*Bam!*
''Agh!'' A grunt of pain appeared in a small room, which had a bed, a wooden desk, and a window that showed a beautiful view of Stronglord City.
Isaac rubbed his painful butt after crashing down on the wooden floor.
He looked around the room and was surprised to see him being in his rented room and not in the Wild West village.
He soon remembered the world-changing event that happened to him, and first, he thought it was a dream, but then he remembered leaving the Flintlock Pistol there.
''Interface,'' Isaac murmured and went straight towards the Inventory.
He looked around the Inventory but only saw one Flintlock Pistol and not the second!
''It wasn't a dream...'' He took a deep breath and stood up from the floor, only to sit back down on the bed.
''Hahaha...'' A chuckle escaped his mouth, and soon he was laughing until tears left his eyes.
''Hahaha...'' He took deep breaths, which calmed down his laughter, and he laid down on the bed to look straight at the ceiling, ''Madness... Absolute madness.''
Soon, he became even more sure that it wasn't a dream after seeing the outfit he was wearing. He was wearing the t-shirt and sweatpants he got from the real world!
''Heh...'' He touched the texture of his t-shirt, and it was exactly the same.
''No reason to stay here,'' Isaac said and wanted to wake up in the real-world and see the Flintlock Pistol lying on the bed, right next to his feet.
''Interface.'' An holographic screen appeared in front of him, and he didn't waste any more time as he pressed [Log Out]
His body started once again turning into pixels, and soon Isaac disappeared from the World of White once again.
...
In the real world.
Isaac's eyes opened with a slam, and he quickly pressed a button on the side of his Mythical VR Helmet, and soon the lights stopped flashing.
The black skinsuit around his body was sucked inside his headgear, and after that happened, he took off his headgear and put it gently on the bed.
He sat up and looked straight at the end of his bed, where two items were lying.
A smile appeared on Isaac's face as he recognized the two items!
He grabbed the first item, which was mostly in the color of brown. He touched the hard texture and also trailed his finger on the metallic barrel.
It was the first weapon he bought, Flintlock Pistol!
He snatched the leather pouch and looked inside. He saw around 50 Flintlock bullets, and they had a different kind of smell than in White Online.
In White Online, they smelled like gunpowder, but here, they had a different kind of scent, like something was burning.
He took one of the bullets into his hand and rolled it around. It had a very smooth texture, almost like it was a marble.
*Clank*
He used his thumb and opened the Flintlock Pistol's chamber. He moved the bullet closer to the chamber and put it slowly inside.
*Clank*
A sound of clanking appeared, and the bullet was a perfect fit. He closed the chamber and had a desperate need to try the Flintlock Pistol out, but it would be madness to try it inside the house!
But he knows perfectly where he can try it out.
He took the bullet off the chamber and put it back inside the leather pouch, so he doesn't actually fire it, or worse, at someone!
Isaac turned around and grabbed his headgear; with swift moves, he put it back inside the black box and stored it inside his wardrobe.
Once he was done, he started wearing something warmer, because he would go out!
He grabbed a grey-colored sweater and put it on, but then he remembered that he needed to hide the Flintlock Pistol somewhere.
He doesn't have an Interface in his possession anymore, which can be used to easily hide the weapon.
''That's right!'' He started moving the hundreds of clothes to the side, and from the back of the wardrobe, he grabbed a very large jacket that looked like it could be a size of five jackets!
This was a jacket his mother gave him for extra safety for cold.
When he was wearing that, he didn't feel cold, instead, he was boiling inside!
Isaac had shivers when he remembered when his mother forced him to use it, but this time, it came to use.
He put it down and closed it with the help of a zipper and instantly felt sweat pouring down on his back.
''Jeez...'' Looking at the black-colored jacket, instead of looking slim as he used to, now he looked like a stuffed balloon.
He grabbed the Flintlock Pistol and Leather pouch and hid them inside the jacket. He had to tie them to his chest, which was easier said than done, but soon he achieved that feat.
''Time to go.'' He did a firm nod and left his room, and ran to the first floor.
His movement looked slightly sluggish, with sweat pouring down his face.
Once he reached the first floor, he went straight to the shoe rack and grabbed his shoes before putting them on.
''Isaac, where are you going?'' Suddenly, Isabella appeared from the kitchen and was surprised to see Isaac wearing the jacket she had made specially for him.
She felt emotional, ''Oh, Isaac.'' Tears started brimming in her eyes, ''You are finally using it!''
Isaac wryly smiled and opened the door, ''I will return in an hour!''
''B-But, food is soon ready!'' He heard her mother shouting, but he had already left the mansion.
''I will eat leftovers!'' He shouted back and ran out of the mansion's premises, and without waiting for bodyguards to follow him, he had already ran to the distance.
Michael soon appeared on the gates and anxiously looked back and forth but didn't see Isaac anywhere.
''Oh no...'' His shoulders slumped, and turned around to see angry Isabella standing in the doorway.
''Why are you here?'' She asked with coldness.
Michael trembled under her scary look, ''U-U-U-Uhh...''
''Make sure my precious boy will be fine!'' She pouted and closed the door, leaving pale Michael behind.
''Isaac... Why are you doing this to me...'' He felt like crying, and now he has to find Isaac with some miracle.
But, he had no clue that Isaac didn't run far away.
Instead, there was a forest right next to the neighborhood, and it was the same forest where Isaac got lost when the dangerous snowstorm struck the peaceful community of Snowstar.
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