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The Gamer Multiverse

I had always been a Gamer, from when I had just received my own PS2 to have a nice gaming PC with PS5 next to it, so when I had just found out that I had been chosen as a new member of GMA ( Gamer Multiverse Association) and had the chance to go adventuring in different universes as a Gamer I immediately took the chance, making my journey as a Gamer officially start.

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Chapter 7

Time Skip

We had travelled for almost a week, and during the travel, no other problematic scenario happened, so no quests.

Talking about quests, I think of the rewards I gained from the quest I had completed by helping Geralt escape.

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Help The Witcher

Objective:

Escape from the city you are in with Geralt Alive ✓

Bonus Objective: Don't kill any guard ✓

Reward: x1 Gacha token, 1x Perk token

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I think I will leave the gacha tokens for now, I find it most satisfactory to use them when I have at least 10, now I only have 6, the Perk token on the other hand.

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You have gained the perk: Last Standing

Last Standing

When dealing against a group (3 or more) of enemies by yourself, based on the number of enemies, you will receive a boost to your stats, skills proficiency, and perks boosts.

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Considering how most of my skills aren't really useful against big groups of enemies this perk will greatly help me, and considering I will have to fight an army, the wild hunt, every boost is welcome.

" We arrived," Geralt said

[ Riding (horse) level up]

I return back to reality and here it was, the whole building screamed *come inside to receive your ending quests and see the post-credits*.

Jokes aside, it was enormous, the games and tv series did the building no justice, with walls that I nearly see the ending off, as thick as 4 horses, the mountain behind the castle that represented the main building giving an eerie vibe to whoever saw it, I can't even imagine the quantity of knowledge, weapons, and materials inside of this place.

Geralt removed his pendant from his collar and raised it pointing it towards the main gate.

A few seconds later it began opening by itself, and on the site of the gate wearing leather armour, older than Geralt and not really in shape body could be seen.

From its golden eyes, I recognized he was a witcher, and I think I know he is.

" Geralt, always nice to meet you, can't say the same about the one coming with you."

" Vesemir relaxes, you are already quite old for a witcher, you are supposed to relax and read some books."

Vesemir didn't answer and simply waited for an explanation.

Getting down from our horses we moved inside and while walking he began explaining.

" Met him during a hunt, I was doing a job to get some crowns and maybe find some traces about Ciri, but who do I find while searching for the monster? A guy that looked more like a beast than a human fighting a Burning Leshy using a trainee Witcher sword..."

Geralt continued telling us what happened during our meeting and over the next few days.

" And you believe him?"

" Call it Witcher Instinct, the kid doesn't strike as a lier, and his abilities seem related to Ciri"

I proved this by showing him my inventory, it wasn't teleportation but still related to space.

" And why is he here? I get it he can help, but wouldn't it be better for him to help you?"

" The kid isn't a warrior, he can fight, but not on a witcher level, reason why he is here, he knows the future, or to be precise, he knows that my life and Ciris' can end in 4 possible ways, in only one I die."

" Better chances than most hunts then."

" He said he will be more than ready to help when required in exchange for being trained as a witcher."

" I can't do any more rituals and even if I could I can't see more kids die for stupid reasons."

" Oh don't get me wrong, you guys are cool and call but I don't have to be a witcher to become as strong as one."

" Now you are not making sense, I have never seen a human who at least wasn't a magician reach the level of a witcher."

" Wanna prove it?" I said with a smile.

I don't know why but since the tutorial dungeon I have seen fighting as something thrilling, I am in no way battle thirsty, but if I can have a good fight, I won't back away from it.

" Wanna get your teeth kicked in?" Vesemair answered with a cocky smile.

Geralt moved away and waited for the show to start.

( remember, Vesemiar is OLD, old even for a witcher, at his peak? Phalanx would be dead, now? Maybe)

*Sound Track I am Still Standing Elton John*

Taking his sword out with one quick motion he directed a swing towards my neck.

Taking out the witcher sword from my inventory I barely deflect the sword making it only cut the side of my cheek while moving forwards and hitting the stomach of Vesemair with my elbow.

He took two steps back and spit some saliva.

" Seems like you are more than just talking."

" You saw nothing."

We waited for any movement from the counterpart, but after 5 seconds the first one to move was Vesemair, activating an Aard rune to make me fall.

Seeing the rune form in his hands I jumped from the ground and let the force generate by the rune lunch me against the stone wall, my legs working like springs while I used Raging Fire in the meanwhile, my toenails breaking because of the sheer force they were put under.

Speeding like a bullet I appear in front of Vesemair hitting his sword with all the strength I had in my body.

My hit caused his feet to slither on the ground leaving a mark.

Not leaving him any room to breathe I dash again and start hitting from every angle possible, up, down, left, right, up left, up right, etc.

I wasn't breathing during all these attacks, if breathed I could create a window for him to counter, and he was waiting just for this.

I continued and continued and continued until my body simply gave up not being able to continue functioning without oxygen.

Or so he thought.

Seeing an opportunity Vesemair thrust his sword aiming for my shoulder, but as a true dark souls player, I didn't let it break my stance and continued R1 smashing.

His sword pierced my shoulder while mine nearly pierces his throat.

We stare at each other for what felt like a year but was only a second and then we separated.

" This kid is insane." He said releasing the sword but not removing it fro my shoulder.

I store the sword back in my inventory while removing the one on my shoulder and throwing it to Vesemair.

" I take that as a compliment."