1 1-A Broke Person

"Hey Mark! wake up! wake up!"

A voice rang in Mark's ears as he woke up from his beautiful dream, he opened his eyes and it was still blurry.

Mark rubbed his eyes then looked at the one who was calling for him, it was a young girl with short pink hair and she looked extremely beautiful.

"Why hello there beautiful, want to go on a date?" Mark teased.

"What do you mean beautiful? I'm a guy! I wont go on a date with you! never!" 'He' replied.

"Oh, sorry about that Chris, I thought I finally saw my dream girl, Hmmmm!" Mark said as he stretched his arms out.

"Stop saying non-sense, anyway, are you going to play Alter?" Chris asked.

"Alter?" Mark tried to remember but he shook his head.

"Seriously? dont you watch the news?" Chris said.

"I dont have a TV" Mark replied.

"How about phone?" Chris asked.

"Broke" Mark replied.

"How about the billboards?" Chris asked again.

"None" Mark replied.

"Ugh, here, look at here, I'm also going to explain to you while I'm at it" Chris said then took out his phone and showed a website called Alter Online to Mark.

Mark then casually scrolled down to see what it was.

"Now, I'm going to explain it to you, Alter Online is the newest Virtual Reality Game that has been popular whilst it has not even been released yet, it uses the newest cutting edge technology of the DHE alliance, also known as Dwarves Human Elves Alliance.

Alter Online has been approved by the Universal Government to use Time Dilation Technology and Virtual Realism Technology, they also ensured the safety of the players with the new Virtual Capsule, now do you know how big this thing is?" Chris finished explaining.

"Yeah, I'm surprised you know so much" Mark said.

"Of course! I have been waiting for 2 years already, I even applied for the beta test but unfortunate I didnt get chosen but anyway, are you going to play?" Chris asked.

"Haha, how much is the Virtual Capsule?" Mark asked.

"Not much, just about 1.5 million Unicoins" Chris said.

"Pfft! 1.5 million? bro, are you really saying that to a broke orphan guy like me?" Mark said.

"Oh yeah, I forgot you were an orphan, well, it cant be helped, you go to a school that was known for the school of the rich" Chris shrugged.

"That's because I have brains" Mark sighed as he slumped back to his desk.

He started thinking about his life until now, it all started when he was born, both of his parents failed to show up.

He was not even given a name, Mark as baby was sent to an orphanage where there he grew up, as a kid, he showed much interest in different kinds of things.

It was he was always hungry for knowledge, at the age of 6 years old, he left the orphanage without anyone and strolled around the city where he lived in.

As he was walking he heard some sounds coming from a house that was very wide and many people were going inside and out of it.

Curiosity came over and Mark decided to check it out, there he saw two people fighting with wooden swords, they clashed against each other.

Mark became fascinated, he unconsciously watched everyone fight from morning to night time, observing every movement and technique of the fighters.

It was only he realized when someone tapped him on the shoulder, that was where Mark met his first teacher, the swordmaster Ken.

He was an old guy who always had a dumb smile on his face, Ken took Mark as his disciple and taught him everything he knew, and it only took a year for Mark to graduate from Ken's teaching.

Ken had proudly pronounced Mark as his genius student, well, even with that title, Mark still became unknown, only a group of people knew about him.

Mark felt lost after he learned everything from Ken so he asked for a way for him to make this sense of loss disappear.

Ken understood how talented Mark was and so he called out his group of friends who were also masters of different kinds of weapons and skills, they taught Mark with everything they got.

Mark was not only talented with weapons but also good with his studies, it was the reason why he was able to enter the School of the rich, a school with elite rich students.

This year, Mark will be a grade 12 soon, and he graduated from the hands of those old people last year, so he mostly spends his time in school.

As for why he was broke, well, he doesn't have a job, the rules in their country were very strict, he couldn't get a job unless he was 18, so Mark needed to wait for another year for him to be able to work.

As for going to tournaments just like his teachers proposed, Mark rejected it, he just felt like he just didn't want to.

Men can also be unreasonable sometimes.

"Hey! Mark! you are dazing out again!" Chris yelled at his ears.

"Ouch! calm down, are you trying to break my ears?" Mark jumped back in surprise.

"That is your fault for suddenly going into a daze!" Chris said with a harrumph.

"Yeah, yeah, so what were you talking about?" Mark asked, he actually heard Chris but he didn't really listen

"You still live in the orphanage right?" Chris asked as he remembered Mark was still living in the orphanage with other kids, for unknown reasons Chris felt danger from that place.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Mark asked.

"You can live with me at my temporary house, I will also get an extra Virtual Capsule so we could play together," Chris said, inviting him to play.

"No, no, no, I may be poor but I'm not that low to leech someone off for free" Mark waved his hand.

"Hmm, then how about I hire you to play with me?" Chris said he was very persistent.

"Haa? Hire me to play games? ugh, I cant understand the world of the rich, why do you even want to play Alter Online? It's not like you could earn money from it" Mark said, he had played some games before for fun.

"Huh? who said you can't earn money from playing Alter Online? Don't you know, it was supported by the top 500 companies of the universe, a single virtual item there could earn you millions" Chris said, remembering some of the news on the internet.

"Do you really expect me to believe you?" Mark said with a deadpan eye.

"Ugh, why is it so hard to convince you, lets continue talking in the canteen while eating, I'm hungry, what do you want to eat?" Chris sighed since he couldn't convince Mark at this pace.

"Uh no, I will pass, I don't have money," Mark said, what do you expect from a poor guy?

Chris stared at him and said, "Did I ask if you have money? let's go, what do you want?"

"Fried Chicken" Mark replied in a low voice.

"Good," Chris said with a nod.

"Bro I Luv you," Mark said as he thumped his chest.

Chris rolled his eyes and they made their way to the canteen.