Math? Nah, It's Just Luck || No Game No Life Fanfiction

Let the Game Begin!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but my OC and my original plots.

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Have you heard of an urban myth like this...

There's a group of unknown players who beat every game they play; their scores are out of this world too.

They never fill in their account names, so we know them as, 「Blanks」

It is said that these people are unbeatable.

People call them many things. Cheaters... hackers... God.

Regardless, that's how the urban myth spreads.

Urban myths are kind of like a wish... because, when it comes down it, the least interesting answer is usually the correct one.

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In a dark, messy room, dimly lit by multiple monitors of laptops and computers, there sat two figures.

One of them sunk into his seat as he stretched himself with a sigh, "Ahh... I can't believe we won..." He looked to his side and saw a smaller figure sitting down who was eating some pocky, "Hey, Sis, could you stop controlling Blank's main account with your feet?"

She shrugged at her brother and kept on clicking two mice(?) with her feet, "I'm hungry," she offered her snack toward him, "Nii, want some?"

He smiled and gladly accepted the treat with a thanks and noticed something, "Say, aren't we running out of snacks?"

The white haired girl nodded in slight worry, "He's late too... I'm still hungry."

"Oh yeah, this is some fancy stuff you bought, Sis. Never took you as the type to buy nutrition bars."

"I need the nutrition."

"Don't worry about such a thing, you're already beautiful as you are now."

"Muu... Nii, you both said the same thing..."

In response, he snickered, "If you speak of the devil, he shall arrive you know-?"

Just as the young man was about to finish his sentence, the door was suddenly opened and with it sunlight came flooding the dark room.

Soon, the siblings found themselves covering their eyes while hissing and screaming as if they were being burned alive.

"AAARGH! TURN IT OFF! TURN THAT BRIGHT THING OFF!"

"M-My eyes...!"

As the two kept on screaming, another figure entered the room and spoke in a boisterous laugh, "Haha! 'Tis I! The Warrior of the Sun have arrived! Creatures of the darkness... be gone!"

"You're the one trespassing the darkness, darn it!" the young man retorted.

"Ah, is that so? Meh, Praise the Sun!"

"K-Kuro-nii, please! We like it dark!" the girl begged.

The figure gasped, "My God, Sora, What the heck have you been teaching Shiro?!"

"That's not what she meant by, 'we like it dark,' and you know it!"

"Well, yea, but it still sounds kinky."

"Kuro-nii!" Shiro whimpered.

After having another laugh, the young man known as Kuro ceased his jokes and closed the door.

Sora sighed in annoyance and Shiro pouted cutely; both were glad that he stopped the little 'torture.'

"That's what happen if you're not exposed to sunlight for five days, I guess."