The blaring shriek of his alarm clock tore through the silence of his apartment. 5:30 AM. Eon’s hand slapped at the snooze button with practiced, groggy precision. For a moment, he lay there in the dim morning light filtering through his blinds, the remnants of a dream about squelching sounds and glowing notifications fading away. Then it hit him.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWkbqkcLYgQ
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Illusion Tree.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlSD33uZ0Pj
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The thought was like a shot of adrenaline. He wasn’t waking up for a job interview or some other real-world obligation. He was waking up for that. He scrambled out of bed, forgoing any semblance of a morning routine, and practically fell into the waiting embrace of the VR capsule. The lid hissed shut.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj9zOcJk8OV
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“Log in” he mumbled, his voice still thick with sleep.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLJPkaiG3wi
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The world dissolved into light and sound.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdBmGCb24HS
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The first thing he noticed was the chill. A crisp, dewy morning air that carried the scent of damp earth and baking bread from a bakery that hadn’t yet opened its windows. The second thing was the silence. It wasn't empty, but it was profoundly different from the chaotic bustle of yesterday.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW6LpzXUxkE
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Haven’s Reach was bathed in the soft, golden light of a sun just peeking over the palisade walls. The usual roaring crowd of players was gone. Instead, the village had a quiet, humming authenticity. A few dedicated or insomniac players moved with purpose, their footsteps echoing softly on the cobblestones, too focused on their early-morning errands to pay him any mind. The mocking whispers were absent. It was… peaceful.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn9evUptSJ7
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He could actually hear the world. The distant crow of a rooster. The gentle clucking of chickens in a nearby pen. The rhythmic scratch-scratch of an old NPC vendor on his knees, meticulously arranging hand-carved wooden figurines on a blanket on the ground, a detail utterly lost in yesterday’s chaos.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqcUkUAaZNn
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“Haven’t seen that before,” Eon murmured to himself, his breath misting slightly in the cool air.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfokgcdTe75
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Merchants were rolling up the shutters on their stalls. A young woman was sweeping the steps of the inn. It was a world waking up, going about its business, completely unconcerned with the player-driven drama that would flood its streets in a few hours. For the first time, it didn’t feel like a game hub. It felt like a place.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBWOC1yMT9Q
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His stomach, ever the realist, grumbled, pulling him from his reverie. Right. Business. He made his way to the marketplace, the square almost entirely empty. The fruit merchant, Martha, was there, struggling to lift a heavy crate of apples onto her stall.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjGNe0RmeHC
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Eon stood awkwardly to the side for a moment, unsure if he should interrupt. She noticed him, straining against the weight of the crate. “Oh! Dearie! You’re up with the sun, I see. Don’t just stand there gawking like a startled deer! These old bones aren’t what they used to be. Give a lady a hand?”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlvC9FoQDNB
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“Uh, sure,” Eon said, stepping forward. He grabbed the other end of the crate. It was surprisingly heavy, the rough wood digging into his fingers. Together, they hefted it onto the counter.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhXCHwasnor
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“There now, that’s better,” she said, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. “Thank you, lad. It’s a rare thing to find a helpful soul before the morning bell. Everyone’s usually in such a rush to get out there and… well, whatever it is you Adventurers do.”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqk4IGAFYj4
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“Punch slimes, mostly,” Eon said without thinking.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDmkCC7Vhxl
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Martha let out a hearty laugh. “A honest living! Well, for your honesty and your strong back, here.” She pressed a small pouch into his hand. It jingled. “A little something for your trouble. And don’t you tell the others, but I’ll give you a bit of a break on my prices. A loyal customer is worth their weight in gold.”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE4hXQuakqo
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A notification appeared.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFeuknuZu2v
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[ Quest Complete: A Helping Hand ]15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFBDE8UKYRj
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Eon stared at the text. Reputation? A discount? A title? He’d helped an NPC because it felt like the thing to do, and the game had rewarded him for it. This was a different kind of progression, one he hadn’t read about in any min-maxing guide.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkKm6qr8R08
