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Chapter 11 Heist
🕑 Added 2024-12-08 10:12:34 +0000 UTC[System]
"Talking"
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~{GM_Casino}~
The next few days I spent fooling around.
Stealing, Killing, Fighting, experimenting with the NPC, just about everything the server have offer to me.
This server is full of entertainment that I never thought was possible before. And there is an endless possibility of becoming anything on this server.
Becoming a hero, maybe a Villain, or maybe placing a history in this server
You can do anything beyond what it should be considered possible in game industry. And I have the honor of experient it first hand.
BOOM
The door made of adamite creaked open, and the figure emerging from within was someone in full black armor that covered their entire body. That person was me.
As I stepped into the vault, what I saw inside made me laugh uncontrollably.
"Hahahahaha!"
Gold—glowing in a rich, golden hue—surrounded me, stacks upon stacks of Valis numbering in the millions.
"I AM RICHH!!"
For a brief moment, I basked in the joy of the wealth before snapping back to reality. Without wasting any more time, I began stuffing as much gold as I could into my inventory.
You might be wondering, what am I doing right now?
Well, I'm stealing from one of the richest men in the entire city.
This is the best casino in Orario, a place home to the ultra-wealthy.
While I can materialize Money from thin air using the tool gun, there is no fun in getting money the easy way. That's why I plan a heist.
It was during my research in the library, with the help of Paddy, that I discovered this place—the casino. Not just any casino, but the one where the ultra-wealthy and powerful gather, a haven for those with the highest status in this world.
This wasn't just the pinnacle of entertainment; it also belonged to one of the richest groups, outside of the top three families like Loki's and Freya's.
I thought it would be amusing to steal some of the Valis for myself since I was running low. So with Paddy being away and have some time to kill I begin my heist on the Casino.
By placing a bomb not too far away from me, I detonate the bomb on several locations and manage to pull out some of the guards from the casino outside.
There I blend with the people inside as they begin to rush out in a panic from the constant chaos and commotion. I add oil to the fire by throwing tear gas and flashbangs around the casino adding more chaos and confusion to the already confused people.
While the guards are still confused and frenzy and train to maintain the calmness of the people I make my way inside and knock out some of the guards before finally arriving at the vault that is supposed to contain a lot of money according to the broker.
A vault that have the strongest material this world have to offer... I though It would to be breach but the moment I put a lots of bomb it was rather easy to open.
Man even GTA 6 gameplay was falling behind in these kinds of tech. They should take note of it.
Rather than making a planned heist prepared by the developer, why not let the player imagination instead that make their own way of heist?
After emptying all of the bunker money and putting it inside my inventory, I walk away from the vault and make my way out of the Casino as numerous lifeless bodies of employees on the ground after being shot in the head by my gun.
Since they are a mere NPC I have no remorse on killing these people. But man it feels brutal seeing the gore and the flesh inside of it. It was like I was killing a real person.
Feeling satisfied with these heists I had done, I was about to make a run by going to the nearest windows and escape when a large number of people blocked my path to the only escape.
The group of people blocking the path was armed to the teeth with various melee weapons like swords, batons, and spears. They were also wearing white masks that covered their eyes and tuxedo.
"We have a intruder!" One of the people inside shouted.
Dang, I was spotted. There goes my stealth plan.
Well from the start I never try to stealth with how much bomb I planted.
As I begin to think of escape plan a person emerged from among the group, but I have a second doubt it was a person since he was huge with a huge belly with the pants alone seemed almost to break with how big his stomach was.
But I can at least tell since he as not wearing a mask like the other people he must be the leader
"W-who are you?"
The moment my eyes landed on him, I relize who he was since he was the reason I came here in the first place (the money was the side objective).
He was an absolute scumbag who uses the money to enrich himself, forcing several people its debt, and enslaving countless slaves through several means like thugs and many more.
"I am justice!" I answer him
As everyone in the group looked bewildered by my answer one of the people spoke loudly "Wait! I know him! Black Clothing that covers the entire body while also wearing weird clothing don't tell me.... Red shadow?!"
"You mean the shadow that destroyed the entire underworld organization yesterday?! That guy?!"
Seems people of these worlds have so much time that they name people like me who recently made an entrance yesterday. But I should take advantage of these people knowing my name to make my entrance just like a villain would.
I take my time walking, slowly and deliberately, to make my approach menacing. "You must the dwarf that everyone refer as Terry Cervantes... or should I call you Ted?"
"How do you know my name?" he stammers, fear evident in his voice as he takes a step back. I continue advancing, unflinching.
It's simple, while Paddy did gather the name that was provided in public, my HUD displays each NPC's true name with a single glance, but I won't reveal that to him.
