Time: 2009-2- 15 16:18:24 Words: 2287
When my mouse clicked on the computer screen, the transformation skill that had long cooled down, I knew that I had perfectly drawn a perfect end to this virtual war!
With the death of the Undead Hero on the computer and the destruction of the Undead Castle, I knew that nothing could stop me from obtaining the final victory. The hard work of the past three years was all for this moment of success. With the end of this battle, my name began to become a household name. The champion of the 2000 World of Warcraft Competition had been successfully won by me. From now on, no one would dare to underestimate me and my Hero!
However, why did I not feel the joy of success in the end, but the endless emptiness after success? Why? Why?
" Do you regret it?”I asked myself," No, no regrets. I will never regret my decisions!”
The host excitedly walked up the stage and handed over my prize. When my gaze swept past the prize, I was stunned! Why was the Death Knight's Frostmourne the prize? Why wasn't the Demon Hunter's Asinoth Blade the prize? Why?
Gently accepting the small prize, the corners of my mouth curled into a mocking smile. What a joke. As a person who was famous for controlling Evil Demon Hunters and Death Knights, I was now receiving a weapon that belonged to my enemy as a prize. What a great irony, what a joke!
"My dream has come true. It's time to go home!”When this thought appeared in my mind, I was stunned again. Why did I think of going home? Home, what a distant word. Have I forgotten that my home is long gone! Ever since three years ago, the moment I broke off relations with my family and my stupid father slapped me to the ground, my family has become a memory in my heart!
A few years ago, when I was in my third year of high school, I was very nervous about my studies. Every day, other than attending classes, studying, and sleeping, there was nothing else to do. The days were always repeated day by day, and I was always in a numb state. It was only when that game appeared that my numb heart was truly awakened!
That day, on the way back from school, I passed by an internet cafe. There was a poster at the door. I accidentally glanced at it and it was this glimpse that made me see the shocking words that I would never forget. It was the side profile of an Evil Demon Hunter. That lonely feeling deeply attracted my soul. That was the first time I saw an Evil Demon Hunter.
From then on, I could never forget that lonely figure. From then on, I began to frantically search for information about that game. From then on, I was deeply attracted by the story of the Evil Demon Hunter. His arrogance resonated with my heart, and from then on, my grades plummeted!
Finally, I failed the college entrance examination. It was on that night that my father, that stupid father who only cared about grades, slapped me to the ground and shouted at me,"Get lost! I don't have a useless son like you. Get lost!”Blood slowly flowed down from the corner of my mouth. I looked coldly at the crazy man who was trying his best! The corners of my mouth curved into a beautiful arc as a sneer crept up the corner of my mouth.
I slowly stood up from the ground and turned around to look at the home I had lived in for more than ten years. I slowly walked out of the door. At that moment, I finally understood how Illidan felt. The feeling of being abandoned!
From then on, I began to wander for three years. However, I never gave up on the game that made me crazy. I don't regret it, I will never regret every decision I made. I chose my own path, I don't regret it! From then on, there was a strange player named PM in the world of the Frozen Throne. He was a strange player who always started as a Demon Hunter.
In the beginning, he was a newbie who was always killed in seconds. Later, he became the world's top Warcraft player. No one believed it. No one wanted to believe that the former Pseudo Nation players could be compared to the current world's top Warcraft players. No one believed that the Pseudo Nation players who could be easily killed in seconds in the past had suddenly become the current King of Warcraft.
In the past three years, I had defeated countless Undead players. When facing the Undead, I always had an irrepressible hatred and anger. Therefore, when facing players who were good at playing the Undead, my fighting style was even more destructive. I had to destroy everything before I would stop.
Now, I was already waiting for the throne of Warcraft, but I felt endless emptiness. I finally understood why the ancient heroes were so lonely. How terrifying it was to have no opponents!
Now, I don't even know what to do after I ascend to the throne of Warcraft. This is really sad! When I reached the peak, I realized that I didn't have a single opponent. If this isn't sadness, what is?
Thinking of this, the corners of my mouth curled up into a mocking smile again. However, I didn't notice that not far in front of me, a drunk driver was driving his car unsteadily. At this moment, a pedestrian by the roadside shouted at me, Quick, get out of the way, get out of the way! Unfortunately, it was too late!
With a bang, I was knocked down. The car tires ran over my body. It was not just an ordinary pain. It was very painful, very painful! Soon, the pain disappeared, and the people on the side of the road panicked. However, all of this had nothing to do with me anymore!
"No matter what, I have no regrets! If there is a next life, I hope to step on you again!”I muttered to my prize, Frostmourne. As I spat out a mouthful of blood onto the small Frostmourne prize, my last breath left this world!
When the pedestrians carried my corpse onto the stretcher, I didn't notice that the Frostmourne prize that I had been holding in my hand emitted a black light and then disappeared without a trace!
Finally, the ambulance left the scene, and everything returned to normal. Under the setting sun, there was only a pool of fresh blood in the sun, emitting a beautiful and dreamy light. It was a witness to the destruction of a fresh life!
However, no one knew that death was actually another beginning. No one knew that another story would unfold from here!
ToBeContinued........
[PS: The above is the opening part. I'm borrowing some of Master Soulless's plots. I hope Master Soulless doesn't take offense!] As a newbie, my writing is considered average. Being able to write so many opening chapters is already my limit! But in the future, as I come into contact with magical beasts more and more, my thoughts will become more and more open. At that time, I won't need to borrow from any author's works!
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