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Unbeatable Game: A LitRPG System, page 1
Unbeatable Game:
A LitRPG System
Anapav Lovic
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Table of contents
Prologue
CHAPTER 1: Is this real?
Chapter 2: Reality hurts make it stop.
Chapter 3: Goodbye Steve.
Chapter 4: Fire Burns
Chapter 5: The End of Beta
Chapter 6: Making Plans
Chapter 7: Making Money
Chapter 8: It’s only stealing if you are caught
Chapter 9: Stealing The World
Chapter 10
Chapter 11: Prepping for the change over
Chapter 12: Magic Weapons
Chapter 13: Dungeons Can Be Fun
Chapter 14: Meeting the Lich
Chapter 15: Death of the Lich
Chapter 16: Leaving Biltmore
Chapter 17: Hidden Valley Village
Chapter 18: Credit Cards
Chapter 19: Bloodlines
Chapter 20: Dragon Hunting
Chapter 21: The Final Dragon Challenge
Chapter 22: Heading Home
Chapter 23: Royalty of the Kingdom
Chapter 24: The World Changes
Chapter 25: The Kingdom Grows Quickly
Chapter 26: Oh Right Monsters Exist Now
Chapter 27: I find Out I Am Not as Smart As I Think I Am
Chapter 28: My first Minister
Chapter 29: Want Ad
Chapter 30: Money Troubles
Chapter 31: Making Hard Decisions
Chapter 32: Hiring People Is Fun To Do
Chapter 33: Guarding the Kingdom
Chapter 34: Scavengers Go!
Chapter 35: Robbing the World (Again)
Chapter 36: The Strangest Meeting (I Screwed Up)
Chapter 37: The Return
Chapter 38: The New Government
Chapter 39: Free at Last
Chapter 40: Training Montage (My Dumb Luck)
Chapter 41: Spiders, Spiders, Everywhere
Chapter 42: How Big Can It Get
Chapter 43: The End of the Warrens
Chapter 44: Life Moves On Without Me
Chapter 45: My New Lairs
Chapter 46: Machu Picchu
Chapter 47: Something Familiar
Chapter 48: My Plans Never Work
Chapter 49: Family Bonding Time
Chapter 50: I Wish I Had a Green Thumb
Chapter 51: Unexpected Training Opportunity
Chapter 52: I Abuse The Great Game System (POWER UP)
Chapter 53 – OP Thy Name Is Mark
Chapter 54 – I Trick The Idiots
Chapter 55: New Comer’s Tournament Domination
Chapter 56: The Start Of The Singles Tournament
Chapter 57: Becoming Single’s Tournament Champion
Chapter 58: Team Tournament Time
Chapter 59: Wrapping Up The Team Tournament
Chapter 60: Moving On
Chapterr 61: Selecting A New Planetary Leader
Chapter 62: The Top 4 Candidates
Chapter 63
Chapter 64: Newbie Again?
Chapter 65
Chapter 66: Dwarven Rescue
Chapter 67: Cementing New Alliances
Chapter 68: Forward Base Secured
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
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Prologue
How could such an ordinary day end so bizarrely? It all started like any other day. I heard my alarm go off for the first time and immediately hit snooze. It may be a bad habit of mine, but I am just not a morning person. After two or three times of this my brain had finally engaged enough to tell my body I had to get up to go to work.
Work, the very word, can both conjure images of horror and of satisfaction. How can work be both good and bad you might wonder? Try being a middle school teacher sometime and you will understand. When my students were well behaved, which occurred according to some arcane mystical schedule that science has not figured out yet, my job as a middle school science teacher was excellent and extremely satisfying. However, when middle school students are having an off day, everything just seems horrible. Hormones at that level make even the nicest kids seem bipolar at times. Heaven help the teacher that has somehow invoked the wrath of the middle school children.
There is nothing quite like the warm feeling you get when a struggling student finally understands something they have been having trouble with. I wish I could go back in time to experience that feeling once again, but middle school, along with many other things, has either disappeared or changed to fit the new reality that has become my life. Anyway back to the story.
After arriving at school and prepping for class the students started to arrive for homeroom. They were all talking about the mysterious disappearances happening all over the world. People would go missing for 24 to 72 hours and then reappear near where they had disappeared, but with no memory of what had happened to them. A few people could be explained away, but at the last count over 500 people in the United States alone had experienced this phenomenon. The number worldwide must be in the thousands to tens of thousands if not more.
It seemed that anyone over the age of 12 and under the age of 60 could be affected by this phenomenon. No one knew what was going on, or if they knew they were not telling the rest of us. Parents were starting to get worried, and imitators and sickos were already starting to appear to get their 15 minutes of fame.
I managed to make it through homeroom and the rest of my teaching day and was looking forward to my upcoming break. Friday was finished and I could already imagine how great my lazy three-day weekend would be. I know why we celebrate Memorial Day, and any holiday that gives me long weekends and helps us remember our fallen soldiers was OK in my book. I left school light hearted not realizing what big changes were in store for me.
