918 See You In A Year

The deathly silence in the conference room was entirely predictable. Every time Aslael had repeated this speech, his audience had been struck by the same solemn muteness. There had never been any exceptions, and today would be no different.

"Any questions?" The Instructor asked mockingly, still wearing that same faintly provocative smirk.

The alien's condescending tone caused their hearts to rend, but there was nothing these Players could do to put him in his place. As arrogant as they were, all it took was one glance at the aura of this monster to understand that it would be suicide.

After a moment, a Player calmly raised their hand. When Aslael and the crowd of "students" gave their attention to Will, he readjusted the position of his glasses on his nose (which had served only a cosmetic role for some time) and spoke up very seriously.