The fact I was in Runescape didn’t scare me at all. No the thing that was worrying me right about now was why had I got no armour on? Or any money? Unless; I had been reset to level one! The Horror that filled my body was enough to kill all of Earth’s inhabitants. I then remembered I was in Runescape. Although I was 117 levels weaker than I’m used to I might as well play I mean hey what am I going to miss in the real world? And with that I left the courtyard and ventured out into the wild carrying only the clothes on my back and my empty bag.
After a couple of weeks of playing and still not feeling a bit homesick I was back up to my previous level and had made enough money to buy a small kingdom. I had just finished off another quest, which I found rather easy when I saw something that caught my eye. A man approached; his figure just distinguishable in the horizon but something about him seemed different. He walked with such confidence it was remarkable. As he approached I felt myself staring so I looked away embarrassed hoping he hadn’t noticed. I thought of how awkward this was going to be if he had noticed so when he said my name in order to get my attention I nearly ran away. But something stopped me dead, and as I spun around I said:
“How do you know my name?”
“It’s my job to know all of the players’ names in Runescape. Follow me Lee I have something important to show you.” replied the man.
I followed the man down the road and could now get a close look at him. He wore a torn shirt and trousers and wielded the most vicious looking sword I had ever seen, so big he had to use both hands to lift it. The sword towered above the man and all along the blade was niches shaped like rising smoke. The edge glistened in the sun like the water at sunrise in Tokyo harbour. His hair was brown about 3 inches long and covered by a helmet with pointed flares that was encrusted with jewels. This man was either incredibly wealthy or powerful, or both. The rest of the journey passed without incident or speech which allowed me time to ponder this man’s true identity. After another hour or so we reached a wall and I gave a squeal of terror as the man kicked the wall and it opened up like a whales mouth to expose a brightly lit meeting room. As me and the man stepped inside the wall fell shut behind us with a bang! As we walked closer to the table I saw three figures sitting around it. I was instructed to remain still and the fourth man took his place at an empty seat and the board got ready to address me.
“Greetings Lee,” said the first man who was dressed entirely in red robes and had a long pointed red beard.
“Yes, Greetings,” said the second man, who was identical to the first except he was in blue not red.
“Hello,” I replied sheepishly feeling out of my depth immensely.
“GUTHIX!” bellowed the third man, dresses in green robes with green spiky hair.
Scared I shuffled back a couple of feet questioning their motives.
“Stop. We need your help with something Lee, oh and don’t mind Guthix he’s a bit loopy” said the first man smoothly.
“What do you need help with?” I asked intrigued.
“A dragon.” said the second man.
“Why me, and what am I getting out of this?” I replied.
“Well you see we made you get sucked into Runescape and we watched while you ranked up. We chose you lee because of your dedication and skill at Runescape and if you kill this dragon for us we’ll let you go” explained the blue man.
“I don’t want to go” I retorted
“Ok, just kill the dragon then” the red man said
“Ok fine”
I was then handed some armour that seemed to glow and a sword just like the one belonging to the man who brought me to the wall had. One of the men said something and I was then surrounded by smoke that seemed to pull me. I was being teleported to the dragon, just before I was sucked out of the room I asked them who they were and I got the reply:
“I’m Saradomin” said the blue man.
“I’m Zamorak” said the red man.
“GUTHIX” said the red man.
“And I’m Gonthorian” replied the man I followed.
I recognised those names: they are the gods of Runescape! In awe I arrived at the dragon’s lair and was knocked off my feet by a burst of fire because I wasn’t paying attention. This dragon was huge, red and very nasty looking. The battle we had was long and tedious I soon started to get bored so I ended it, killing the dragon with a skilful turn and stab. Now that it dawned on me I was quite bored overall and as I thought that a portal opened up in front of me. I was used to portals so I just hopped through expecting to end up in Lumbridge but instead felt a dull thunk on my head.
I awoke many hours later in a hospital bed. It seemed I had a seizure from playing too much video games and I had been in a coma for 3 weeks. All around my bed were doctors and family all glad I had came back. It was another 3 days before I was deemed well enough to be let out of hospital. When I was let out it was under 1 condition: I never play Runescape again. I obeyed this rule for many years until one night about 6 years later I saw a post on another website about Runescape. By this time I had forgotten all about Runescape but decided to go on one last time, just to check something. I was greeted to the site by the familiar title screen, I logged in easily and smiled ear to ear at what I saw: a dragon's head on one half of the screen and a note on the other half that read: “to the best dragon slayer of all time!” I laughed and knowing there was no need to continue the game logged out and deleted my account.
I was never getting sucked into Runescape again!