"Hello, my name is Ezequiel!" said the boy with a huge smile; he got into one of the top schools, recruited for his academics and sportsmanship. It wasn't a normal school, as it was one of the most competitive ones in the whole country!
'Finally!' he was thinking, anxious with his new teammates that seemed they were welcoming him, after all, they had to be a team. He began sports later than many kids his own age because of his physical condition when he was a child, focusing more on his grades as an honor student. But now he could also do sports to entertain himself!
There were some that were indifferent to the new kid, and some that got irritated by him as it seemed the instructor was paying extra attention to him.
So, they went to bother the new member of the club, criticizing him. He just smiled at them; after all, he was here for the challenges! To get that satisfaction from getting better and proving it.
And thus, after a while, he made them 'kneel' before him. The instructor who watched over him, tried to bring out his full potential, pushing him to his limits.
His family was proud of him, as the boy was going forward, even if they were pushing him further, he would continue, after all, he had companions that walked on the same road as him! He couldn't be left behind!
The boy had two friends here, one of them a reckless boy who was his childhood friend, and the other was his cousin, a girl that would hang around them every time trying to keep them at bay.
But they felt it. Their family and friend were getting farther, he was getting lost. He was pushed and pushed, and the boy continued to go forward, without stopping at all. Everyone was expecting him to do so, everyone wanted him to go beyond his limits.
And he did it. The instructor baffled at the kid, couldn't really believe it, never has he seen a person that could improve and continuing to do so. Without falling in his path, the kid didn't give up, if something was expected of him, then he did it. And thus, he continued to grow.
Soon, the boy felt that many were giving up, why? Was he asking himself, after all, he did everything that was expected of him, he trained, he improved, and finally, he won? But now... his victories seemed empty, his opponents lifeless, even when before they expected so much of him, they now gave up themselves.
But the boy kept advancing, it wasn't him that was being left behind, he was the one leaving them behind. Even when he was with his family or his friends, he felt alone.
There was no joy, no thrill, there was just sadness in his victories as he stood alone, but soon... there wasn't even that...
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Ezequiel woke up from his dream, it was about his not long ago past, it was because of it that he moved out from his house, not in a bad way, but he just wanted to live by himself, he felt it properly.
His mother and father cried that day, as they were an overprotective bunch. They weren't bad parents, they cared for their only child, but now he had grown.
The boy got money to rent an apartment, and he could at least survive for a while with the money he got from his years as a student. He didn't go to university yet, even when he got many offers, he rejected them all. He wanted to start anew; his friend got worried, but soon saw that he was sure of it. Of course, his cousin wouldn't have permitted it if she was here, but she had to go abroad because of her family and would be back soon. He also told his parents to not tell her, after all, she could make quite a ruckus of it.
He got out from his reminiscence and went to prepare his morning exercise as usual, he was already on his last week of the restriction in game, and he already learnt Dual sword mastery along with Tailoring. Thanks to Peko bringing books home he started reading at night, gaining some Intelligence and Wisdom stats. He also got the Fighting spirit stat as he endured his hellish training and was showered with killing intent from Thane, the Tailor. After that, he went to learn the Repair skill with a dwarf that seemed very peaceful and kind... his name was Tact Hand. The skill will be quite useful for him and his companions in the future when it hits intermediate.
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Parallel - A Virtual Reality.
AdventureAfter choosing to live by himself despite his parents' protests, Ezequiel stumbles across the unique Virtual Reality game, Parallel. As the first person to buy the game, he gets one request, which leads with his fateful encounter with the future Dea...