Chapter 4

Chapter 4 - a player

Solvyr took the shorter route, he wanted to be back as soon, as he could. The box was surprisingly heavy, but he paid it no mind, he leanrt to mind his own business and suck things up, even if he hated it. He had to provide for his mother, so he couldn’t afford to lose his job, right now, so he needed to make it quick. He wouldn’t make manager Dane that happy.

He finally saw the tall building with the same address given to him. He made swift moves and stepped inside the fairly empty building.

„Welcome, what can I do for you?“ the receptionist stood behind the counter, she was smiling at Solvyr and asked right away.

„I came to deliver a box with some papers.“ Solvyr looked around, this space was awfully quiet.

„Oh, yes, of course, we were waiting.“ she signaled Solvyr to follow her, so he did.

„Please, put it down here, thank you for your delivery.“ she smiled, her blond hair falling into her face, her vivid blue eyes watching Solvyr.

„Of course.“ Solvyr said with a surprised face, he wasn’t sure, what it was, but his instincts told him to get the hell out of here.

„I’ll be going now.“ he bowed his head a little and turned back, he was one step away from the doors, when the sound erupted.

It was a terrible screech, a scream so loud, it could pierce the ears.

„Ugh…“ Solvyr covered his ears and crouched down to the ground.

„What the hell, is going on?!“ he looked around quickly, his eyes darting across the room. He scanned every corner. There was nothing there, not inside. From outof nowhere, voices started screaming inside his head.

Tokyo, Oslo, Stockholm, Ottawa, Seoul, Moscow, Washington DC, New Delhi, Manila, Ankara, Berlin, Rome, Helsinki, Beijing, Bangkok….

Another voice said. Japan, China, Sweden, Russia, USA, Canada, South Korea, Thailand, Finland, Norway, Philipines, Germany, Italy, Turkey, India….

The last one, the loudest inside Solvyr’s head said something he didn’t want to hear.

London, England.

The time seemed to stop for Solvyr, he could feel and hear his own breaths, his eyes crazily darting across the whole room, the whole world.

„What the hell is going on?!“ he yelled out, his voice being subdued by the screams.

„Run!“

„Monsters!“ other voices broke through the unbearable pain of the screams and screeches.

Solvyr looked up, finally, he saw, what was going on. Outside of the building, large clawed and winged monsters, ones that breathed fire and ice, ones that ate others and ones that only tore them apart and left their bodies lying on the ground.

„Bleargh…“ the young blond woman next to Solvyr crumbled to the ground and threw up all over herslef and the ground. The smell of blood was strong and nauseating. Solvyr wnated to throw up as well, he wanted to scream and cry, he didn’t know, what was going on, one second, he was delivering a box and the next he was sitting on the cold ground, his eyes witnessing a massacre.

„W-what is this…?“ tears welled in his eyes, he stared at the scenery in front of himself, people running, their bodies getting teared apart, blood flowing out, as if it was a normal occurance.

Suddenly, a system like window popped out in front of Solvyr, he stared at it.

„What...is this?“ his voice trembled slightly.

[Hello, dear player, you are the first one to notice the Solar play.]

The screen lit up and showed the words, Solvyr read them, he wasn’t sure, if his eyes were playing tricks on him, or not.

[Welcome, you are the first to proceed with the play.]

[Player….]

The screen showed three dots, as if deciding on a number to put there.

[You are the first player.] Solvyr wanted to smash his head through the ground. The light emitted from the blue screen coloured his eyes blue, his gray eyes seemed like a different colour now, a deep, clear vivid blue, a blue out of this world.

[Would you like to proceed with the informations?]

Solvyr thought, why not? He was already damned.

„Yes.“ his words were stern and final.

[Welcome to the Solar story-play, all kinds of Stars watch as you struggle and play the storyline.]

[Data loading…]

[Data update…]

[Data completion…]

[Player information:

Name: Solvyr Nytherion

Age: 22 years old

Level: 0

Special abilities: ???

Special attributes: ???

Strength: 1

Mana: 0

Agility: 1

Luck: 1

Occupation: ???

Star: none ???]

Solvyr stared at the glowing screen, his eyes hurting from the blinding light, he suddenly felt like he was weak and exhausted.

[Dear player, do not fall asleep.]

[Dear player, do not die.]

[Solvyr Nytherion, do not loose.]

Solvyr stared at the screen, he wasn’t sure if it was helping him, or trying to kill him.

„Get out of my head…“ he mumbled, he hated the sound in his head, the weird voice telling him those words.

„D-do you see some weird screen window in front of you, as well?“ the poor, trembling woman next to him asked.

Solvyr nodded, starngely, he felt nothing, he didn’t feel scared. He didn’t feel any kind of emotion, the only thing on his mind wasnhis mother.

„We should také a cover, if you follow me-“

„No…“ Solvyr didn’t know, if he could trust this woman.

He wasn’t sure if he could trust anyone here, not even himself.

„B-but we’ll die, if we stay here!“

„Go, you know it here better than me, I’d be a dead weight.“ he said, he didn’t even look at her, she didn’t seem to mind him refusing, she scrambled on her feet and ran towards the deep parts of the building.

Solvyr just stared ahead of himself. The outside covered with dead bodies and blood.

[The first story ended, we have acumulated enough candidates.]

The screen glowed again, Solvyr watched as all the monsters disappeared or hid somewhere in the dark.

[You survived the first story.]

[You can fall asleep now.]

[You are one of the 5 million people in London, England, that survived.]

[The approximate number of people to survive the next story are…]

[Informations loading…]

[3 million, London, England.]

Solvyr stared at the screen, his eyes wide in terror, only 3 million people in London. Only those were to survive the next story.

„What the hell is this?!!“ Solvyr raised his voice at the emotionless screen floating in front of him, his eyes still shining blue.

[The Solar story-play wants excitement.]