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In front of a beautiful desk, a young man with white hair was typing rapidly on the laptop.

The laptop\'s keyboard getting tapped on echoed in the spacious room.

On the laptop screen, a chat room was visible.

The chat room was between a person called Isaac and Maxwell.

They decided to stay in contact via the chat room, and Isaac had to report everything that happened.

After he had finished telling everything, the chat room became quiet.

Maxwell stopped typing; he wasn\'t sure whether things told by Isaac could be classified as truth.

Isaac waited patiently for his father to reply.

But then, he noticed the green dot next to Maxwell\'s name turning red.

It meant Maxwell logged out.

\'\'Sigh…\'\' Isaac sighed heavily and left the chat room as well.

*Beep*

Next to the laptop, his phone was lying on top of the desk. Every five seconds or so, it flashed.

The dark screen changed shades until it was showing the starting screen.

Isaac glanced at the message he received but waited for the screen to become dark.

He had gotten a lot of messages from News Stations wanting to interview him about his experiences so far and about the potential of the Marksman class.

Top News Stations don\'t care about him yet, because, in their minds, Marksman Players are still inferior players.

But, for smaller News Stations, someone like Isaac was a gem.

His looks were somewhat obscure in the video, but his otherworldly features couldn\'t be hidden.

His having Marksman class was only one reason he became famous. The second reason was his looks, which caused a heated discussion.

The ones who watched him stream became very important in the eyes of the Internet community because they were there witnessing his unbelievable feat.

They told everything they knew about Isaac.

There are no VOD of his stream, only the short Stream Clip.

The number of people waiting for his next stream wasn\'t small.

Top Streamers thought that the hype would die down, but they had no idea… What happens in the next 24 hours will forever change the streaming community…

Isaac closed the laptop and kept sitting for a minute before turning around to look at the wardrobe.

\'\'Well…\'\' He glanced at the clock that was nailed on the wall and saw that it wasn\'t too late yet.

He decided to go play for a few hours before going to bed.

*Creak*

Isaac arrived in front of the wardrobe and opened the wooden doors.

Behind the clothes, the black box was nicely hidden, but it couldn\'t escape Isaac\'s sight.

He grabbed the box and carried it all the way to the bed.

Once he had sat down on the bed, he opened the box and took the headgear from there.

\'\'Ah…\'\' He lied down, and a small sigh of satisfaction escaped his mouth.

He gently put the headgear around his head and covered his eyes with the visor.

*Tap*

Once again, he pressed a button on the side of the headgear and felt the skinsuit surrounding his body.

He tried to move his toes and fingers.

His toes and fingers barely moved while the skinsuit tightly hugged his body.

\'\'Enter…\'\' Isaac murmured and moved his limbs around before closing his eyes.

This time… Something strange happened.

Isaac opened his eyes in shock and looked at his skin suit that was starting to change colors!

The previous black skin suit turned blue with snowflakes symbols on the chest and limbs!

\'\'W-What…\'\' Soon, the visor started having texts, which was different than before.

[Connecting...]

[Welcome to White Online!]

[Good Luck, White Death!]

[Game: White Online - Status: Outstanding!]

His vision started becoming blurry as his consciousness started slowly entering World of White.

But, during that.

He saw different visions.

Memories…

A man with a white mask fired his gun and killed dozens of soldiers wearing brown-colored coats.

Artillery strikes landed on the ground from the sky, destroying everything around the area, except their target.

The man with the white mask simply shrugged it off and kept firing his gun.

Each bullet of his caused another casualty in the enemy\'s ranks.

\'\'Your turn… Turn… Turn…\'\' His voice echoed in Isaac\'s mind, and then his consciousness finally entered White Online.

…

\'\'Haaah!\'\' Isaac sat down in shock with cold sweat pouring down from his back.

\'\'What was that…\'\' He grabbed his head, which was aching for some reason.

\'\'Grrr…\'\' His teeth made gritting noises, and he thought that the pain would never go away.

But then… The pain mysteriously disappeared, leaving sweaty Isaac behind.

He still felt dizzy, but he managed to stand up, even though he staggered.

\'\'That was madness…\'\' Isaac shook his head and got rid of the dizziness.

\'\'I hope that was a one-time thing…\'\' He grabbed his neck and rubbed it with a painful look on his face.

*Creak*

He left his rented room and arrived at the hallway, with the staircase only a meter away from him.

He walked down the stairs and appeared in front of the front door, with the living room on the right side and the kitchen on the left, but there was no sign of the beautiful young woman, whose passion for cooking could be considered unrivaled.

\'\'She is always gone…\'\' He thought but shrugged, knowing that she must be a very busy person.

Isaac took a look at his clothes and saw him wearing the usual Camouflage Outfit.

Now he remembered that the strange event of him always waking up with clothes didn\'t happen anymore.

It happened twice, but that was it.

\'\'Maybe Arthur fixed it…\'\' Isaac murmured and didn\'t pry any deeper into it.

*Creak*

After making sure he had his keys and everything he needed, he left the building and started quickly making his way over to the neighborhood gates.

But then, his feet came to a stop as he noticed something strange.

In the center of the City, there was the Royal Mountain, where the Royal Palace was located, and currently, different colors of lights were flashing, like a massive party was happening.

The sky above the Stronglord was getting darker, and individuals with luxurious clothes started making their way over to the Royal Palace.

\'\'Party, huh…\'\'