His fear grows as he retreats further. Suddenly, he points a trembling finger at me and shouts, "Kill him! Kill him!"
The group still looks uneasy, standing around in confusion. Suddenly, two people beside Ted break into a dash, making a run for it.
As they step closer to my position, weapons drawn and aimed at me, a grin spreads across my face. I slowly pull out my new favorite weapon from my holster and carefully aim at them and let lose.
BRTTTTTT
As the spinning wheel of my gun stopped moving the two bodyguard could be seen covered with bullet holes all over their body
The rest of the group is in chaos. Some drop their weapons entirely, sinking to their knees with hands clasped over their ears, trembling in fear. Others crouch low, pressing themselves against walls as if trying to melt into the shadows. Blood pools beneath the lifeless bodies, its metallic scent thick in the air.
As I glance over at the result, I pull the minigun up in the air and kiss it, oh man I can never get enough of one of these bad boys.
But the recoil of a minigun is pretty damn hard, I can already feel my arms will be torn off If I am not careful enough.
With the barrel gun still hot I aim the Minigun back at the them "How dare you bring a sword to a gunfight!" I screamed loudly in madness, but deep down I was having fun.
I always wanted to say that in my lifetime, now I have no regrets.
Oh, Ted it still alive.
Ted stares at the scene, frozen in place, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I lock eyes with him, my voice cutting through the oppressive silence like a blade.
"Your turn," I say coldly, leveling the gun at him.
In fear everyone who still has their two feat begins to run in fear, the pig is running as well in the opposite direction.
"Oh!" I despawn my minigun and begin pursuit of a single person among the runner "You are not going anywhere!" I laugh
Run! Run! It is just going to excite me even more!!
I began the chase but with not the objective of killing Ted, but to makes him fear me.
Whenever there is a chance I fire one round of revolver beside him, and chase him not too slow or too fast, just enough to give the pig enough time to feel fear and despair as I get closer.
Like a hunter playing with it's prey.
And sometimes Ted orders one of the men who were in his way to stop me, which I quickly knock out. Since even knowing they are npc I don't really like to shed too much blood.
After all this is not GTA 5 where I can ask Lester to get rid of the wanted level.
The chase continue for a few minutes until Ted steps inside a room which I follow not far behind
As I kicked the door, I was in for a surprise as I was immediately ambushed as sword heading to me, and quickly took the sword directly at me knocking me back a bit.
[-180 Shield]
"Kuh.."
After recovering my composure I take a quick look at my body to see any injuries before checking the status of my body.
[Health 1000, Shield 19.820]
After gazing at my status I gaze back at the culprit.
It was just like most of the thug I fight before wearing suits with a mask over their face, but what's make them differend then other people was that they have animals ears. And I notice their animals ears occasionally twitch.
But I begin regain my composure and begin to think what happend for the last few second, the attack done by one of the animal person was around 180 attack points, and a attack with a hitpoint of 180 that can do that must be level around 1-2.
This was something I relize after fighting bunch of thugs, is that the hinger their level are the stronger their hitpoint which was kind obvious from the start. And since before my maximum hitpoint was around 100 health and 100 shield I begin to felt fear since I can feal pain whenever I was hurt.
So... to prevent feeling hurt whenever I was attacked, I decided to add a shield to my body.
Not much but it was better then nothing.
I tried my best but I could only add the shield to the maximum of 20.000.
It was the best I could do considering before it was only 100 Health and 100 shields maximum which was not much at all. So with the help of Paddy, we increased the health and shield as much as we could to at least help me survive a few attacks from the average adventure or thugs.
Speaking of average people.. most attack stats depend on their level, Level one attacks are around 50-100 depending on their stats, Level 2 is around 100-300 depending on their class, and Level 3 is beyond 300, I already fought once who was level 3 fighter it drained half of my shield just to kill one of them. While also using the biggest weapon I have with how durable their skin have become.
As for levels 4 and 5, I still have not found a chance to fight one of them. But I can at least tell its going to be around 1000 attack points or more depending on their class if they are fighter or a mage.
And it seems Ted guards this time are only around level 2, and I also notice Ted using the momentary I was top by one of his bodyguard and begin to use one of the girls here as protection hiding behind her, ahh typical villain of any place if they are corner.
With a quick movement, I pull out my red lightsaber and ignite it. The trail of red light sent fear to every person on this room as their eyes laid on it.
Without much word and a grin across my face I dash to one of the bodyguard. our lightsaber and sword clashed against each other the sword suddenly cut and the lightsaber met his neck
As his head rolled on the ground screaming echoing throughout the room "Pathetic.. that was it?"
