Alex sat hunched over his computer, eyes burning from hours of coding. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the monitor. He stretched his arms, glancing at the clock. 2:45 AM. He sighed, pushing back his chair and rubbing his eyes. "Just one more bug to fix, and it's done," he thought, determination mingling with exhaustion. The game he'd poured his heart into for the past three years was finally ready.
Suddenly, a power surge flickered the lights and screen. Alex cursed, frantically saving his work. As the screen went black, a strange symbol flashed briefly, followed by a blinding light. Alex shielded his eyes, feeling a rush of vertigo.
He awoke with a start, finding himself lying on cobblestone. He groaned, sitting up and blinking against the bright sunlight. Around him was a bustling medieval marketplace, full of vivid colors and lively sounds. He took in the surroundings—merchants peddling wares, children laughing, the scent of fresh bread and spices filling the air. The sky was a clear blue, with birds chirping overhead.
Panic surged through him. "This can't be real," he muttered, his voice shaky. His heart raced as he touched the cobblestones, feeling their rough texture. The sensory overload was too much to process.
Struggling to his feet, Alex stumbled through the marketplace. His mind was racing, trying to make sense of his situation. "This is my game world," he realized, recognizing familiar landmarks and characters. "But how did I get here?"
Feeling overwhelmed, Alex sought refuge in a quiet alley. He leaned against a wall, taking deep breaths to calm himself. "Think, Alex," he told himself. "You need to figure this out."
He spent the next few days observing and learning about this world. He stayed in a small inn, earning his keep by helping with odd jobs. The innkeeper, a kind woman named Elara, provided him with basic necessities and a sense of stability.
One evening, while Alex was helping Elara close up for the night, she mentioned a powerful figure who had recently arrived in town. "They say he's a warrior of great renown. His name is Liam. Quite the handsome and strict fellow, if the rumors are true," she said with a wink.
Alex's curiosity was piqued. He had designed Liam as a central character, but seeing him in person was something he hadn't anticipated. The next day, Alex set out to find Liam.
YOU ARE READING
Realm of the creator
AçãoOpening Scene: Alex awoke with a start. The familiar hum of his apartment was replaced by the cacophony of a bustling marketplace. He blinked rapidly, trying to dispel the vivid dream, but the vibrant colors and unfamiliar faces remained. Panic surg...
