*Clank*
A shiver of light appeared as something fell from the book and landed on the floor with a clanking noise.
Isaac crouched and grabbed the item. It was key in the shade of silver, which was surprisingly bright and shiny.
He threw the book about Baba Yaga inside his inventory and went straight towards the cabinet.
He carefully put the key in the keyhole and twisted it until a familiar clinking noise appeared.
*Clink*
Isaac gulped and used the knob to open the cabinet. The first thing he saw was a stack of papers and felt very disappointed, but then on the last shelf, he saw a wooden box with mysterious-looking carvings.
He took it from the cabinet and put it down on the wooden desk. He looked around if he needed another key to open it, but gladly there wasn't a lock.
Without stalling any longer, he opened it, and the moment he did...
Isaac gasped and felt blue liquid trailing down his mouth, staining the floor below him in the color of blue.
He covered his mouth, but the bleeding didn't stop, and soon his eyes started bleeding.
That wasn't the end. His ears started gushing with blood, staining his otherworldly face in blue.
He couldn't even scream like it would be rude to make any sound in the presence of the item located in the box.
'Mere insect dares to disturb my sleep?' Isaac widened his eyes as he heard a voice in his mind. The voice screamed words powerful and ruthless.
He grabbed his head because he felt like it was about to explode if he had to listen to the voice even a second longer!
'Can't even listen to my voice... How utterly pathetic, but I guess you are one of the so-called Players... I guess being able to survive this long is not a bad accomplishment, but you are far from being worthy one.' The voice this time was much calmer; otherwise, Isaac would have died by now.
Isaac fell down on the ground, and he had never felt such pain. It was like someone was drilling a hole on his head, and if he could scream, he would have until his voice became hoarse.
'Why did you wake me up, weakling?' The voice asked.
Isaac tried to utter his words, but couldn't, like it was blasphemy to talk in the presence of a higher being.
'Answer me!' The voice roared in anger.
''B-Ba...'' Isaac pushed the words out of his mouth, even when his bright white teeth were stained on blue, he still kept trying, ''Ba... Ba... Ya... Ga..'' After he was done speaking, he started choking on his blood, which caused his vision to get much darker.
After his words came out of his bloodied mouth. The presence disappeared, and Isaac could finally cough the blood out of his mouth.
''Ugh... Blah!'' Isaac turned around and vomited the blue liquid out of his mouth, making a small puddle in front of him.
'Baba Yaga...' The voice muttered, and this time, he looked at Isaac with a profound look.
'So young and weak... Yet, he is someone who will fight against an opponent who is a thousand times stronger than him.'
Isaac feebly stood up with the help of his frail-looking arms. After standing straight, he finally saw what was inside the wooden box.
It was something he never expected to see. It was a pistol in shades of silver and black.
Isaac was much more familiar with this kind of gun because it is a modern gun that is in heavy use in his world and not something like Musket Rifle that is an ancient gun, which no one uses anymore.
His eyes showed his desire to use it, and the gun felt it.
'Why do you want to use me?' The voice asked, 'Tell me your reasoning.'
This time, Isaac didn't feel any pain.
He calmed down his heartbeat and replied with a calm, yet firm expression, ''I want to make sure Baba Yaga never forgets about my face.''
'Hmm? Why do you want that?' The voice sounded confused, and was surprised to see Isaac's smirk.
''Because one day I will come back... And I will kill her by myself and get revenge for everyone she has killed so far.'' Isaac replied with absolute confidence.
This was the moment... Isaac decided to keep playing White Online, and this was the moment when his desire to get stronger was ignited.
Everyone who wants to become Pro Player on White Online has only three types of desires.
Getting rich.
Becoming famous.
Being respected.
But... Isaac has a desire which was greatly different from everyone else.
Desire to see the monsters like Baba Yaga being defeated by human!
The gun was stunned, until he bursted into laughter, 'Bahahahaha!'
Isaac listened to the laughter with his eyes closed and opened them once the laughter died down.
'Fine... Let me help you make a very good impression!' The gun started shining in the glow of silver, and it disappeared into thin air.
Isaac frowned after the gun disappeared, but then he felt something in his right hand.
He looked at his hand and widened his eyes in shock. His hand was holding the pistol, and it perfectly fits his hand, like it was specially tailored for him.
'You can only shoot once, your weak body can barely handle a recoil of one shot, and there is a high chance of you exploding into pieces.'
Isaac's face became slightly paler, but he nodded with a firm look. He left the room and jogged straight towards Darth, who was anxiously pacing back and forth.
After he heard footsteps approaching, his face showed his relief, until it became confused after seeing Isaac holding a pistol in his hand.
''What the...''
Isaac shrugged and said, ''Long story.''
Darth dumbly nodded and entered the stairways with Isaac.
After the door with the [Exit] sign closed, the lights stopped flickering, and a shadowy appeared on the third floor, who looked confused to see the third floor being empty once again.
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