Fiction Worlds Journey

Ring ding dong (Doorbell Ringtone SFX)

Tak Tak Tak ( Footsteps sounds SFX)

An excited teenager could be seen running downstairs. The young man seems about 16/17 years old. He has a short black hair and blue eyes, white smooth skin and a cheerful aura.

The young man was very handsome, but what made him more appealing was the joyful smile on his delicate face.

The door was opened, and what appeared in front of him, was a blond middle-aged man in a blue attire, carrying a small carton box in his hand coupled with a big smile on his face.

"Mr Blake Elliot, I presume?", asked the delivery man, as he was taking a quick glance at the list paper template above the box in his hands.

"Yes, that's me!", replied Blake, while trying to suppress his excitement.

"Great, Mr.Elliot, here is your delivery, can you sign here please.", the delivery man, and true to his job, hurriedly finalized the delivery process, as he left swiftly after Blake gave his sign.

"Thank you Sir!", shouted Blake, but the middle aged man seems to disappear from his vision range, leaving him with an awkward smile on his face.

'What a diligent man!', thought Blake inwardly, as he hugged the delivery box with shinning eyes, as if it was the most precious thing he ever had.

He soon returned back to his bedroom upstairs. He took a seat on his comfortable gaming chair, as he put the small package on his desktop.

"Let's first try this emerging game first, and check my treasure later!", said Blake, as he watched the 'treasure box' with reluctant eyes, but he was a man that never ever mistook priorities.

"Hmm, let's see, First World, One Piece of course!! hohoho, I can even create my own avatar? Timeline? age? sweet, huhuhuhu, and finally come the advantage of the rich people!! using money to get a ahead of commoners."

Blake meticulously selected his own settings, as the game was finally about to start.

Fiction Worlds Journey, a new game that just got launched not even minutes ago. This game had quite the innovative concept, as the creators made use of all the fiction worlds known by otakus, to create a game full of potential and capabilities. He was really lucky to find something like this, as he never seen any announcement related to it before.

Of course similar to any other games, Rich guys always had an edge over others, and this game wasn't different, the only difference is its limited 'lottery system'.

Through paying a sum of money, gamers could buy a max of 100 'lottery shards' daily, and test their luck, drawing skills, special talents, martial arts, weapon arts, devil fruits, weapons, ninjutsu, costumes, bloodlines, physiques, ... and even the fabled cultivation techniques.

10 shards are equal to 1 draw opportunity, which made the daily draw amount to a minuscule'10 chances'.

"Let's start, but first, let's pray! Oh, Jesus, Yahweh, Allah, Brahma, Vishnu, Buddha or whoever you are, if you are hearing this slave humble plea, bless this lost sheep by your limitless grace!"

After finishing his ritual, he payed online for the shards, as he started his fateful gambling.

" First Draw - Blank."

" Second Draw - Blank."

"Third Draw - Blank."

....

"Tenth Draw - Sasuke Uchiha Costume."

The game started immediately after the roulette, as Blake's avatar appeared in the screen, wearing Uchiha Sasuke's 'famous' costume, while looking around curiously around a lively town.

Blake face stiffened, as the corner of his lips twitched.

" After all, It wasn't a mistake being an atheist.", commented Blake, as he already lost any shred of faith that may be hidden deeply inside his soul.

Losing any interest he had towards this game, his eyes trailed towards his little box with frenzied eyes.

Blake Elliot, an otaku that transcended any one of his peers. While other otakus just watched for fun or other unfathomable reasons, Blake always believed that somewhere in the vast cosmos, there may be some powerhouses that actually cultivate, or devil fruits that gave others superpowers.

His faith caused him to be scammed multiple time by 'Chinese Sellers' on each 'Epay' and 'Amaton' platforms, buying cultivation techniques and mysterious artifacts, but he never lost faith, as money wasn't something he ever lacked.

His father was one of the most successful business man in the world, to be more specific, among The Top 10 wealthiest men all around the world, while his mother was an even more infallible when it comes to making money.

Unfortunately, his parents marriage was merely another partnership, and his birth was to satisfy and sooth the elders of both 'in-law' families. While his parents never mistreat him nor made him need anything, their inexistent love and care devastate the little boy.

As he grew up, he made a lot of friends and was quite happy for years, sadly, one day, he overheard their conversations, and was shocked that his childhood friends and brothers weren't really what he thought , and they were clinging to him just for the empire that he will be inheriting sooner or later, following their parents 'advices'.

At that day, he lost any trust he had in the race known as 'human', as he secluded himself in this small villa, away from any filth, and it was the time where he got to discover the existence of Animes/Novel/Mangas.

His parents seems to forget his existence, and it was the same for him as he hardly remember their features, but they were tactful enough to fill his pockets to the brink, not needing anything.

Blake shook his head, as if to chase away those unsavory memories, as he unpacked the box. What laid inside was a pitch-black pendant with weird patterns, and an unknown engravings.

His breath grow erratic, as his eyes shone with ardor.

According to the seller, This pendant seal a frightening secret that may shake the world. Those pattern weren't normal, and Blake could feel its extraordinary.

"Sure enough! this time, I wasn't scammed!", said Blake happily, as he put the pendant around his neck, and sit on the ground in a lotus position, trying to feel the energy around him.

After 30 minutes later, Blake face grow red, as he jumped with an angry glare on his face. He took the pendant from his neck, and throw it away with an indignant face.

"Tsk, Are there really no 'Supernatural' in this world?", said Blake with disappointment in his tone. He knew very well that he would be scammed, but he didn't want to stop dreaming. He choose to believe that maybe, somehow, he could change his fate and become a Powerhouse.

'Maybe at that time, my parents would value me and approve my existence?'

Thought Blake with tears in his eyes. While he found an asylum in the world of miracles, he always wanted to found a way to impress his parents, and make them pay attention to him. He didn't mind being their secret weapon against their rivals, sadly, dreams are dreams after all.

Blake suddenly felt slight pain in his finger, which brought him out from his inner thoughts, he finally took notice of his bleeding finger.

"It seems I injured my self.", said Blake, as he walked towards the bathroom. In his way, he took the pendant from the ground, as he planned to store it in his secret chamber, along with the other artifacts and heaven defying cultivation techniques.

But at that time, a change happened. A black-white light suddenly shone from the pendant covering his body, taking him by surprise.

Blake screamed frantically, as he try to throw the pendant away. Dreams and reality are different. While he always dreamt of this, when it happened in front of him, he still wanted to run away.

Nevertheless, He was locked, as the light started invading his body, ignoring his rabid resistance.

Unaware to him, the sunny sky above his secluded villa, already turned black, as heavy roars and thunderous buzz could be heard from miles.

The onlookers in the surroundings, watched with trepidation in their hearts, as that thunder wasn't something normal at all. They hurriedly run away as they could fell their death was imminent if they stayed there.

Electric currents seems to be condensing as the roars grew in intensity. What should have been blue lightning seems to grow purple, then red, followed by a pitch black that transcended to a colorful one.

The black clouds started to surround Blake's mansion, as a thick multi-colored lightning pillar descended like a Heaven's Judgement, swallowing the whole mansion, leaving nothing behind.

Blake Elliot, died without a burial ground, even his corpse turned to ash. What's worse, his existence itself got erased from this world records, leaving only a 'blank'.