Star Wars VRMMO: Galactic Expedition

(I'm back, hopefully. Will be back to the old release schedule of a chapter for this book every other day. It alternates with my Fantasy novel. Not too many people are reading it but you should definitely check it out if you haven't! I'm having a lot of fun with it. Only difference is that the chapters will probably be released pretty late in the evening. I'll be working from 8 to 4. Also, the new J. Cole album is sick as fuċk. Highly recommend it.)

A soft midnight blue light illuminated the horizon, bleeding into the sky like food-dye in water. As the light intensified, it shifted through the spectrum, displaying a pallet of colors. The warm glow spread across the remote grassy fields, no sign of modern civilization in sight.

On this field, silhouettes of ruins were lit up from the back as the sun ascended from beneath the horizon. Within them, shadows moved about, seemingly in a hurry to prepare for something.

Suddenly, a muffled boom raced across the landscape, causing everyone to stop and look to the skies. A cruiser had just dropped out of hyperspace in the upper atmosphere. Aside from this being dangerous, there were very few people that had the authority to do this in the entire galaxy. It just so turns out that one of those people is who they were preparing for.

A lone starfighter emerged from the ventral hangar bay and sped towards the surface. As it came closer, the purple hue of its hull became visible. The Eta-2 Actis Class starfighter then landed in the center of the ruins.

Out of the ċȯċkpit popped Tyler wearing a cowboy hat for god only knows what reason. "Howdy." He tipped his hat.

Napoli rolled his eyes as he quickdrew his blaster and shot the hat off of Tyler's head. "Get that shit off. You look like an idiot."

Tyler shrugged and hopped off of his starfighter and walked over the Napoli, dapping him up. "It's been a minute. How you been?"

Napoli chuckled. "I've been living a nerd's dream. How could I be anything but great?"

Tyler nodded. "If I wasn't so busy, I would have handled this myself but I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."

Napoli smirked. "I think you'll be satisfied with the results."

Tyler sighed. "I would expect nothing less from my best friend. Let's see what we've got."

Napoli turned around. "DEMO TEAM, FORM UP!"

As Tyler heard this, he raised his brow in slight surprise. They had a whole team prepared for a demonstration. His expectations had just shot up tenfold.

He then smiled and turned to Tyler. "So some background before I have them introduce themselves. All of the classes introduced via Gul'dan's Citadel's Training Hall are as difficult, if not more so, than the force sėnsɨtɨvė class." Once he finished speaking, he turned and gestured to the leftmost person in the line."

The woman bowed. "Gonzalez, captain of the Mage Corps."

Tyler froze upon hearing that. "There are more classes than just warlock?"

Napoli smirked. "A pleasant surprise, eh?"

Tyler shook his head. "That can't be right. When we secured the citadel, we were only informed about the warlock class."

Napoli chuckled. "We were all surprised too. That was until we discovered something else. The classes have different specs. For example, Gonzalez is a frost mage. Other mage specs include arcane and fire."

Tyler looked like a kid in a candy shop hearing this. He looked straight at Gonzalez. "Hit me with a spell. I want to feel the damage for myself."

A bead of sweat rolled down her face. "Guild Leader, are you sure about this? My strongest spell rivals the destructive power of a turbo laser."

Tyler's eyes widened. "Well I'm sure that not all of your spells are like that. Hit me with something that you'd use on an enemy combatant."

Tyler nodded as he pulled out a lightsaber, igniting it as he brandished it with a spin. He gripped it with two hands, expecting quite the impact despite frostbolt being a low tier spell.

The force flared around the shard of ice as a gentle but cold light emanated from it. Then, it was launched towards the Jedi Master at a blistering speed.

Tyler felt sweat begin to coat his hands as the shard of ice presented a frightening amount of power. In an attempt to deflect it, he swung down with his lightsaber. The purple blade easily sliced through the shard of ice, which was not the intended effect. It split into chunks that resembled buckshot from a shotgun.

Fortunately, most of the chunks missed. Unfortunately, it was only most and not all. One of the shards struck Tyler's shoulder, slicing it open like a hot knife through buŧŧer. His shoulder bone was briefly visible before blood began flowing out like a steady stream.

Tyler immediately dropped his lightsaber, deactivating before it hit the floor. He then clutched his shoulder, grimacing in pain. "FUCK THAT HURTS!"

Napoli nearly choked. "Well, we can get that fixed right up with our next demo." He laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head.

A man then walked forward. He was wearing white robes that contrasted greatly with the dark blue robes of the mage. He bowed. "Giorno, captain of the Priest Corps."

Napoli nodded, signaling for the demonstration to begin. "Giorno is a holy priest, which is essentially a pure healing class." As he said this, a gentle white light covered Giorno's hands as the force pulsed around him gently. "He can cast both AoE and individual healing spells due to his spec. The other specs are shadow and discipline."

The white glow extended into a beam of light that struck Tyler, surrounding him in a warm, glowing aura. Tyler removed his hand from his shoulder and the wound healed at a visible rate. "Holy shit… ha, unintentional pun. But seriously, that was amazing!"

Tyler cut him off, waving his hand. "I'd like to try something before we continue. Gonzalez, please cast another frostbolt at me."

Gonzalez gave him a strange look. "Sir, are you sure?"

Tyler nodded as he picked his lightsaber up off the ground and clipped it to his belt. "I'm ready when you are."

Gonzalez sighed as she raised her staff, preparing another frostbolt. Just like last time, the force began flowing around her with great strength, congregating around her and moving through her body. As soon as the shard of ice was formed, she launched it straight towards her guild leader.

As the shard flew through the air, Tyler suddenly raised his arm, palm facing out. He reached out in the force and felt the mass of force energy approaching him in the form of the frostbolt.

He smirked. "Bingo." He clamped down on it using his extensive mastery of the force and froze the shard of ice in its trajectory.

Upon seeing this, everyone was silent. No one could believe that the force could be used like this.

Napoli furiously threw his datapad on the floor. "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT?"

Tyler shrugged. "I'm not the only Master Jedi player for nothing. I guess I'm just built different." He smirked and winked as he finished his statement.