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Mr. Wonka? Mr. Wonka?
...sorry, I was just having a flashback.
Do these flashbacks happen often?
It has been happening increasingly...
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His acolyte was just a job level away from being a priest. Due to his addiction to the online game in its beta stages back then, he stayed in the house of his best friend until nightfall, even during weekdays. He would Heal the undead instead of doing his homework. He would be seen staring intently at his friend's monitor as he cast supportive spells to his party members. He would cast Increase Agility and Blessing to himself whenever the buff period ends, and he would sit to regenerate his empty SP. Whenever a zombie prisoner would suddenly spawn beside him as he sat, he would hit the enter key and teleport away to safety. If things went bad and his luck ran out, his character would get a hit or two for an insane amount of damage, and die. His defense was still too weak as he concentrated in building up his intelligence to increase the potency of his Heal and to increase his maximum SP. His spell of Angelus offered little added defense to the dark attack of the hungry undead. Nonetheless, he would just respawn in Prontera beside the Kafra in the west gate, open a chatroom entitled "W> GH 700z" and warp himself and another character to Glast Heim.
While he was busy gaining precious job experience, he would text all sorts of messages to his parents to hide his whereabouts. He told him he was doing a Filipino project wherein he and his group mates needed to record a radio drama. Things went on unnoticed, and Sanjuras hastily continued the path to becoming a priest.
Or so he thought.
A week passed by, and after hours and hours of grinding, he finally became a priest. Members of Angelic Reignment instanly recognized his job transformation and congratulated him excessively. He was a hit in Glast Heim too. Other characters would follow him and stay beside him, as he provided them in their faith. He blessed them with the mercy of God, sang the songs for Mother Mary, chanted to the highest glory of God, laid his hands upon their heads and blessed them, and resurrected the souls of the fallen back to life. His new power to help other people with the priest spells Kyrie Eleison, Magnificat, Gloria, Impositio Manus, and Resurrection made him even more addicted into playing until the end of the world. He cared nothing about time and spent almost the entire evening in the house of his best friend, who has a superior internet connection and a top-of-the-line computer model.
But he didn't want to lie. But he was unable to do anything since the gleam of magic circles was too bright for him to see that his parents were worried. All he ever saw in his house was his old, useless computer.
Things became messy after quite some time. His parents later on found out what he was doing. A call to his best friend's mother was the catalyst needed to initiate Ragnarok, the end of his world.
All he remembers now is the vow he promised to himself. He promised to himself never to tell a lie again (at least to the people he truly knows and trusts) while he sat on their hallway, still dressed in his school uniform. He promised to always tell the truth as he cried and cried, wishing Sanjuras was real so that he could be saved from the terrible and inescapable situation he was in.
The very next day, he woke up to the sound of his mother speaking with someone in the telephone. Although he didn't mean to, he eavesdropped into something which later on he figured out as a complete lie.
Mr. Wonka? Mr. Wonka?
...sorry, I was just having a flashback.
Do these flashbacks happen often?
It has been happening increasingly...
---
His acolyte was just a job level away from being a priest. Due to his addiction to the online game in its beta stages back then, he stayed in the house of his best friend until nightfall, even during weekdays. He would Heal the undead instead of doing his homework. He would be seen staring intently at his friend's monitor as he cast supportive spells to his party members. He would cast Increase Agility and Blessing to himself whenever the buff period ends, and he would sit to regenerate his empty SP. Whenever a zombie prisoner would suddenly spawn beside him as he sat, he would hit the enter key and teleport away to safety. If things went bad and his luck ran out, his character would get a hit or two for an insane amount of damage, and die. His defense was still too weak as he concentrated in building up his intelligence to increase the potency of his Heal and to increase his maximum SP. His spell of Angelus offered little added defense to the dark attack of the hungry undead. Nonetheless, he would just respawn in Prontera beside the Kafra in the west gate, open a chatroom entitled "W> GH 700z" and warp himself and another character to Glast Heim.
While he was busy gaining precious job experience, he would text all sorts of messages to his parents to hide his whereabouts. He told him he was doing a Filipino project wherein he and his group mates needed to record a radio drama. Things went on unnoticed, and Sanjuras hastily continued the path to becoming a priest.
Or so he thought.
A week passed by, and after hours and hours of grinding, he finally became a priest. Members of Angelic Reignment instanly recognized his job transformation and congratulated him excessively. He was a hit in Glast Heim too. Other characters would follow him and stay beside him, as he provided them in their faith. He blessed them with the mercy of God, sang the songs for Mother Mary, chanted to the highest glory of God, laid his hands upon their heads and blessed them, and resurrected the souls of the fallen back to life. His new power to help other people with the priest spells Kyrie Eleison, Magnificat, Gloria, Impositio Manus, and Resurrection made him even more addicted into playing until the end of the world. He cared nothing about time and spent almost the entire evening in the house of his best friend, who has a superior internet connection and a top-of-the-line computer model.
But he didn't want to lie. But he was unable to do anything since the gleam of magic circles was too bright for him to see that his parents were worried. All he ever saw in his house was his old, useless computer.
Things became messy after quite some time. His parents later on found out what he was doing. A call to his best friend's mother was the catalyst needed to initiate Ragnarok, the end of his world.
All he remembers now is the vow he promised to himself. He promised to himself never to tell a lie again (at least to the people he truly knows and trusts) while he sat on their hallway, still dressed in his school uniform. He promised to always tell the truth as he cried and cried, wishing Sanjuras was real so that he could be saved from the terrible and inescapable situation he was in.
The very next day, he woke up to the sound of his mother speaking with someone in the telephone. Although he didn't mean to, he eavesdropped into something which later on he figured out as a complete lie.
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