It literally is summer, but the cold atmosphere can’t become better. In middle of the intense surroundings stands a child no older than 10 with onyx hair and irises. The black clothed men kneeling around him are shivering but the child seems unaffected. The frost has dispersed by the signal from the child. The men stood up and bowed 90 degrees towards the child and scattered away. After standing alone in the large hall for a while, the child stepped out of the hall.

The child’s name is Noir Cerulean, the 1st ranked player in this MMORPG “Helsaia”, and an infamous gamer throughout the society. His most established nickname is “PK Killer”. As the name explains, his job is to kill the players who kills other players.

Great achievements doesn’t regularly connect with money. Noir is poor and won’t use any of his savings on in-game items, so one of his nicknames is “God of pennilessness”. It is patheti- Ehem, wonderful. Noir is also the “God of Ice” in the internet, since all he uses to fight are martial arts and ice related magic.

“Why did the B-Suit guild suddenly attack me between my raids? I think they stole one of my amulets...”

The B-Suit guild, one of the best guild in the game, has been continuously challenging him on having an one-sided duel. Noir is the guild master of the guild Glacier and the one and only member. He is a loner, don’t blame him. By one-sided, I meant for Noir. Noir is too strong for them, so to Noir, the members from the B-Suit guild looks like pebbles.

Going offline from the game, he glanced at the clock, which states 4 am. Noir has unconsciously been playing games for 17 hours again. He walked into the bathroom and looked at his reflection on the mirror. Pale white skin, obvious black bags under his eyes, chaotic silver dyed black hair, and a skinny torso. The perfect example of a hikikomori.

(Hikikomori : shut-in)

While bathing in the bathtub, he fiddled around with the black cube. Noir found this cube 1 week ago, standing there quietly, in front of his computer. With no memories of owning nor placing it, he has once feared the cube, but not anymore. Curiosity killed the cat. A click sound resonances in Noir’s room. With a ‘plop’, a key fell into the tub. Alike the cube, the key was pitch black. Noir stabbed the key into the keyhole of the cube, which wasn’t there before, and twisted it. A bright light blinded his eyesight. When Noir reopened his eyes, he was met with the sight of a green field across the surface.

[Welcome to Twisted Dreamland]

The upcoming chapters are uploaded on another website. Originally, this should’ve been uploaded there, but due to some real life problems, it has came here. If the author intends to write the chapter 2 here again, then that be it.

m(_ _)m I may upload another story. The Twisted Dreamland is dropped here.

The 1/4 of the chapter 2 :

A wail in the twilight, a jangling of chains, and suddenly you're confronted with a loathsome entity of embers and decay. Five bleak eyes stare at you with a harrowing excitement, and another wail explodes from its jagged mouth in a show of force.

Crackling and blistering skin adorns its gnarled head, which itself is devoid of any expression. A faint glow escapes the creature's broad nostrils set within a withered nose.

Its gnarled head sits atop a small, skeletal body. Dark, smoking symbols cover its chest, seemingly like a reminder of some event in the past.

The creature moves forward slowly, its six legs clumsily carry its infernal body with a frenzied energy. A massive tail wriggles behind it, you're certain this creature uses it as a weapon. This is Leo’s mother.

A howl in the gloom, a ring of bells, and suddenly you're faced by a small creation of anguish and shadows. Two vicious eyes stare at you with a glacial malice, and another howl bursts from its compressed mouth in a show of force.

Dark tendrils adorns its round head, which itself is covered in blisters and soils. A fowl breath escapes the creature's slanted nostrils set within a cadaverous nose.

Its round head sits atop a towering, ossified body. Chains wrap around it, as if to keep the creature contained, but your eyes don't linger for long.

The creature moves forward slowly, its four legs sturdily carry its reptilian body with a dreadful energy. A rugged tail writhes behind it, a bright light on its tip dances like a lure.

Two modest wings extend themselves fully. Skin covered bones, and feathers of fire stretch upward, and forcefully descend with a powerful gust. The creature no longer looks at you, it has lost interest. This is Leo’s father.

Leo is the son of the fallen duke. The duke was the friend of the dead king of Fimela Kingdom. Don’t ask me how this happened but I somehow became his savior and made him fall for me. I never intended too. It was an accident. So... could you fangirls of Leo stop trying to murder me?!

Girl 1 : You seduced our price Leo, you filthy succubi!

Just when did I do that? If i did, why don’t i have a memory of it? Plus, stop clinging onto me shirt’s sleeve, you shameless Leo. Isn’t it because of you this turmoil has happened?

Leo : But... I fell for you at first sight.

I understand that, so please leave me alone and go back to your large mansion you have retrieved from your vicious stepmother.

Leo : This is our house, let’s marry.

Do you really understand human language?

Author : I guess not.

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