And here I thought he could last a few of my attacks. Well~ I doubt ordinary weapon could last a few attack that can cut through iron like a butter.
With one of the bodyguard's heads rolling on the ground, I glance at the other bodyguard, who slowly steps back. Gripping his sword tightly, he begins to charge at me, screaming and ignoring his fallen comrade.
Despite the chaos, I stand my ground, full of confidence. As he rushes towards me, I bring both of my hands out and zap him with a surge of energy.
"Gahhhh!!" he screams in agony, collapsing to the ground with smoke rising from his body.
I wrinkle my nose and grin. "Mmm… smells like someone left the wolf on the grill too long."
Not that I'd actually eat this sorry lot. I step forward, lightsaber in hand, and without hesitation, slice cleanly through the throats of the two writhing bodyguards. Their bodies slump, lifeless.
I raise my gaze, a smirk tugging at my lips, daring the remaining guards to try their luck. Most flinch, some edging back, eyes wide with fear. The stench of terror fills the air, thick enough to taste. They know I'm not here to play.
I turn my attention to Ted. He's backing up, dragging a trembling girl in front of him like a human shield, his fingers digging into her shoulder as he tries to shield himself.
"Stay back! Stay-"
But before he can finish his plea, a loud bang shatters the tense silence. Ted's words choke off as he crumples to the ground, a single hole marking his forehead. His grip on the girl loosens, and she stumbles free, shocked and unharmed.
I lower my revolver, barely sparing a glance at his body. "Pathetic," I mutter under my breath.
He thought hiding behind her would save him. This is what his whole scheme boils down to? It's almost insulting.
After staring at the body of the Ted on the ground, I glance at the hostage who looks in fear at the blood in her hand. I glance at the other girl in the same room to see the same fear but their attention on me.
"Nothing to worry about," I murmur dismissively, turning my back to them. My job here is done.
I stride to the nearest window, throwing it open and hoisting myself through. With a swift leap, I pull myself up onto the rooftop. The wind catches my hair, whipping it back as I take in the chaotic scene below.
The casino grounds are crawling with people. A large, organized crowd is amassing outside the main entrance. Many wear identical elephant masks, concealing their faces in a way that's both unsettling and intimidating. These aren't just any onlookers.
The Ganesha family.
They're the only organization with enough influence and numbers to maintain order across Orario, their reach stretching into every corner of the city according to Paddy report
Staying here any longer is a surefire way to end up in their custody. No thanks.
I open my inventory, pulling out my trusty jetpack. With a quick adjustment, I strap it on, and with a low hum, I'm propelled up into the sky, leaving the chaos below.
As I glide to the skies, I begin to think about what I have done for the last few days.
I was tired of not finding a single clue regarding the exit
And in the back of my mind, there's this ridiculous thought gnawing at me. The pizza I ordered is probably ruined by now, cold and stale. I can almost smell it, sitting somewhere, eaten by rats.
To blow off steam, I let myself get a bit reckless, wreaking havoc wherever I went. I tore through slave-trading rings, upturned criminal dens, and so many more
People started calling me the Red Shadow, thanks to the bloodstains I left in my wake. Witnesses saw only a blur, a figure cloaked in red, and the name stuck. Funny how quickly rumors spread in a place like this.
I glance back at the casino below, smirking as I mumble to myself, "Man, I feel like Batman already—"
Before I can finish, a sudden, brutal force slams into my back, ripping the words from my mouth. My jetpack sputters, and before I know it, I'm spiraling toward the ground. I crash with a thunderous bang, the impact rattling through me.
[-4.800 Shield]
Smoke fills the air, stinging my eyes and clawing at my throat as I cough and try to regain my senses. My mind reels, struggling to process what just happened.
"Guh…" I grit my teeth and squint at my HUD, willing it to give me a quick readout.
[Health 1000, Shield 15.020]
That attack just depletes almost 5.000 of my Shield?! That's similar to the Battleship round! Who the hell I am dealing with?!
"This is… surprising," a calm, female voice rings out. There's a hint of intrigue in her tone, maybe even amusement. "For someone to survive my blow unharmed, you must be very strong."
I push myself up from the rubble, narrowing my eyes as the dust clears, and finally, I catch sight of her—a striking figure standing on the rooftop across from me. An azure-haired woman, her gaze steady and unflinching, meets mine. She holds a spear in one hand, almost casually, though the intensity in her eyes says otherwise. She's already assessing me, like she knows exactly what she's up against.
"Who… are you?" I manage, steadying myself as I try to read her intentions.
"Captain of the Ganesha Family, Shakti Varma," she announces, pointing her spear directly at me. "And you're under arrest."
