Chapter 770: Social Expectations
<span style="font-weight:400">The official opening of the Virtual Servers was set to ur at midnight by Gandor’s time. For this singr event, it had been announced that the Keeper would personally be ying host. For those fortunate enough to have been capable of buying the new equipment from Darkme Technologies, they had already gotten themselves ready.
<span style="font-weight:400">The instruction manual was quite clear on what was needed in order to sessfully register an ount. First, the user must close themselves off in a room without any pets or other upants in order to ensure a smooth transition. Then, once the scan had beenpleted, they would grab their watch and create an ount name and password for themselves. Only then would they learn which side was real, and which was virtual.
<span style="font-weight:400">Naturally, there were some that wanted to try and break this system, but that did not always go over so well… For instance, let’s say that they invite their friend to watch the process, just to make sure that they knew whether they were the real one or not. They wake up, and suddenly see their friend missing… but they still <i><span style="font-weight:400">feel</i><span style="font-weight:400"> real. Everything about their perception screams that they are the real one.
<span style="font-weight:400">So, they start looking through their house, thinking that maybe their friend had to get a drink or something. They refuse to ept the fact that they are a digital existence, a fake. Because if a lie can feel so real, how can they really know what the truth is?
<span style="font-weight:400">This is naturally resolved through the memetic agent introduced to the consumer at the time of ount registration. Thanks to this memetic agent, the virtual self acknowledges their state of existence, and is more willing to follow the wishes of the self in reality. When some people managed to figure out that there was such a trick, they questioned if it was really ethical.
<span style="font-weight:400">Thankfully, such questions failed to make anysting impact, primarily due to the creator of the device being the Goddess of Technology herself, a member of the Greater Pantheon. While some might express discontent at a potentially hical decision, they would not allow it to be more than that. Nobody wanted to get on the bad side of someone that has been guarding the universe since the dawn of time, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Regardless, once the clock struck twelve, the servers were officially opened. The customers that had already registered their ounts were transported to the Virtual Server of Spica, a vast clearing where they saw the Keeper himself. He was suspended in the air, sitting on a throne a hundred meters above the ground and looking at everyone as they appeared.
<span style="font-weight:400">At first, he said nothing, as if waiting for the influx of people to halt. One of the greatest things about Virtual was the fact that there was practically notency, as your virtual consciousness upied the server you were interacting with. Thus, everything truly happened in real time.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once the flood of people was reduced to a slow trickle, the Keeper nodded his head. When he spoke, his voice echoed out over the crowd, ensuring that everyone heard him. “I’m sure you all know who I am, so I will not waste your time with pointless introductions.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What I am here to do today is to wee you all to a new world. This is not a world crafted by an almighty hand, but one achieved purely through the techniques avable to mortals. Through science, a virtual reality has been created that surpasses anything previously built. Through technology, we have a way to train in safety. Through the efforts of schrly titans throughout the generations, we have finally reached this point.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“For some of you, this is an escape, a way to break free from the dull grasp of reality. For others, it is a new avenue to pursue your pleasures, taking your games to a new height. Yet more of you seek to use this realm to hone your minds and bodies. I could ask a hundred people what they wanted from this world, and receive a thousand answers. Therefore, allow me not to ask, but to tell.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m going to tell you what <i><span style="font-weight:400">I </i><span style="font-weight:400">want from this. What I hope can be aplished through the creation and release of this technology. I want the world to be a better ce through strength and prosperity, through the unity that can be found in a virtual world. I want you all to use this world to foster friendships and love. Find joy, even in your darkest hour, and find hope when all seems lost.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Each and every one of you has the potential to be a king among men, a god among mortals. That is the potential I see in you. With this new world, I hope that at least some of you can rise to that potential. I see this not just as an avenue to y games, but an avenue to live.” The Keeper fell silent as he finished his words, his eyes closing. Down below, silence filled the clearing, as if nobody knew what to say, or even if it was their ce to speak.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, he opened his eyes once again, and they released a golden radiance. “Thus, allow me to first dere the officialunch of the Virtual World! May you all find the answers to what you seek.” After saying that, the golden light wrapped around the throne, shrinking in on itself before vanishing from the scene.
<span style="font-weight:400">This speech was not only for those who had managed to log in on the first night of release. Rather, it was broadcast live across Spica and Lorek, the full video sent immediately afterwards to the other worlds. The words of the Keeper echoed across countless cities and homes.
