[BL] Surviving As The Weakest NPC: In The World Of Mobsters
Game Intro Pt.2
In an instant, a vivid holographic screen materializes right before his eyes, marking the beginning of the game's storyline introduction.
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… (eyebrows draws together dramatically)
A charming brick house stands tall in the peaceful countryside, exuding a timeless tranquility. A truck departs from the property in the morning, leaving the house to bask in the beauty of the surroundings.
As the truck passes by, the view of the city of Chrimo is revealed. While it was once a haven of warmth and hospitality, it seems to have fallen prey to the constant turf wars and resource conflicts of the underworld. It's a situation that calls for urgent attention and constructive efforts to restore peace and prosperity to the city.
Upon entering the city borders, the jeep passed by several impressive skyscrapers, beautiful parks, and vibrant organizations. The city's warm and welcoming atmosphere managed to conceal any imperfections that lurked in the shadows.
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(Completely ignoring the hologram)
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‘Why does my body feel sore all over?’ (Slide down against the wall)
There were sounds of emergency vehicles like ambulances and police cars, as well as some loud noise coming from the crowd outside the narrow alleyway.
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I feel like I’m going to die…
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(Winces from his head and stomach pain)
The game intro persists despite his complaints.
Shelton
You’ve got to be kidding, man
Shelton
Why do you always get the good guns?
Carmilla
Stop complaining and get moving
Aamon
(Throw him a shotgun)
Aamon
You don’t even like sniping
Carmilla
Sht, Focus will you?!
Aamon
(Had shot three of the gangsters with great accuracy)
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(Now looking at the screen Gazing at Aamon)
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‘He’s somewhat familiar…’
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(Stomach grumbles loudly) !
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(Tries to stand, legs shaking)
As he explored the place unfamiliar to him, he was a bit lost and unsure of which direction to take. However, he remained hopeful that he would eventually find his way, and trusted that things would work out for him.
Fortunately, he came across an old convenience store and made his way inside, although he had some difficulty opening the door due to his impressive strength.
As he looks around, he notices an elderly woman sitting in a rocking chair with her eyes closed, seemingly enjoying the peaceful atmosphere near the unoccupied cash register.
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(Tries to take food quietly while the old woman seems to be resting)
Teresa
(Taps the armrest of the rocking chair)
Teresa
My… is that a wild animal?
Teresa
(Continues to rock her chair gently)
The rocking chair was situated right in the center of the room, and it was adorned with a decorative shotgun that was neatly placed on the wall behind it. As the elderly woman's kind smile persisted on her face.
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