The World Of Infinity - Ultimate Setup

Ch. 0 - Prologue

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29th of May, a hot day.

Summer was clearly in the air as the warm breeze fluttered the girls dresses and the clapping of sandals along with joyful chatter echoed through the city.

... Indeed a fine day...

"Haaaa..."

...A fine...

"...Phuuuuhh!"

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As a mirror image to everything surrounding him, A tall young man was seen on foot dragging a bicycle along, heading to a certain direction wearing black jeans and a long shirt, breathing loudly.

Even though seeing this particular young man in the streets of the city was a rare event, today the price beyond his suffering was well enough to drag him out.

The most magnificent part of this fine day:

A new game was about to be released.

"A game?"

No. Not just "A" game. The first ever game to bring virtual reality into life.

Like countless others, our protagonist here, had dreamt of this day ever since he first laid his hands on a video game fifteen years ago. Dreamed and hoped...

For the public there was not much information about the background revealed, but common knowledge was that the game used micro cards, planted in every human, since 2050, to connect to the internet and then proceed to create the world within the persons brains. All the while communicating with every other chip in the same network. 

The method used for this process when simplified could be compared to lucid dreaming while being more precise, clear and... well social. The progress you made on the other hand. would be in the cloud like all the other information in this world.

But why exactly did "we" decide to follow this particular person? The amount of people who were preparing to buy the game was basically every single person capable of thinking and sparing a few dollars. Why him?

Well you see, he suffered from the same paradox as everyone else. He thought he was special, different from others... But this time there was a trick to it.

While his whole life the people around him had tried to drag him down to the level of "normal", and taint his mind with thoughts of equality, he had slowly formed a certain mind set.

This person had been the most friendly human being alive. 

Had been. 

As a kid, he had without a second thought ran to help anyone in need, talk to anyone if they looked lonely, never make a single mistake in anything. Further more the boy also was an excellent student and good at every sport. He was special. But what happens when humans encounter a special person? They get jealous and scared. For that reason this boy became hated.

Every team he played sports in, wanted him out, every teacher during his school years, wanted him out, even his own parents wanted him to become "normal", to the extent that he had been forced to fall asleep every night, with a fear in his heart telling him, that he wouldn't wake up the next morning. The weirdness leaves a kid with a good beating they said... even though, all the achievements of his, seemed to do well with them.

Time went by and adolescent came. The boy grew tall and while being slim, still strong and enduring... And started to understand his situation. Few more times he faced the expectations of everyone around him and steadily started changing... but not in the direction they wanted.

He no longer was friendly. He had no friends in the first place but now everyone who tried to approach him he coldly tuned away insulted by even their sheer existence, and if he was attacked, he would beat every single one of the attackers down instead of running. He was no longer afraid. Why would he? Clearly he had been on the right the whole time and thus he was above the sea of trash... Called mankind.

A decade of martial arts in a group where older participants wanted him to suffer had made him strong. Strong enough to fight anything. The love he had once felt for everyone had slowly turned into hate. To deep unending rage and loathing towards every single human he had faced so far.

This particular man had learned that the world was not a nice place... And if changing it was impossible, there was no other way than to create a new one...

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Thank you for reading! I really hope someone read it... 

But even more so, I hope that you'll read the next part as well because thats where the real story begins. After all, this is just a prologue I added for a bit of insight. I don't know about you but Im hyped up for what comes next! Thanks for reading again and:

LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!! ... (on the next page)