A voice echoed into Sam's ear. An English narrator with a master's degree in Epic. With an ancient and smoky voice, she told the tale that the beautifully rendered cutscenes were displaying. Sam kept quiet and watched on, in awe, at the game's beautiful and mysterious backstory.
"For time immemorial the world had been covered in cold and dark and suitable for only those ancient, eternal, and powerful: the dwellers of the deep. But then a chance occurrence happened—a small spark lit up the world—and it became the catalyst for an age of change."
Sam couldn't see anything at first, but the sounds of some sort of massive collision could be heard. After that, the dark world was suddenly brightened with a tiny flickering flame.
"The spark burned bright but only briefly. Long enough for a courageous Dweller to seize it and take it into himself."
A shadowy human like creature stepped out of the dark and grabbed the tiny flame. It cradled the flame gently.
"This Dweller became Supreme and kindled the spark to bring the light of his new soul to the world. The other Dwellers scornfully referred to him as the Lightbringer and feared his brilliance. They banded together and challenged him, led by Straga of the deepest depths."
In the fiery light, the Dwellers could be seen. They were all mostly amorphous or misshapen and long like the very shadows. Straga was one of the few that seemed to have a solid form and it was massive. The rotund giant was covered in spikes and had no eyes to speak of. His skin also seemed to shift as if covered in living mud.
"In defense against their great numbers, Supreme split his inner spark into two and created a son with the second half of the ceaseless soul flame. He named him Morningstar and together they fended off the assaults of the Eternal Dwellers."
An army of the shadowy Dwellers seemed to be gathering in the dark depths. Way above them, Supreme could hardly be seen with all the light emanating from his body. Sam only saw his vague human shaped outline inside of a sun-like sphere of light. His son Morningstar was also glowing, but he wasn't so bright that his features couldn't be seen. He wore an ornate purple set of robes, along with golden rings on his wrists and ankles. He also had a pair of golden wings on his back.
"The brilliance of Supreme the Lightbringer and Morningstar the Son of Light brought form to the formless world and the all-encompassing darkness was split into shadow and light and along with the cold came heat. In order to fathom this new world many Dwellers acquired the sight, but some refused to adapt and remained blind to this light.
"With their world and sensations affronted and with fear gathering in their midst, Straga and his Eternal Dwellers waged war on the two Lightbringers once and for all. In the battle, Supreme was struck down and consumed by his former brethren which spread his light and formed the first of the Great Beings from the now burned and destroyed bodies of the Dwellers."
Supreme appeared to be much larger than Sam had initially thought. He was pierced by a score of massive spiked pillars. His body was divided and eaten by several of the amorphous Dwellers, but soon after, each of the creature's exploded in wild flames and where they had died, gigantic infants thrashed about in the carnage, crying.
"In his rage, Morningstar hurled a powerful bolt, formed of his own soul at Straga, slaying the ancient Dweller."
The bolt was a massive golden spear of light and it pierced the shadowy giant like nothing, obliterating him and the Dwellers around him in an instant with an exploding wall of fire. Lava erupted from magma pools deep underground and bathed much of the stony land in molten rock.
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Hell's Glitch (initial draft)
HorrorA NaNoWriMo LitRPG starring a videogame QA tester named Sam Nagai. Sam thought testing videogames would be a dream job until he got saddled with a ton of barely playable mobile games. The lack of fun in these games and small pay make...
