It was the worst time of my life, well another worst time to be precise.

  Out of no where, i got fired from my job. I was doing good as a manager. But, just by words, my life ruined. Modern human is weird, they always glorified a scandal for someone in power, to take them down. Even if it's fake and unreasonable, i was blame just because i take a fallen paper on the floor to help that woman, the so called "victim".

  Words also break my heart.

  "I'm sorry, but i want to pursue my dream as a writer, Desmond"

  Words break my will.

  "Desmond, stop pursuing unreasonable goal, you won't become a strong Martial Artist, by just being the 3rd."

  Just like the paper that carrying words fell onto the floor, it fall while bring my life to the deepest depth of my life.

  I'm just a cashier, trying to get a new start. But not doing so, i realize how much words has weakened my soul this badly. As i reach 25, i began to accept things the way they are.

  It was also like another weekend. Doing nothing in the morning but scrolling through KauTube. Then that day, I happen to stumble upon a rather unique sandbox game called 'Into ManSpace'.

  At first trial, it is so alien to me. I mean obviously it's my first time after all. But, it is different than any game i've played before. It's a sandbox game with a campaign story, but in each stage and event... It has so many mechanics... RTS, FPS, TPS, you call it.

  ...and it's all a canon gameplay of the game.

  It is a multiplayer game as well, the world server you can meet with so many variety of people from across the globe, there i met Marcus. He's a Leader of a Clan called TerTer. He invite me to his clan. I met people who willing to hear me, who's willing to look up to me.

  It also because of them recommending an Energy drink called Vanta to me, that i got addicted to it. My room are almost filled with it. Especially Strawberry flavor. There's also a famous saying, 'No Vanta No Gaming' within the whole gamer community.

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  At one night, we just playing on our own private sandbox realm, there we often do RolePlay story. It is quite fun, until clan leader upload a game breaking ship, Called 'Gleam Raptor'. By using Thrust force and a hardened, shielded massive drill on it's front. No canon except one rail gun, installed at one side of the ship. Sounds lame, but it's specialty active skill. Marcus called it as, Absolute Pierced. It could one rammed a whole mountain, the whole clan called him mad. We decide to give him a title in RolePlay as MadProgrammer.

  Marcus work as Programmer, he cheat coding the game and create 'Gleam Raptor'.

  Anyway, night after night. We playing together, life already good enough for me, no one could take this moment of my life from, it's all... i had.

  My parents decide to come visiting me, i do clean the apartment. But, they doesn't see my life as 'clean'. I already know that the give up on me. 25 and i already being like this. Nothing to see of me.

  Days passed since then, but the realization of my life still hit hard. I thought i already, passed all of that behind. I took energy drink after another. Trying to off all those feeling of fallen expectation.

  I passed out.

  Oddly, as i awake. I felt weird stench in my room, it is oddly bright in here, i thought i close the window curtain properly.

  Why does it feel dustier in here? I can feel the wind brooming my whole body, a scent of copper? Why is the floor felt bumpy? All those question are not really matter, as soon as i open my eyes and see what is it surrounding me.

  Every question only leaving only two.

  "Wh-where the hell am i? What happen?"

  Hills of Metal and scraps, surrounding me. It seems i'm in some sorts of Junkyard. Well, a huge one at that. I tried to stroll around, reaching higher place to see what beyond.

  "Where the hell am i!?"

  It's shocked me, nothing but junks of metal and scraps within the horizon , it's like i'm in a planet of Metal junks.

  As i was still in confuse, some sort of weird sound comes out of no where, it come from my wrist. I scrolled over my sleeves and it seems like some sort of metalic wrist band attached to my hand. It made so much weird sounds, like D1scoord Ping notification sound.

  Suddenly a comes out a hollogram of two faces from the wristband.

  "You finally awake, master", a quite cheer and energetic tone coming from one of the faces. A smiley one, it displayed a name on the face, HaPPi. The other called MeLLo, a rather cold face at that.

  "So, when do you stop making that stupid face, Master" said MeLLo.

  "Wh-what...?"

  "Ooops, sorry. We haven't introduce ourselves. As you can already know, my name is HaPPi and she's my sister, MeLLo. We're an Ai, spesifically programmed to obey your order, Master", said HaPPi.

  "Wha- what?...wh-who...why..and what?...".

  It confuse the hell out of me, what kind of deep simulation i've been in.

  "Is this some kind of prank!? It sure not funny, what hour is this i'm late to my shift!!"

  "It is currently 8 AM in this planet." Flatly said by MeLLo.

  "I'm sorry...what?...what do you mean by 'This Planet'?". The more i asked, the more confuse i become.

  "You're in Federation of Chronos labelled JunkYard planet, Werthen. 4th planet of Vahne Star System, Master." Said by HaPPi with quite cheerfull and positive tone.

  As if it sound good to me or even make sense. That sound ridicoulous, not even Santa are this bad of a nonsense.

  "Werthen?...", i said as realization comes to me. I tried to not accept what i assume from what i just heard from this thing called... HaPPi.

  "Sorry what?...Federation of Chronos?.....don't tell me..."

  My head are in conflict, this has to be a prank. This is getting more nonsense the more i think about my situation.

  "....what year is this?", with much denialism i tried to asked one more time.

  "...well, according to official universal callendar, Zinrah Callendar. We're in 2000 Z.C, Master". Said MeLLo.

  "I'll be damn, things keep getting hectic in my life. I passed out into ManSpace".