Ai leapt out of bed, scanning the room for a calendar. His eyes landed on one, displaying "January 4th, 2060." Memories flooded back – this was the day dungeons appeared, and creatures attacked humans.
Ai: "What's the time?"
Ai's mind racing, he grabbed the iPhone Pro Max 21 and checked: 7:30 am.
Ai: "Holy Molly Cow! I have 30 minutes before the dungeons appear."
*Ai's thoughts shifted to preparation*
Ai: "The original Ai had a secret room, inherited from his wealthy, Mafia-connected parents... filled with guns, knives, and more."
*He chuckled*
Ai: "Having Mafia parents is a pain, but at least I'm a wealthy young boy."
Ai's gaze turned mischievous in the mirror.
Ai: "It wouldn't be a problem for a young boy to use a gun, right?"
*With a sly grin, Ai declared*
Ai: "Looks like I'll be changing the plot, sorry Seo. Your creator will rewrite your fate."
*Ai's eyes sparkled*
Ai: "Time to be Diva~"
Ai rushed out of his bedroom and sprinted to the library, his heart racing with excitement. He stopped in front of the last bookshelf, rearranged a few books, and waited. The bookshelf creaked, then swung open, revealing a majestic secret room.
Ai's eyes widened in awe. The room was an arsenal, filled with an array of weapons. His eyes sparkled as he stepped inside, and the bookshelf closed behind him.
Ai: "Hmmm... Time to get moving,"
*Ai said to himself*
Ai: "I've always wanted to try taking down creatures like goblins from 'The Survival' game."
As Ai browsed the room, he noticed that each weapon had a name tag and brand label. His eyes landed on an AK-47 assault rifle.
Ai: "Perfect"
Ai whispered, grabbing the rifle and three boxes of bullets.
*He smiled, thinking*
"I should also bring a knife and... Katana!"
Ai grasped a sharp knife and a sleek Katana, admiring their razor-sharp edges.
Ai: "Excellent, so sharp"
*Ai whispered, satisfied*
As he searched for a bag, his eyes landed on a large school bag under a table, near a standing acrylic display case. He picked it up and carefully placed the AK-47 assault rifle, three boxes of bullets, the knife, and the Katana inside.
Just as he finished packing, Ai's expression turned puzzled.
Ai: "Wait a minute..."
*Ai trailed off, his eyes narrowing*
Ai: "Why do the three boxes of bullets feel so lightweight?"
