Chapter Prologue
Prologue

5 years ago, things were moderately well .

No, it went very well . Everyone told me I was the best and I thought so myself .

I was prideful . Everyone recognized me and I thought like that as well .

The virtual reality game ‘Fantasia,’ I was called the King of the Arena . King Laden . It was an embarrassing nickname now that I thought about it but I had great pride in it 5 years ago .

Yes .

Yes .

5 years ago .

It wasn’t a short amount of time . Even a winged bird would have to come down to earth to rest their wings for a short period of time .

In my case, my wings weren’t tired but broken . No, I was shot .

In my case, my wings weren’t tired but broken . No, I was shot .

My character deleted .

I fell down and was trampled on . The people’s attention turned away from me and I was quickly forgotten .

Since then, I didn’t play any games .

I fell down and was trampled on . The people’s attention turned away from me and I was quickly forgotten .

Since then, I didn’t play any games .

Until yesterday .

Prologue 5 years ago, things were moderately well . No, it went very well . Everyone told me I was the best and I thought so myself . I was prideful . Everyone recognized me and I thought like that as well . The virtual reality game Fantasia, I was called the King of the Arena . King Laden . It was an embarrassing nickname now that I thought about it but I had great pride in it 5 years ago . Yes . 5 years ago . It wasn t a short amount of time . Even a winged bird would have to come down to earth to rest their wings for a short period of time . In my case, my wings weren t tired but broken . No, I was shot . My character deleted . I fell down and was trampled on . The people s attention turned away from me and I was quickly forgotten . Since then, I didn t play any games . Until yesterday .