Sparks stared onward at all the new players joining in, one had even created a robot. With over a thousand employees working on every aspect of the imagination models this game had to offer, he had never had the chance to browse through every detail. He dealt with the mechanics and brain imagery mostly, he knew he would be seeing some old favorites from the previous games that he had more of a hand in creating. The robot seemed to obey pretty well, and it's motions were flawless, this was truly a reality unlike any that he had the pleasures of seeing.
Smiling he got up off the fountain and walked towards the entrance of the Village, he might as well give the monsters a few shocks.
Outside the village hundreds of players were now attacking the pheasants that outnumbered them greatly, somebody brushed past him, blood dripping from their side. Shock on their face - The virtual reality simulator could not stimulate pain in the player. But in the mind pain is an emotion, this caused the player to believe they were injured. The player if highly damaged would have distorted vision and fear.
Walking down the path he found an empty spot with a few pheasants gathered around a tree. lifting his hand he felt the electricity tingling at his fingertips, launching his hand forward a bolt shot towards a pheasant, an arc scattered around the birds. A health bar appeared over each of them as they lost a little health. The first one was nearly dead from the impact, the arc hadn't had such an effect on the other four.
Smiling awkwardly as the pheasants glared in his direction, Sparks cried a little inside. The first pheasant was still alive, And it had some pissed off friends!
Screaming out loud as he darted in the opposite direction with his hands out in front of him Sparks let out a war cry and shot tethers of electricity behind him every chance he got. Most missed their targets, but some were dead on. Still screaming he spun around to try and finish off the last one. To late, it was already on top of him, wailing his arms back and forth he kept shooting the pheasant.
"WHY ARE YOU NOT DYING?!" He pleaded insanely to the pheasant as it pecked him in the chest. In mid thought about why the pheasant wasn't dying a hud popped up in the corner of his vision telling him the name of the creature "Evil Pheasant Lv2" Using flash step he turned into a lightning bolt and flew about 5 yards away. Casting more flashes of electricity toward the beast before it went down, burnt to a crisp from the current. Falling to his knees he gasped for air, "I am Sparks, the lightening god! Pheasant slayer. . ." He let out his new motto, probably going to be revised, rewritten and destroyed, but at this moment it felt good to say it.
Walking over to the burnt pheasants he laughed before their bodies vanished. "I win." he said finally.
A notice popped up in view, the killing rewards. [3 Gold, 1 refined bow.]
Pulling out the bow he looked it over. "thanks, I don't need this!" he shouted as every player looked in his direction before most of them started killing more pheasants.
"Maybe it's worth selling. . . " he muttered as he walked towards more pheasants. "Worth millions... yeah, millions."
Tradesman: I'll give you 3 gold for it.
Sparks: DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!