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<span style="font-weight:400">I let out a groan as I watched the broadcast live, seeing my virtual self speaking from atop the throne. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Tsubaki. “Somehow, I know that the throne was your idea. I don’t know how, I’m just certain of it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki averted her eyes with a small, innocent smile. Originally, I was just scripted to appear hovering above the crowd, but it seemed that there was ast minute change to the n. I simply let out a sigh, shaking my head. “I’ve always hated giving public speeches. I can never think of what to say, and one wrong move could leave a bad impression across all of creation that they’ll never forget.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lifreughed at that, grinning towards me. “It’s easy, just imagine everyone naked! Works every time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t help but shudder. “Imagine millions of people, maybe over a <i><span style="font-weight:400">trillion</i><span style="font-weight:400"> over the broadcasts, all watching me while naked? No, no that does <i><span style="font-weight:400">not</i><span style="font-weight:400"> make it better. Better is the opposite of what that makes it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Dana smirked yfully. “I just like to pretend that I’m talking into a mirror, so the only person that can hear me say anything is myself. Of course, that usually leads to me not filtering myself as well as I should, but hey, everyone knows that I’m the ‘kid’ of the Citadel. You can get away with a lot with that image!”
<span style="font-weight:400">I blinked, looking over at Dana. I knew that she was anything but a child. She had been alive longer than most gods, and had an adult form that she simply didn’t like using. “You are… sinister. Yeah, I’m going to go with sinister.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was at that time that my virtual avatar disappeared from the scene. “Alright, let’s head back to Earth to keep the time synchronized.” I said, mentally urging the citadel into motion and activating its world transport function.
<span style="font-weight:400">Dana stuck her tongue out with a cheeky smile before standing up and giving a light stretch. “I’m going to head over to my workshop for a bit. There’s a new project that I want to get started on, so I’ll see you all in Virtual.” After she said that, darkness wrapped around her body, teleporting her out of the room.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Dana hummed to herself as she entered her workshop, which had beenrgely remodeled over the course of thest week. Using the Craft domain that she had been given, she created a number of different tools and disys that she simply didn’t have the means of integrating into her workshop before. “Load up thest saved project data.” She called out as the lights in the workshop activated, revealing a smooth, white table.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was a hum of machinery from the table in response to hermand, and a holographic projection appeared. Within the projection, Dana saw the familiar headset that she had used to create her virtual scan. “It’s easier with the blueprint that Ashley gave me, but still… it’s hard to imagine how long it took her to get this working.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Flicking her wrist, a dozen hidden screws became loose in the projection, parts flying apart to hover in midair. Out of everyone in the citadel, Dana was far more adept when it came toputers, so she had an idea of what she was looking at, and was able to study the design in order to learn more. “Now… let’s change it up a bit. Scrap the visual sensors, we won’t need those. And let’s incorporate the watch directly into the casing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She manipted the projections with her hands, changing the shape of the device before her. It was clear that she was not trying to upgrade the item that Ashley had made, but rather modify it for a very specific use. “Hmm… engrave a mana lock on the outer shell to serve as the perception blocker.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Once shepleted this design, she looked it over with a satisfied smile. Afterwards, she pulled out hermunication crystal and dialed a very old number. Granted, she had to personally deliver the crystal to the other party and teach them how to use it, but she felt it had always been worth the effort.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Lil Dana J: Hey, Trials, do you have a minute to chat?
<span style="font-weight:400">Trials: I don’t have any intruders right now. The others are curious, you don’t usually reach out to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lil Dana J: Yeah, well, I’ve got something special for you! I assume that you heard about the new virtual reality tech that’s juste out?
<span style="font-weight:400">Trials: We have several dungeon masters in normal society, Dana. It’d be strange for us not to know.
<span style="font-weight:400">Trials: Though, I must say that we are rather downcast by the reveal. With this new world, people will visit us even less.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lil Dana J: What if I could get you into Virtual as well, and let you set up dungeons in virtual environments as training simtors?
<span style="font-weight:400">Trials: …Please borate.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Dana grinned as she looked at the message, eyes flicking up to look at the hologram over her table. She knew that it would have a big impact on the dungeon core race for people to suddenly have a better alternative for their personal training. In a way, the dungeon cores were the original training environment that the Keeper had created, followed by Fyor, and now finally the virtual world.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was manageable with Fyor, given that it was an entirely different, so many people did not have the means to casually go there to train. Thus, they could still tackle their local dungeons to temper themselves. However, that would no longer be the case, leaving the dungeon cores all but obsolete.
<span style="font-weight:400">In an effort to prevent that, she was remodeling the virtual reality scanner with Ashley’s tips into a form that would be usable even by dungeon cores. Given the nature of the cores, the territories that they create in Virtual could even act as virtual servers for them to manage. The way she saw it, this was a win-win for all parties involved.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Lil Dana J: I don’t have it quite finished yet, but it won’t be much longer. Once it’s done, I’ll bring it to you, so look forward to it!
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