Chapter 1: Death

"Haaaaaaaa", Zack let out a deep sigh.

"What am I even doing with my life, a 25yr old man with nothing going on; " what happened to all the big dreams I had for the past few years, owning my very own gaming company, with the latest VR headsets".Zack thought to himself while slapping his forehead.

"I might as well get something to eat".

Standing up and looking around in his one bedroom apartment for his wallet; everywhere was a mess with dirty clothes here and there, garbage piling up in the kitchen; it looked as if a homeless person who lived there had just died and there was no one who cared about it.

Finding his wallet under his bed, and putting on a t-shirt which had sauce stains on it and a pair of cargo shorts, he drags his body out of the apartment like a lifeless doll.

Walking by the sidewalk on his way to his usual noodles spot, still depressed at his current life situation and thinking why didn't he just take his dad's offer and work in the family's company.

"shit my life is fucking over". He stops and looks up at d clear blue sky saying to himself, "if there is a God, why is my life so fucked up; well thinking about it won't get me anywhere".

Entering into the noodles shop at the end of the street and ordering his usual to go, he looks at the TV which was on the news station. The news consisted of the upcoming election and series of murders that have been going on but none seemed to bother him except the fact the the news reporter was someone he knew.

It was his classmate from highschool which he had a crush on but got turned down when he finally got the courage to ask her out. It was a very sad and critical moment in his life which led to a series of unfortunate events that happened and brings us to his present depressing life of no job, no girlfriend, no friends, and still depends on his parents for feeding.

Zack took a deep breath sighed and walked out the shop, looking at his smartphone for the latest update of his favorite video game league of champions, he looks across the street and sees a fortune teller; Thinking to himself, "at least I'll know how my crappy life ends.

He crossed over, met the old lady and ask for a reading, the old woman wore a purple butterfly gown that had some ancient writings on it and none seem to look like any language he knows of, she was wearing multiple pearl necklaces on both her neck, arms, and even her ankle which make her give off a feeling of discomfort.

Zack shivered as he saw her, he sucked in every bit of disgust he had and met her.

"I'll like a reading" he said. The old lady looked at Zack and began to laugh loudly that it brought attention towards them, people started to look towards his direction to see what was happening. He felt so embarrassed and said,

"all I wanted was a reading that's all, not to be publicly disgraced, why does my luck suck". He turned around and started walking away.

The old lady shouted." All I see from you is darkness and dispair, you will walk a path that will break a man's soul and render them useless, you are bound to suffer no matter what and you shall never find peace or true happiness". Zack was shocked at the crazy things this old hag said, because how will a nobody suffer when he has nothing going on. He just laughed at the woman and started to cross the road, he had already had more than enough attention from one day; bring out his phone to check on his game not minding all that the old woman had said and also not looking before he started crossing...

....Bang…..!!!!

The sound resonated around catching everyone who was there at that moment attention.

All he could hear was a ringing sound in his ear, finally gaining consciousness and opening his eyes,

He saw himself on the ground in a pool of blood, he couldn't feel any of his limbs, his arm and face felt numb, people were gathering around him, some ladies screaming, some took out their phones to take a pic or film what was going on. Still trying to comprehend what had happened he lost consciousness.

Opening his eyes, he found himself in a dark room, suddenly a calm but robotic voice spoke (welcome new player, please input your name). Zack was still confused and and asked "did I die".

The voice spoke again (welcome new player please input your name). Zack was hesitant then the calm robotic voice spoke again but this time it sounded furious.

(listen you brat some of us don't have all day, put your goddamn name you simple minded lowlife). Zack was stunned by what he heard, the clam voice had turned aggressive and harsh.

"Could you at least answer me" he said.

(....)

No response.

To avoid annoying the robotic voice which was now acting bitchy, he put down his name, the voice spoke again , (players name has been inputted, calculating mental capacity.....good, physical condition...good, soul capacity...good).....(All conditions have been met, WELCOME TO LEAGUE OF CHAMPIONS). Before he could react his vision blurred and everything went blank.