"This looks like the stuff we wore in class," Steven pointed out.
In his hands, he held a headgear, which he borrowed from Zero, who had earlier stated that he had 'tons', whatever that meant.
"Yeah," Mayo agreed. She had her own VR headset, but Zero suggested borrowing his, since his were the 'latest version', whatever that meant.
"Don't tell me we're doing another project."
"No," Mayo denied, "We're teaching you to fight,"
"In a video game," Zero added softly.
"...And what better way to learn than through a video game?" She finished.
"Ok, but how does a video game teach you how to fight?" Steven asked. His eyebrow raised to a side and then down again.
"You'll see." Mayo smiled and sat down in a bean bag chair that she had dragged from her room.
Steven shrugged and lay on his bed. He put the headset on, and closed his eyes, expecting nothing much. A while later, the system booted up, and he was met with a title screen, or more accurately... area. The place seemed pretty bare except for a title that blinked in front of him:
- - ["Welcome to N0T Online."] - -
'Wow, that is the lamest name I've ever heard.'
"Hey, well it's the most popular game in the market. Clearly, it works, so don't bash on it." An AI mascot greeted him.
"What about 'Dilf life'?"
"I don't know how that game grew so fast." A slight indignance in its voice, "Already 2nd in popularity and only created this year. It's not even a VR game! Uh-hum, we're getting off track!"
He looked at it. The mascot was a computer-looking robot, with blinking dots for eyes and cute, stubby little legs. Its head and body seemed too big to be balanced on its legs, like if he knocked it over, it wouldn't be able to get back up.
"My name is Tin. First time playing?" It asked him.
He nodded his head. Tin then prompted him with a window to create login credentials, which he filled in. After completing some of the miscellaneous tasks, including some... 'Disclaimer?', he was asked to create an avatar, either by randomizing his looks, picking from hundreds of starter accessories or... he pressed the default option at the side.
Nothing changed in the mirror.
"Perfect." He remarked.
"Alright, I'm ready to play," He told the AI assistant, which nodded. The room collapsed and broke, and a bright light shone around his surroundings. The world he saw seemed to expand, and when he blinked again, he was now standing in a city area on the streets. The area was decorated with cyberpunk lighting, with cool, pigmented tones highlighting his skin and clothes.
He looked in front of him and saw a UI, or user interface, cueing him in on a tutorial. Not caring for it, he dismissed the option, skipping it all together. Around him, he saw other players dressed like they were in a cosplay convention, but he didn't know any of them.
It was then that he realized that the trio had never discussed a plan to meet up.
He groaned in frustration and decided to find a place to sit. He realized that if he closed his eyes, he could fall asleep in game, which was a bit weird to think about. It didn't seem long before...
Someone tapped his shoulder.
He looked to see Zero, except the white-haired boy was wearing what seemed to be a skin-tight, dark carbon-fiber suit, with holsters and accessories on his legs and arms, partially covered by a long coat and scarf he wore. Looking closer, he could see the belt that tied the coat in, which gave his outfit a nice bodice. He was sure there were hidden weapons that he couldn't see.
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