A God's Apocalyptic Entertainment 104 Winter King

"h.e.l.lo, Miss Robinson?"

"Yes that's me."

"A Chloe Robinson?"

"Yes."

"h.e.l.lo I work for Sim Tech. You have been chosen to be highlighted in a promotional video. As written in out terms and services, I am calling to notify you. And to tell you when it will be coming out. The video will use your in game footage and will be released on the 12th of January."

Chloe looked to the calendar on the wall.

(15 December 2067)

"Ohh ok."

"Thank you for being a beta tester in the game. As per the contract you will get our latest version of the VR pod. And will also receive 1 hour early access to the game. That will be all."

"Yes thank you for the call."

The phone line was then hung up as Chloe's stood their shocked. She had read the contract and agreed to all the stipulated restrictions that were enforced on her. After finding out it was a VRMMO game she had jumped at the chance.

In her memory she could just barely remember there being a clause about promotional videos and her game footage. Nervousness swept over her as she realized that everyone would see what happened during her testing period. Of course they would cut and fix some areas, and probably leave things out that they want players to experience for themselves.

But it would also show case Liam and his sister. Now that Chloe thought about it, because Liam was showcased in the release trailer, it makes sense that he would be featured elsewhere. And as the person who interacted with him, she would obviously have her footage used.

As she was standing around in a daze, next to the phone, her little sister Jade rushed into the room.

"Chloe! A new trailer has dropped! A new trailer!"

She finally snapped out of her thoughts as she moved over to the TV. Switching over to the internet and searching for the video, she sat down to watch it. She wasn't the only one that would be highlighted.

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The screen was a pure black as words appeared.

"May Contain Content Inappropriate For children"

The message slowly faded away and a deep rumbling sound came out. It was one that would send chills down a person's back.

New words slowly came into focus. Bold words that seemed to be chiseled from ice.

(Winter King)

The words started to shrink as the camera pulled out. A frozen tundra with gale winds and snow falling, was produced. The barren landscape had nothing but a few zombies wondering around. Frozen blood was splattered on their clothes.

Their hulking figures and blue skins stood out in the barren land. Suddenly the screen zoomed to the left and traveled across the ground. Splattered red and black blood was zoomed over. Dead bodies half frozen. Beasts of unknown origin appeared. 1 Gigantic ice wolf was glimpse as it stalked towards its prey. Their sizes triple what one would normal see.

But the camera didn't stop for a second; it zoomed past everything in its way, before starting to slow down. In the distance a black shadow was cast. It was impossible to tell what it was from a distance. As the camera got even slower it started to take shape.

Next to 2 dunes of snow sat a throne completely made of ice, with blood dripping from the sides. Its sharp ice crystals shone brightly and almost seemed to cut you just from looking. Numerous dead bodies were scattered around the throne.

Zombies, beasts, bears, even one of those ice wolves' that was pa.s.sed over, all their dead bodies were on their ground with frozen blood. With a slightly tired expression on his face, a stoic man with blue hair and piercing eyes sat. In front of him, a half kneeling wolf.

In his hand was a staff 2 meters tall, with a large glowing crystal at the top. The crystal was as well blue, to match his hair. His clothing was made of furs. Mainly bear and wolf furs to be exact. He relaxed as a small drop of blood flowed from his side.

It looked like he was dying. Tapping the staff on the ground he worded something that couldn't be heard and frost appeared in his free hand. Moving it to his side, the injury he had sustained was frozen over. His face didn't change from the pain and instead became even colder.

The wolf in front of him that didn't shiver in the cold wind, shivered as it kneeled in front of him. It was scared of the person in front of it. The man didn't say anything as he tapped the ground again.

Before the wolf could react an ice pillar shot from the ground and impaled the wolf.

*Whimper*

The wolf let out one last sound as its body jerked and then stood still. Its blood frozen before it could even leave its body.

The man tapped his staff one more time and stood up. The throne behind him shattered like gla.s.s and fell to the ground.

He turned his back on the dead creature and made his way to the north. He didn't look back at the pitiful thing and left it standing there, its body impaled. Time sped up and a blizzard covered the area. All the signs of battle disappeared or were frozen over. Only the half buried corpse of the wolf was left to show something had happened.

But the trailer didn't end there, time continued to fast forwards and a person slowly made his way to the battle field. It was a European man in his 40's who was also covered in beast furs. He had a shield slung over his back and was using a spear as a walking stick.

It looked like he would walk past the scene without noticing anything. But he stopped when he saw the half buried corpse. Slowly making his way over, he kneeled and looked at the wolf. When he kneeled a small blade was shown strapped to his thigh.

He looked at the wolf and then looked around himself, as if he could see something. A big smile appeared on his face as he tilted his head. He was thinking about something. He nodded to himself once, before turning to the north where the other man had gone.

His smile got bigger as he stood back up and started to trudge his way in that direction. His speed was faster than before.

As his back got smaller and smaller into the frozen tundra, the screen started to fade to black.

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The comment section of the video was exploding with comments, Chloe who just finished watching the video couldn't keep up with it.

(Frozen King?)

(Heralds chosen Frozen King?)

(Black Fable's Frozen King?)

(That cold b.a.s.t.a.r.d?!)

(I dare you to say that again, he is beautiful!)

(+1)

(+2000)

(d.a.m.n groupies.)

(Wasn't he training for a tournament and had to stop gaming for a while?)

(Guess he went to beta test this!)

(Did you guys see that throne?)

(Yeah what about those wolves!)

(I hope I can tame one!)

(+1)

(+2)

(+50)

(That's animal abuse! The thing wasn't going to attack!)

(Shut up stupid.)

(It's a game!)

(It's a gigantic wolf in a game, what the h.e.l.l.)

It just continued on and on. People talking about his looks, his career, how famous he was. Chloe nodded her head at some of the comments. She knew exactly who Winter King was.

He was a professional strategist for a gaming club, Black Fable, which just recently took time off. His team were in the grand final of the ******* cup. Even without him, they had dominated the compet.i.tion and easily won. Each team member was said to be making more than 1 million credits per game.

He was a veteran that had been playing games for the last 10 years. He would always choose the mage cla.s.s if it was a fantasy setting game, or play many strategic games. His personality was said to be cold and unapproachable. Not many people had met him in person, but the all attested to this fact.

Even though he was so cold, his fan base was large, having nearly 600 million people in it, mainly made up of females. He would receive a huge boost in popularity after this trailer. With him being a beta player, it was a.s.sured that the whole 'Black Fable' club would be playing AGAE.

Chloe turned off her TV and left. Just the video had put her on edge. He seemed really powerful. Though in the back of her head, she was thinking of Rose, who made multiple earth spikes to kill the elder.

She thought Rose would win in a fight between them. But his cold expression was something else. The mage cla.s.s looked a lot more powerful than the warrior cla.s.s she had picked.

Should she change it?

She moved off to her bedroom with many thoughts swirling in her head.