As I was pulling into the driveway of my rental house I noticed that my daughter’s car was not there. Oh yeah, she was going down to visit my parents this weekend. As the oldest grandchild she was a little spoiled growing up, but she turned into a great young lady none the less. Being divorced for several years this meant that I could indulge in a weekend of underwear and video games.
I know what you are thinking. What self-respecting 30+ (that’s as close as you will get to my real age) year old guy still looks forward to such things, this one, that who. I was an unashamed and overweight gamer geek. The kind of guy whose house is filled with fantasy and science fiction books, movies and games, and had posters of zombies next to the ones of dragons on my wall. I loved thinking and mentally preparing for disasters. I had not one, but over 10 different zombie apocalypse escape plans. Each one detailed and dependent on time of year, weather, location, who was with me, etc.… I never thought I would actually need them, but it was fun to imagine scenarios and think about what I would do.
Just as I was locking the door behind me and getting ready to get comfortable I heard horns. Have you ever heard the trumpet music that announces kings in just about every movie out there? That was what I was hearing. At first I thought that my daughter had left some weird music on in her room so I started heading in that direction. Suddenly the whole world suddenly changed color. A semi- transparent large blue floating box with a message appeared before me.
“Congratulations, you have been selected to be a beta tester for your world’s entrance into the GREAT GAME. You have 60 seconds from the end of this message to collect what you need to survive the next 72 hours. Good Luck!”
Crap this cannot be real. This has to be some sort of elaborate prank, but what if it is not? I need to get ready, how much time is left? Quickly I grabbed my bug out bag and started towards the kitchen. I need more food, my bag only has 3 meals in it. I grab a grocery bag and start throwing as much canned food I can in it. That’s enough, what else am I forgetting? Weapons, I quickly grab a machete from my knife collection and I am heading to get a rifle out of the gun safe when I froze in place. I literally could not move at all.
“Your 60 seconds are up. Transport will begin in 3..2..1..”
Just like that my lazy weekend turned into a nightmare of survival.
CHAPTER 1: Is this real?
Everything was dark. I reached into my bag to find my flashlight. Wait I can move again. Turning on the light I could see rock walls all around me. It was a cave. How in the hell did I get here? Alright, let’s break this down logically. There are three possibilities here. Number one I am part of the greatest prank of all time and someone will jump out soon and say “gotcha”. OK that is probably not going to happen, I really do not have anyone in my life who knows me well enough to pull this elaborate of a prank except my daughter, and she does not have the resources or funds to do it.
Number two I am hallucinating or in some sort of coma and this is all a dream. If that is true then I might as well go with the flow, because there is not much else I can do. Number three this is really happening and I need to survive for 72 hours. The message said survive which means that there is something or some situation I need to overcome. I think I will go with option three. Even if this is all just a dream it won’t hurt to be a little cautious. All right, number three it is, I need to check out my surroundings and try to figure out where I am. Shining my flashlight around I take a close look at the cave I wa
The cave looks natural with a few stone formations scattered around. It reminds me a little of Mammoth caves in Kentucky where my daughter and I went on vacation. It looks like there is only one passage out of here. As I get closer to the opening I note a sign posted next to the cave opening.
“Welcome to the GREAT GAME beta testing dungeon. Your task is to reach the end of the dungeon alive within 72 hours. If you are killed or do not reach the exit in time you will be respawned where you came from. You will not remember any of this unless you complete the dungeon. Do your best and remember to HAVE FUN!“
Well OK, at least now I know what I have to do. Wait a second, all those mysterious disappearances and people with no memory. They must have been Beta testers also. I guess they did not pass the test since they lost their memory. I hope I can do better, but let’s be realistic. The chances of an overweight and out of shape middle school science teacher finishing what so many others failed at is not likely. I mean the spirit is willing but the flesh is fat. I have a huge wealth of game, novel, and science knowledge locked up in my head, but the ability to do physical feats left me sometime after high school. Too many years of sitting behind my teacher’s desk and eating too much does not an athlete make.
Well let’s give this my best effort. First I better check my supplies and repack. I have always had what we zombie apocalypse guys call a bug out bag, just in case. It was pretty standard. One change of clothes, one liter of water, compass, three MRE’s, an emergency blanket, dust mask, matches, lighter, pocket knife, water purifying tablets, rope, candles, and a basic first aid kit. In addition to my bag I grabbed 12 random canned food items and a box of crackers, so I won’t go hungry in the 72 hours. I also managed to grab one of my machetes.
Alright if I can find a source of water I will be just fine. Even if I don’t find one I should be able to survive 72 hours on just 1 liter of water. It won’t be pleasant, and I might get dehydrated, but it should be possible. Since I have seen game screens maybe I can find out more about what is going on. OK how does this always work in the books. I yell out loud, “STATS!”
“Stats are not available during the beta testing dungeon.”
Well that is disappointing, but at least I now that there will be stats eventually. How about, “SKILLS!”
""Skills are not available during the beta testing dungeon.”
