Siva (Volume 2) The First Departure

Chapter 24: The Haunting

Chapter 24

The Haunting 

Just as soon as he finished the dinner dishes, he lied in the bed and kept on staring at the ceiling. Headache was still there but not as agonizingly painful as the one from two days ago. And if he had to put it simply, it was better to slurp down a full icy shake than feel that same pain that lasted for a whole day.

He even went so far as to bang his head on the wall just so he could abate minding the pain.

Now, the pain was bearable, but the memories of the battle was still clear to him. He hasn’t logged in since then because he was psychologically still accepting the fact that he just killed that many people. He felt awful for some reason because being aroused on that storm of violence wasn’t actually human to his principles.

He felt like he was just a masked murderer, worst than the rumors of the Masked Organization members who kill for money. At least they had a reason to do so.

But him, he felt like a mass killer…even if it was also part of the game.

578 kills.

2265 loot items.

One Legendary MOD.

Good thing loot inventory is a separate space for this amount was already far exceeded his weight limits.

His plan now: ask someone he can trust with the MOD. And actually, the only people he could think of were Volt and the gang, and also the old man, Janus.

But the MOD…even though he said that he was going to sell them, it seems that he was already in the verge of breaking his oath. He realized what the big flow in his plans were. He was too weak. In any world, money can take you heights you should be traveling. A single man who doesn’t have money can’t go to places without it. And to have money, you have to fight monsters and fighting monsters itself also needed lots of money.

Weapons needed maintenance, players needed items to heal themselves, going to good hunting spots costs money, expenditures, living, survival, upkeep, and even the act of earning money by selling game, it all need lots of money as some kind of investment.

To earn more money to go to better places and become strong enough that he can do his job well, he do needed that MOD.

Transcendence, that ability sure is going to be handy at some point.

—No.

It will be of good use, indeed, at all times.

Ah can’t sleep!

Now that he thinks about it, sleep may become his main problem until tomorrow. And so to pass the time and earn his drowsiness, he went back downstairs and opened up the TV, tuned to Terroa Day Today, and sat down on the soft sofa.

Kathleen Brew was the first face she saw and she had been receiving praises, awards, and even gifts from all directions, even from other network channels and game companies.

Her highlight broadcast was when she decided to ignore protocol and formal reporting, and actually had risked her life to capture everything that happened to the war, until the last unexpected end.

Rex recalled the events after he had released Raijin.

That ability…it wasn’t even a formal ability. He only used the name Raijin since he can’t think of anything else to name it. Actually, it wasn’t a cheap ability at that and its conditions for activation is really difficult to set up, especially if one is pressed for time.

It was a good thing it was a battlefield.

The carbon emissions, smog, heat of war, and all the hot elemental spells, burning warships, and everything else in that war helped a lot in shortening the required conditions for the Raijin. That’s how he defeated him, Cramer, the strongest player he knows by far.