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Afterlife Online: The Frozen Bow

Ever since the dawn of mankind humans have feared death. Because of this in the year 2105 the virtual reality program Afterlife online was created . When Mazen Young Dies at the ripe age of 16 , his concousness is thrust into the world of Afterlife online , a virtual reality game that gives players a chance to live again if they can conquer it's seven world bosses. Can Mazen, a boy with barely any battle experience beat the seven world bosses? He may be the only one who can, being that he posses the ability to Glitch or directly interface with the game's system. Join me and find out if he and a host of other characters (including his sister Aryis) make it back out of the game in the adventure that is Afterlife online!!!

Razzle_Dazzle08 · Games
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10 Chs

Chapter Five: Mazen ( Girl Advice)

Mazen regained consciousness in a bed that wasn't his own.

He tried to move but noticed he was being restricted by the tsundre girl from earlier, who had had crawled into bed with him.

She was in bed with him!!

He forced down a gulp of air. The girl laying beside him, grasping one of his arms was hot . She had lush dark brown hair that pooled around her sleeping form.

Mazen tried to retract his hand, aiming to sneak out of the room, but the girls grasp was too firm and he ended waking her.

"Ma... Mazen" the girl said slowly opening her honey gold eyes. She had a cute blush on her face that made Mazen like her even more.

"I'm here" he said trying to play the perfect gentleman.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED!!!!"she said eyes turning to a bloody shade of red.

" Bing"

"Tsundre bitchmode has been activated"

"Pervert!!!!!" She screamed slapping Mazen into one of the rooms four walls so hard the whole room shook.

Mazen winced sitting up quickly and rubbing his now aching head.

"I'm sorry I don't know what got ahold of me. You just looked so cold lying there so I tried to warm you up." The girl said panicking.

"Oh no that's okay. It's natural for women to want to crawl into bed with me" Mazen said trying to make light of the situation.

" Bing"

"Tsundre bitchmode has been act--"

"Yeah I know..."

He knew it was coming so he tried to prepaire.

But there's nothing that can prepare someone to be kicked through house.

Literally.

Mazen was kicked straight through the wall into the Rebirth city plaza. People were now staring at him like he was crazy.

There's was only so much humiliation Mazen could take and he had had enough!!!!!!

I'm gonna kill the author!!!!

In real life....

The author was happily typing away on his computer when a hand reached through the screen grabbing him around the neck and slamming his face against it.

"Why is this girl still in my story? you need to erase her!!!!!"

"Well, because she's necessary to the plot and it's just funny to watch an the  Op get knocked around by a girl"

"What do you mean she's necessary" Mazen enquired releasing my neck and stepping through the screen onto my desk in Chibi form.

"Sit down Mazen and learn the ways of a romance master!!!!"

" Yes, author-dono!!!" Mazen replied taking out a notepad and a pencil complete with glasses appearing on his nose with a puff of smoke.

" This is the first thing you need to realize about us men. God made us awesome so women would love us but stupid so we would love women.

"So your telling me I should like men..."

"What no that's not what I meant at all! The point is that you are awesome so you can get any girl you want."

"Ehhh.." Mazen said nodding his head and writing more notes down.

" Thing number two. Your life isn't one of those pointless movies or animes like, Lord of the things where those guys spend NINE OURS RETURNING JEWELRY or like Nozzleto where that one boy FORGETS ALL HIS TRUE FRIENDS TO CHASE AFTER SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T WANT TO BE HIS FREIND

" Um author-sensei, I don't think that was the point of those sho---"

"Silence! Now it's time for you to go back because I have to finish another story so, here's what your going to tell her. Your going to say you look really beautiful right now. Works every time!!"

Mazen finished taking notes and turned to leave.

" Thanks author-sensei!!"

" No problemo, see you later!"

With that he jumped back through my phone. I sigh. Kids these days. Then I go back to writing my story.

Back in the game....

The girl was looking for the pervert when he fell out of the sky. Our unlucky protagonist landed on her while tsundre bitchmode was still activated, but luckily she was so surprised she snapped out of it.

Once again Mazens hands landed in the wrong spot.

Once again Tsundre mode was activated.

But luckily he remembered what the author told him too say.

"you just look so beautiful in that white dress shirt and pink skirt...."

Instantly the face of a demon was replaced by a shy girl.

"Oh Mazen-kun you didn't have to say that...."

"It's just the truth... what's your name..."

"Oh in all the confusion I forgot to introduce myself."

She then Spun around, cocked her hip and threw out a peace symbol, with a wink for good measure. Pink hearts seemed to accompany the gesture.

"My name is yoki mazumoto level 7 healer, and currently guildless!!!!"

"Well I can change that. Wanna join my sister's guild. Auditions are today?"

"Um well I got nothing better to do. Let's go!!!"

So they left the market plaza and a few turns later were at mazen's house. He threw open the door to find Aryis standing in the foyer hand on hip.

"Where have you been? It's almost time for auditions!"

"Sorry Aryis. Meet yoki, yoki meet by big sis Aryis."

Yoki stepped out from behind Mazen.

"Um im here to join your guild...."

" That's great!!" Aryis replied picking yoki up and spinning her around until they both started giggling.

" Look at you Mazen. Pickin up girls and all. I didn't know you had developed a boob fetish. My little brother's growing up so fast" she said wipping a mock tear in her eyes.

Both Mazen and yoki looked away from eachother, both now blushing.

" Well anyway it's time for guild auditions so get ready Mazen, yoki!!"

And get ready they did.