Is this going to happen for everything? “HELP!”
“Help is not available during the beta testing dungeon.”
This sucks. I get transported to a game world and remember everything the main character usually forgets and none of it is working. So frustrating! Alright let’s just get on with it. It is time to conquer a dungeon. Man that sounded cheesy even in my head.
Chapter 2: Reality hurts make it stop.
Double checking everything before I leave the starting cavern, I finally head out into the passage. It’s strange even though the tunnels passage looks natural I get the impression that it is artificial. The tunnel has been running in a fairly straight manner for 15 minutes. Sometimes it narrows, sometimes it widens up. It looks like it is supposed to be mimicking a lava tube. That must mean that I am headed either to a vent on the outside of the volcano or towards the heart of the volcano. Nothing indicates which of the two options it could be. The temperature has remained constant and there is no discernable air flow.
As I have been walking, I have stopped randomly every few minutes and turned off my light and listened and strained my eyes to try and determine if there are any changes ahead of me. Finally, after 30 minutes of walking I reach an intersection. I decide to use this as an opportunity to rest and make a decision. I tried to calculate how far I had come so far. Probably 20 minutes of actual walking with all the pauses, listening and just plain distractions. So about 800 meters to 1 kilometer. There are just too many other factors to be more precise.
After I finish my break I pulled out my compass. I want to know which direction each passage takes so I can make a mental map of this place in case I need to run away, um I mean perform a strategic retreat. That’s weird the compass needle is pointing to the left hand passage. Almost as if there was something magnetic pulling it in that direction.
Well that solves my dilemma about which direction to choose. I really want to know what could mess up my magnetic compass. I feel that with this being a game like world unusual circumstances will either mean greater rewards, greater danger, or both. Either way this beta test is the best chance for me to find out with limited penalties. I mean if I die here, it may be horrible and even painful but the power that brought me here promised a respawn. With all of those people that lost their memory most likely being beta testers also, I can at least trust it that far. Who knows if respawning will be possible later, I cannot waste this opportunity.
As I start walking down the left passage I consciously make an effort to be as quiet as possible. I feel that I should run into something soon. What I don’t know, but beta test implies I am going to be tested somehow. It looks like the walls are getting shinier. Curious I stop to check this out. Metal??? It seems the walls are becoming metallic. Now why would that be happening. Is that a glow ahead? I quickly turn off my flashlight. It IS a glow. Somewhere up ahead something is giving off a light. I carefully put away the flashlight. If I let my eyes adjust I should be able to work my way forward without giving myself away.
I notice as I approach the light source that the passage seems to be opening up. Suddenly another screen pops up,
“Welcome to your first challenge. There is no escape until it is complete. Remember like calls to like and anything else is useless.”
Great what does that mean like calls to like? I examine the chamber that I have entered. Where did the tunnel I came through go? It disappeared. So that’s what it meant about no escape, but what do I need to do? Suddenly a rumbling sound starts. What is going on? I look at the wall and too my amazement, a humanoid shape seems to be stepping out of it. I back up quickly while examining this new being. It seems to be some sort of earth/metal golem about 6 feet tall. It turns towards me and to my shock speaks, ""Defeat me for the blessing of the Earth.”
Defeat it? It’s a walking talking man made out of metal, what should I do, splash water on it and hope it rusts to death? No wonder it seems that no one else has passed these tests. Isn’t it just a bit unrealistic to think unprepared people can defeat magic constructs? I mean come on.
It’s coming in my direction, well crap this not going to last long. I take out my machete hoping that it can do something against this thing. Thing? I need to call it something other than thing. How about Steve? Why is my mind wandering so much right now? Focus! At least Steve is slow. As Steve the metal golem reaches for me I dodge to the right and take a swing at his elbow trying to disable it. Perfect hit, and nothing. It felt like I was hitting a metal post. Oh well keep trying. Wait something is wrong. Why is my weapon stuck? Suddenly, Steve’s other arm comes around and punches me.
Damn it that HURT! While trying to unstick my machete Steve hit me. It feels like he might have broken my arm. Luckily I quickly retreated. No I need to tell the truth. I stumbled back and landed on my butt while crying out in pain. There went my hope of this being a game like world in which I won’t feel any pain. I scoot along the floor as quickly as I can to give myself some time to think. OK quickly let’s review the situation and come up with a new strategy, because well, my last one sucked and hurt like hell.
Primary weapon lost, my left arm is injured, pain level rising, fear surprisingly low. Right now I am angry more than anything else. I didn’t want this to happen, I’m not a hero, an athlete, or anybody special. What I am is pissed off. I should be in my underwear, lying in my hammock right now enjoying a good book. NOT trying to survive. None of that matters now, if I am going down I am going down fighting.
As quick as an out of shape 30 something can, I run as far away from Steve as possible. I start pulling out everything I can from my pack, looking for anything that might help. The cans of food. Maybe if I hit it hard enough I can at least knock it over. I really wish I can say what followed was an epic battle filled with inspiration and a mighty victory. No such luck.