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“Thank you,” he said, genuinely surprised.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8pfMHMixb3
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“Don’t mention it, dearie. Now, what can I get for you? You look like you could use a good breakfast.”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6QIoYwWzvl
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With his newfound wealth—a total of 20 copper after adding his previous savings—he bought a small loaf of bread, a wedge of cheese, and two more apples. It was a feast. He ate the bread and cheese right there, watching the village come to life.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0oiMQ5JkK8
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Emboldened by the quiet and the lack of judgment, he decided not to head straight for the slime fields. This was his chance to actually see the place. He wandered past the blacksmith’s, where the smith was already pumping his bellows, the forge glowing with a warm, hungry light.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwQmp856mp0
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“Morning,” the smith grunted, not looking up from his work. It was a world away from the flat refusal of yesterday.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡljX5Zql8ue
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“Morning,” Eon replied, and kept walking.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdOgHPbMq8B
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He found the alchemist’s shop, its windows still shuttered, but the smell of strange herbs and chemicals seeped out from underneath the door. He saw a tanner in a side alley, already hauling soaked hides out of a brine barrel, his muscles straining. A large wagon pulled by two patient-looking oxen rumbled through the main gate, laden with sacks of grain and barrels of ale, a supply caravan from somewhere else in the world.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjWUUi1CHnU
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He even found a small grassy area where a group of NPC children were playing a game with a tied-up bundle of rags for a ball, their laughter echoing brightly off the buildings. He stopped and watched them for a minute, a strange, quiet ache in his chest.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFvq9rruQ3V
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If only real life was like this too, he thought. Simple. Purposeful. Peaceful.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp8cwwysB5a
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But the sun climbed higher. The first major wave of players began to log in, their voices shattering the morning calm as they materialized in the square, shouting about quests and parties and loot. The moment was over.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4CcUqRlvkb
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The familiar anxiety started to creep back in. The quiet explorer was gone, and the classless outcast was back. He could feel the first few curious, then mocking, glances being thrown his way.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFd6vRdkSom
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Without a word, he turned and walked briskly toward the village gate. The guard, a different one from yesterday, simply nodded as he passed.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkXUilP3UWJ
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The slime fields were just as he’d left them, glowing gently in the morning sun. He found a quiet spot away from the main path, took a deep breath of the clean, unreal air, and smiled.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDyfuKNIzGW
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“Alright,” he said to himself, cracking his knuckles. “Time to increase my strength again.”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL7vmTwUSme
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The first slime of the day wobbled toward him. He didn’t just see a green blob anymore. He saw a slightly darker shade of green, a larger size. He saw a data point. A mystery. His mystery.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoK57OhdQSr
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He stepped forward, and the grind began anew. But today, it didn’t feel like a punishment. It felt like a purpose.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLcdDP4OD7R
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The familiar, monotonous rhythm took over. Punch, squelch, dodge. The cycle was a brutal, physical mantra. His body fell into the pattern, muscles burning, breath coming in ragged gasps. He pushed until his vision swam with fatigue, then he’d stumble back, collapsing onto the grass to let his stamina bar, a barely-visible line in his periphery, slowly refill. He’d watch it crawl back to full, his real and virtual exhaustion syncing into a single, heavy feeling.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfs5UgYNKxm
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The notification was his only focus. Each one was a hard-won victory. When the gnawing hunger returned, he’d stop, pull the journey bread and an apple from his inventory, and eat with a mechanical detachment, his eyes still scanning the field for his next target. The food did its job, the hunger pangs vanishing, and he’d push himself up and back into the fray.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuJDhd4NJi7
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But something was different today. The frustration was gone, replaced by a hyper-focused curiosity. He wasn’t just swinging wildly anymore. He started to see the patterns.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK4wP23w2Vg
