An Odd Kind of Game

Welcome To Asgard. Part 1

         The monitor flashed on as a male with long hair turned his webcam on. It took a moment to start up but he put together his stream.

A loud beep sounded from his PC. Messages started to spam the side chat and he was already gaining donations. He smiled at the sight of what he's worked up to. The mic caught his voice as he spoke up slowly.

"Hello my little pigeons~! Welcome back to Stellar, and obviously I'm Stellar, but of course you already know that since you're here. Now that we've gotten that through, could you perhaps deliver a message for me?" The screen flickered and slightly glitched as he spoke. He stared at the camera with a cocked eyebrow and narrowed eyes.

"Ok- what the hell? Give me a second, you guys- I can't see any of your messages. They're all fucked up-" He scoffed lightly and rubbed his temples. Anyone from the screen could see he was visibly irritated, which probably wasn't the best for the stream but that was fine. He let out a sigh and restarted the camera.

"Ok! Back to working state. So- how about you all pass on the message that I'm playing a new game! It's that new one everyone's playing. The one with horror, adventure, comedy, and romance?" He visibly seemed to stiffle a chuckle. He was caught off guard by the category of "Romance" being involved with a game everyone suggested for him to play.

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "You guys are odd. You want me to play a romance? Fine. Let's get this started-" He opened a link to an app. The screen lit up with soft pinks and greens. It was pleasing to the eyes.

A quite high donation came in from an anonymous user. The donation had a message that read out in an ai's voice. "Hey Stellar, don't judge a book by it's cover. You're gonna love it. Kudos to you for actually acknowledging this game despite the romance genre. Have fun! Enjoy my game!"

There had been an odd emphasis on "my", the words didnt sound like the usual robot either. The Voice sounded like it was rooted in malice.

Stellar stared at the screen as he just tried to comprehend the amount of comments flooding chat at the moment. "Welp- you all got me wondering what the hell I'm getting myself into. Oh well. Let's Get this started as soon as possible."

He clicked play upon the screen and a calming, pleasant symphony of violins began to play as crickets chirped and birds sang. He seemed oddly calmed by the artificial sounds even as he was on edge. There was a tutorial, but he decided to skip it and the warning it gave.

"I'll figure it out. Its like all the other games I've played in the past-" a few user join windows popped up on the side monitor he had and caused him to pause. He laughed softly and finally began to explore the enchanted and medieval looking map.

"Hey, welcome to all the people who have just joined, I am currently playing The Fated Spirits of Asgard, though, albeit reluctantly." The Corners of his lips quirked up into a smirk. There were a lot of donations as he smirked. The people in chat were all musing over him.

The game had a lag Spike and glitched out, the screen was being quite odd. An npc now stood in front of a statue with a stone plaque that read "Odin" in a very fancy and advanced way. There were Nordic runes that lined along an archway that lead straight to the npc and the statue itself.

"Bloody hell- the game is so jankety. This is ass- wait- the character designs are pretty damn good, realistic too. He'd get all the ladies if he were real-" He chuckled out and approached the npc. The npc bowed slightly, he then watched as it slowly lifted its head and stared straight at him with dead, gray eyes.

He walked around the character a bit and observed them. The screen glitched as he clicked the talk option. "Ok then- thats- uh- not good."

He physically flinched as his main monitor had shut down. The screen flashed multiple colors and then went to static. "For fucks sakes!"

He cursed as he raised his voice. He then checked the monitor he used to stream and paused; the stream was still running but his main had shut off. A scoff escaped his mouth as he turned his main monitor back on.

"Hey guys, give me a second. This game is being weird as all hell right now." he mumbled quietly from under his breath. He looked a bit startled as the LED lights that were in his room began to flicker. He ignored it the best as he could and started the game up again. The scenery had changed and it automatically triggered the conversation feature of the npc.

"Alright then... Its running smoothly again. That's odd- I swear I didn't start talking to this guy, what do you guys think I should do?" The chair rolled and turned to look at the secondary monitor as he read through chat.

The main monitor continued to play as the npc spoke. "Hello, you must be Stellar. I'll be Guiding you through the gameplay. We apologize for any inconveniences that may have happened during your play of the game."

His voice was deep and smooth like honey. It was calming and pleasant to listen to even if it was from a game. He turned back to the main monitor and stared at it. ". Okaaayyy thennnn-"

Two different options showed on screen, one was laced around in red, which read "It's nice to meet you! What may I call you? Unless you don't mind me calling you mine." the other option read "Hey man, what's your Name?"

He stared in disbelief at the first option that he had been given. It had truly shocked him. As he looked over at his second monitor and let out a sigh, he rubbed his temples lightly.

"Alright then. It seems that my little Pigeons intend to be the death of me." He smiled lightly and began a poll for the chat to decide his answer.