{Kurai}
Emotionless blue eyes blinked open and Kuru sighed lightly. Though he would never tell anyone, he was hoping the previous day had been a dream. And he was back to his shitty life on Earth. But of course he wasnât. Just fucking fantastic. He rolled over and fuck he almost screamed. Faceless people terrified him to no end. Fuck he really hated this place. Dumb mother with her dumb game. The faceless female was holding what Kuru assumed was orange juiceâŠand by the looks of it, it had no pulp. Oh hell no. Eyes narrowing slightly, he waved his hand away and scowled a bit at servant girl. She seemed to understand if her stuttered apology and the way she quickly scurried from the room had anything to do with it.
âGood morning Kari!â Oh god his scientist was seriously the most cheerful one in existence. Did the heavens have a nice laugh with his life? âDid you sleep well? I do hope you stayed in the hotel all of yesterday, or else something else could haveâ
Oh my fucking god. âJustâŠfucking stop talking.â He said in a low voice and stood from his bed, making his way to the closet to change his clothes. Fuck, he didnât even need to look inside the damn thing, but it was a human habit and if he was stuck in here he was going to be as human as fucking possible. His cheery scientist didnât speak until he was down to his boxers. He hated this man with every fiber of his being. Instead of telling him off again, Kuru silently changed into the clothes he had picked out for himself. Nice and comfortable, though he honestly picked it because it was dark and classy. At the same fucking time. How amazing is that? Pretty damn amazing, but he wonât ever tell a soul that. âDid I say you could speak to me?â He was sure he didnât. But whatever, he didnât care too much. The scientist was annoying, but it was mindless chatter. As he was walking out of his room, a thought came to him, âHey. What happened to the others?â
The answer made him regret he even asked it. âOh, well you see,â he started annoyingly, âThe others, whom we have called the âWinnersâ because you didnât cheat or hack or anything to get into the game. I mean all of you got the game through legal and safe means, and we knew about you so we got to hook up a sort of talkie thing, I didnât do the programing for that I donât know how this can work,â Did this man ever stop talking? âSo that is why youâre Winners. The rest of you are in that Hotel. As for the Hackers, you know, because they hacked into the game and made everything all messy and haywire. Get it?â if he ever got out of this game and that man spoke a single word to him, Kuru would punch him, âAnyways,â the other male let out a nervous laugh, âWe donât honestly know what happened to them. They seem to be scattered all over Portum. Odd really. The game should have kept all of you together. Maybe it was because they hacked into it and alerted the firewallâŠâ
He ignored the rest of the manâs rambling and started to walk down the hall, the maids and male-maids, or whatever, ducking their faceless heads down as he glared at everything. God he just wanted to play a game to get away from reality. Not actually be pulled from reality and stuck in a game. It fucking blowed. As Kuru walked he didnât even notice the other hallways with either closed, or partially open doors. He didnât bother to look because he didnât care. Hell he hated human contact, and socialization so much that he ignored everything his scientist said about âsticking togetherâ because âyou would be stronger the more people you hadâ and âfind the hackers too because they might dieâ. Okay, maybe he was listening. Passively listening.
âDo you have the key?â Unlike before, it was a little more serious and Kuru almost paused in his walking. Almost. To be honest, he wanted to say he lost it, and be a bitch about everything. Maybe then they would figure out a way to pull him from this damn game. But he also knew that if he said that he lost it, impossible in this sort of game actually, then his scientist might have a heart attack. He didnât want blood on his hands, even if it was indirectly.
âHâm, yes.â He answered at length. After that though, he was quiet. Almost like he wasâŠdone. Yes. Finally. With the new found silence, Kuru was able to make his way to the lobby quicker, finding Pulse there, just standing and watching two faceless people, one male and female, pick up glass off the floor. He frowned and cast a glance at the gray male out of the corner of his eye and mentally shrugged, standing next to him, thumbs hooked into the front pockets of his pants.
{Sage}
What was he never doing again? Hacking into kickass games. Dammit he will spend the money. Wow he regretted nothing, yet he was sure he was an idiot. He wasnât stupid. He purposely ignored all the red flags. Hell he figured he wasnât the only one who hacked the game, so he wasnât the only one who ignored all the signs that what happened was in the code. Holy shit he was dumb. In a totally classy way. But none of that made a lick of sense. Letâs back the hell up a bit, okay?
Sage gasped and failed his arms, curing loudly as his body felt cold and wet and heavy. Failing arms met with a wet surface and for a few seconds everything was quiet. No birds chirped, nothing in nature made a sound. And then, it was heard. The loud yell from Sageâs mouth. âOh my fucking god, holy shit no! I did not just get into this game to find myself sleeping in a bloody fucking river. Nope. Lies. Illusion. Because if this was real, game real what the fuck ever, I swear to godâ
How he loved when no one listened to his rants. It was perfect. He could make no sense at all and not a single soul would know. ExceptâŠthose faceless people over there. Rule one; never hack into games again. But back to his river sleeping. Sadly he did pass out in the river. But thankfully, god he loved and hated this game, after a few minutes on dry land, he too was perfectly dry. Fancy that. Now all he had to do was find some other peopleâŠkick their asses, maybe, and beat this game. Because he wasnât going to go home until he finished it.