Surrounded by many friends and lovers, Aia has always felt lonely. Changing appearance many times, she always felt like she is not enough. Life was passing away, while Aia spent all of her time in the next generation metaverse called Elysium, a real...
I don't remember exactly when the server began to spread information that the game was supposedly hacked and several users were killed through their chokers. Usually this type of rumors have been thrown in steadily, once every few months. All of these viral warning posts have helped scammers make a fortune by selling various invalid codes that "reflect the impulse from the brain back into the choker". I don't quite understand how it even works. But people can believe anything, especially if this type of scam goes viral in metaverse.
This seems very pathetic to me. Who said that choker can kill the user? What does it mean to "turn off" the brain through a choker? Judging by the number of believers in this rumor, people's brains have been turned off for a long time and no choker has anything to do with it.
And yet, this time around, the danger reports are popping up more and more often, telling something about a teenager who was found by his parents with a melted brain leaking from his ears and nose. Of course, as I said before, I don't believe in this and convince my friends that the news is another fake. Users, as usual, are divided into two camps - those who like to instill fear and claim that all of this nonsense is true, and skeptics - people who value being in the metaverse much more than in real life. Obviously, I belong to the latter. And while informational chaos is slowly absorbing our virtual world, we continue to live in it as if nothing had happened.
"I think there is a certain code with which you can add as many minutes of physical access to your account as you never dreamed of. Kind of like an Easter egg. Most likely, they are hidden in one of the locations, probably the one that is not in the tops of the highest activity," says my friend, who constantly suffers from a lack of minutes of physical access and has a tendency to invent strange "facts" about Elysium that come from nowhere.
Minutes are quite expensive, as I said earlier. The average player can't afford a lot of them. This is considered as luxury. After all, being in virtual reality, you can perceive it only visually, and can't feel it with your body. Physical access is something of a miracle. You really plunge into a completely different world, you become a tangible material body in the non-material sphere. It doesn't even fit in my head.
Users are obsessed with minutes, but the idea of being addicted is scaring me, which is why I send them to friends who don't work in Elysium as location creators. The contract offered several options for paying for my work - one hundred percent of net income, fifty percent of money and fifty percent of minutes, or all one hundred percent of minutes. You literally live in another world without leaving it. This is how a lot of people do it. And for some reason I'm afraid to lose touch with reality. What if one day the server gets hacked? Or will there be some major bug? What will happen to everyone who settled here? How painful and helpless will it be to return to real life? Where your muscles are atrophied, where you have no money, not to mention other human needs. You don't have to lose your head. We are still humans. Not the graphic avatars in the metaverse.
Most of the users really believe that you can find an unlimited number of minutes in one of the locations. That's why my friend drags me around the room in the hope that we can find something.
"You work for them, I'm sure you must know at least some secrets!" he tells me jokingly.
But the truth is that I don't know anything. I don't know any hacked locations, I don't know any cheating codes, I don't know how to count more than a minute, I don't know how locations work when they're not in use, I don't know how to load a choker without leaving the metaverse. I have no idea about most of the secrets.
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"Okay, let me send fifteen minutes to you, and you will already have additional hours for tomorrow, including your purchased ones," I try to calm him down and relieve myself of the duties of being his assistant in search of what may not exist. It annoys me.
"It'll be handy. Tomorrow I have a date with the girl from the app, minutes will be very useful to me if you know what I mean."
The app is a way to quickly select partners. You don't need to intentionally walk around the location in search of the desired goals - just open the app, find the parameters you are interested in or upload a reference picture or photo of someone real, and the app will automatically select those who match your request among billions of users, but whether they'll communicate with you is entirely up to you. Something like Tinder, which was very famous in the real world, but much more convenient, because here the possibilities are endless.
I send him minutes, after which I leave the server.
