Age of Swordsmen

The ceiling above shrinked, and everything around him turned black. For him it looked like falling, but just felt like he's still laying on his bed. After maybe two seconds of 'falling', he saw everything around him get built up, pixel by pixel and very fast.

And just a few moments later he found himself laying in a big, wooden, silk bed with glamorous looking red and gold ornamentations on the bedframe. There was one wooden pillar on each edge of the bed which protruded towards the ceiling and held a silk curtain, which should aggravate the sight inside of it. And this worked pretty splendid, as Kyaga couldn't see that good himself 'inside his bed'.

He pushed the curtains to the side, so he could see better. The light flooded his face, and he had to squint his eyes, to even see anything. He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked around him. Everything in his room looked like it was very noble, old, or important.

His Ingame appareance looked very much like him. A thin body, not very big nor small, just his usually neck long, black hair was white. He stood up, straightened himself and walked towards the door. The door was made out of wood and steel, and looked like it was already in use for several years. It opened easily, with just one small push and Kyaga now found himself in a big hallway, with a lot of doors, and armor and swords as decoration between each of them.

He walked down the hallway to get to the big door at the end of it. Everything was quite and all that you could hear were the footsteps from Kyaga.

Once he arrived the door he pushed it open, and now was inside of a big, round room, which was tapered towards the ceiling. In the middle of it was a round stone table with 11 seats. This was the conference room. The room where every Guild matter was discussed with the 11 most important members of the Guild.

There were times when all seats were occupied, but since the first health complaints started, many players left. and the meeting almost never consisted of all 11 players.

All around the globe AOS used to have over 200 Million Players per day, on over 100 different servers – The most popular VRMMORPG and MMORPG in the history of the entire world. Now there's only one server left, the japan server with approximately 10 thousand players still playing the game.

He looked over to the table and saw Itaka, the Strategist of 'The Royal Playground'. He had dark brown, short hair, glasses and was just as thin as Kyaga but at least 20 centimeters taller. Kyaga walked over to him and sat down on his chair. It was the Guild master's chair, the biggest of them all, almost looking like a throne rather than a chair.

"Hey Kyaga."

"Hey Itaka."

"You really look exactly how I feel right now." Itaka said jokingly.

Kyaga gave a slight laughter. "So, you feel just like me, huh?"

"Who doesn't in here?" Asked Itaka rhetorical.

Kyaga sighed. "You are right… Who doesn't?"

"You wanna go through the castle a bit?" Asked Itaka.