, and so it did in less than a minute the lack of shield made it easy to score multiple hits without letting it score any back.

After it had shattered into many pieces a message appeared containing the loot gained and the experience gained. Scrolling through the loot, there was some leather armour that was quite good but not as good as my armour, pausing as I spotted the next item it was called The Bloodthirsty Sword. It had much higher stats than my sword almost double and furthermore it had a strange description. "As the wielder gets weaker this sword gets stronger." What does that mean? I won't get weaker I'm going to get stronger and level up more so that doesn't make any sense. Shrugging I equipped it to find that it was blood red with a golden trim, a simple hilt and guard and it was almost four feet long.

The next day I meet the Rat, supposedly the best information brokers. The rat was supposed to know everything about everything in this game. I'd returned to the starting city in hopes of finding a Player vendor so that I could buy some new armour and potions. I was strolling through the streets of Starting city in the vendor district when it happened.

"Hey you!" turning around I saw a robed figure. They were short only about four feet tall. The voice was feminine. The robed figure had run over and had their hands upon their knees hunched over breathing heavily as though they could get tired in this world. Taking a deep breath they continued.

"Where'd you get that sword?" pointing at The Bloodthirsty sword that was sheathed on my back.

Unsheathing it and laying it horizontally on my hands so they could get a better look, I said.

"This one?" At their nod I continued "I was killing Bloodthirsty bandits and a Bloodthirsty leader appeared and dropped it. Why do you want to know?"

"You don't know what it is do you?" at my confused look they continued. "It's a unique weapon, there's one on every floor each has good stats but that not what makes them good. They have unique abilities, the one from floor one the damage of the weapon increases as you lose health but it changed where it dropped from the beta."

"You were in the beta?" I asked shocked, only one thousand people got to go into the beta and anyone from the beta were like encyclopaedias on this game.

"Yeah I'm the Rat. Ever heard of me?" that was a rhetorical question, everyone had heard of the Rat.

After a short silence they continued. "Anyway I owe you for that information, if you ever need to know something message me." They said turning and beginning to walk off.

"Wait! Do you know where the boss room is?" they paused at my shout, before shaking their head meaning no.

"Well do you know a good vendor, I need some new armour?" This time nodding affirmative.

"Come on."

After that we walked in silence for about a minute before coming to a stop in front of a small stall. The stall was covered in cloth armour and only cloth armour, there was no leather or mail armour in sight, the vendor was a short man with a lot of jewellery and piercing that jingled when he moved, he had a scar across his cheek and had short black hair.

The rat exchanging a few whispered words then the vendor handed the Rat some coins so their being paid to bring potential customers, I wonder if this vendor any good if they have to pay to get customers. Brushing the thought aside, I strode forward looking through the armour checking the stats of each finding that almost every piece was better than mine, which were drops from mobs. Picking out some new pieces and paying for them. The cost equalling almost half my col, but I had replace every item par my weapon.

After paying the vendor I asked, "Why is almost every item you sell better than my gear?"

"Well not many people use cloth armour considering how little bonus it gives defence. So people sell high levelled cloth armour cheaply and it's easy to get my hands on high quality armour." He spoke almost sadly.

I nodded in understanding before thanking the man and the Rat and starting to leave. I had moved about four steps when a message appeared asking if I wanted to accept Argo's friend request. Turning around I saw the Rat with almost the same message open. So the Rat is called Argo.

"In case you need any Information." Argo said mischievously guessing my question.

I accepted wordlessly before heading off to the gates of Starting city, expanding my senses I searched the floor for high Ki signatures. After a moment I stopped the highest were around the level of the bloodthirsty bandits. At level 12 I couldn't get very much experience from them anymore. Well if I've levelled up as much as possible I should train my skills. My parry was at 50/1000, my sprint was at 40/1000 and Basic Sword Skills was at 55/1000.

Another week passed as I train my Skills managing to get them all to just above 75, I had discovered that while the first few levels were easy it got much harder to gain a level in a skill as you got higher. I would have continued levelling my Skills but at the start of the third week I got a message from Argo, which read:

The first floor's boss room has been found, a meeting is being held tomorrow at 10:00 AM in the main plaza of the starting city. If you want to be part of the raid be there.

-The Rat

The fact that Argo used the rat rather than Argo meant that it had been sent to several people. Someone must be paying her a lot of Col to get a lot of people in the raid to minimize the chance of someone dying.

That day I headed back to the starting city to rest before the planning meeting tomorrow. I was one of the first people there arriving at 9 AM. I watched as players of differing gears entered. From people with gear that was clearly very high level to player with the starting Armour. About half of the people that arrived clearly weren't ready to take on a high levelled mob never mind a boss, whilst about a tenth of the players (I presume beta players) looked like they could take on the boss by themselves by the way they held themselves.

As 10 o'clock rolled around, a blue haired man in full mail armour with a kite shield across his back and a long sword on his hip stepped up to the centre of the gathering.

"Hello, My name Diabel and welcome to the first Boss meeting." His voice rose over the chatter but didn't seem like he was shouting.