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“Okay,” he grunted, circling a standard green slime. “There’s a little wobble… a shiver right before it lunges. Like it’s coiling.” He watched, waited for the tell-tale shudder, and sidestepped as it launched itself harmlessly past his leg. “Hah. Gotcha.”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHRqwkisMbE
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Another, larger one came at him. He threw a punch, but the slime seemed to condense its form at the point of impact, making it denser, tougher. His fist stung.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7cpKeL3rec
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“Ouch! You little… you’re bracing.” He changed tactics, feinting a punch to make it tense up, then kicking its exposed side. It burst satisfyingly. “Not so tough when you’re distracted, are you?”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVkPb0oXzzx
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He began categorizing them without even thinking, a silent commentary running in his head. The small, pale ones are quicker, they try to dodge. The big, dark ones are slower but hit harder and can take more punishment. The standard ones are just… standard.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfnyVIOUg4t
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He fell into a trance-like state. The jeers of other players, the vast, unknowable scope of the game, his own life outside the capsule—it all faded into a distant hum. There was only the wind in the grass, the ache in his muscles, the squelching sound of impact, and the rhythm of the fight. It was meditative. It was just him, the world, and the slimes.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsoFLsEqyXk
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After a few hours of this intense, focused grinding, he was chasing down a particularly evasive, smaller slime. It bounced erratically, leading him away from the well-trodden fields and toward a thicker grove of trees near a low rise. He finally cornered it against a mossy rock and delivered the final blow. As it dissolved, he straightened up, panting, and finally looked around.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb20tG2pQBb
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He’d never been this far from the village path. The air changed here; it was cooler, carrying the fresh, clean scent of water. Pushing through a final curtain of weeping willow branches, he stopped dead.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUuEjvuRWJm
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It was a secluded clearing, hidden from the main field by the geography and the dense tree line. A crystal-clear, blue lake lay perfectly still, fed by a gentle waterfall that cascaded down a rocky outcrop. The water was so transparent he could see schools of silvery fish flitting between smooth stones on the bottom. The wind whispered through the leaves of the surrounding trees, a soft, natural music accompanying the constant, soothing rush of the waterfall. It was untouched, pristine.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu06Moemgc7
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For no reason at all, his relentless drive to grind simply… evaporated. The tension left his shoulders. He walked to the water’s edge, sat on a sun-warmed rock, and just… watched.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7jl2BLx2WS
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He watched the fish dart and swirl. He watched the endless curtain of water tumble down the rocks. He listened to the symphony of nature, a soundscape infinitely more complex and peaceful than any game music. The sun felt warm on his skin. Without even making a conscious decision, he lay back on the soft grass, staring up at the vast, impossible blue of the Illusion Tree sky.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfZOPQoDHE5
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Clouds, perfect and fluffy, drifted past. A bird of some kind, its call unfamiliar and melodic, soared high above. This feeling… it was a profound, deep calm. It wasn’t just the absence of mockery or the satisfaction of a stat increase. It was a positive peace. A contentedness he couldn’t remember ever feeling in the real world. Here, there were no expectations, no failures. There was just beauty, and his presence within it.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKMIk1Y61Cz
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He didn't know how long he lay there—five minutes? Twenty? Time had lost all meaning. He simply existed.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIHSZt04ciZ
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Finally, with a sigh that felt like it came from his very soul, he sat up. The world seemed sharper, the colors more vivid. He felt… recharged.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ87iDAWJMmN
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“I should mark this spot,” he mumbled to himself. He noted a particularly twisted, ancient-looking tree at the edge of the clearing. “Okay. Landmark. In case… in case I need to rest again. Really rest.”15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgobD8fESk
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He took one last, long look at the hidden lake, committing it to memory. Then, with a newfound sense of calm and focus, he pushed back through the willow branches. The sound of the waterfall faded, replaced once more by the quiet ambience of the meadow.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXWnyFTdT53
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Another slime wobbled into view. Eon cracked his neck, a small, genuine smile on his face, and got back to work.
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and then Add to home screen.