Now before you read this chapter, I have to tell you guys that this is not my story. x_x so please don't credit me for this. Hacky Adventures is written by Fallenhacky, or Orzelchopin, from the guild of OurTale. :3 Please enjoy! Reviews and shall be told to him so don't worry :3 NOW ENJOY THIS STORY READERS :D

Prologue

There exists a faraway land where dreams become reality. Only a handful of chosen players were selected to participate in this extravagant game based on an ancient MMORPG that had died off millenniums ago. Each of the individuals in the game though separated by miles apart is connected through friendship and love. As the wheel of fate churns to the finale, they will all realize their purpose as they battle against a sinister force that threatens to destroy what they most cherish. Welcome to LaTale.

Chapter 1 (April 27, 4601)

A male was mumbling in his room with a pillow on top of his head. The ringing from his alarm clock along with the piercing light from the daytime has caused quite disturbance in his overslept state. Nonchalantly, he slammed his hand onto the snooze button expecting peace but only for a couple of minutes. It was the weekend so fortunately there were no classes he had to attend. Grudgingly, through excess of sheer willpower he managed into an upright position and proceeded to the bathroom. He looked into the mirror and saw his mug shot features; the scrawny hair jagging out of his chin accompanied with the baggy small eyes and a shade of black underneath and the unyielding wild hair as if he had been through a storm. As he splashed some cold water onto his face, he heard his phone ringing in his room. He hurried and grabbed a wash towel from the rack and headed back to his room where he picked up his phone and answered the call.

"Hello?" sputtered an Asian voice. He might have choked on some of the water.

"Hey Hack! What's up?" his friend replied, "I was wondering if you want to go to this party up north here. I hear some chicks are so smoking and I sure need a brother to tag me along you know if I can get some tonight if you know what I mean."

Hack could imagine his friend winking from the other side of the phone. He always had a confident aura to his personality. No wonder why so many ladies followed him. However, Hack had different plans today.

"Sorry bro but you are going to have to do this solo. You should call Jorge. He might come along for the ride if you decide to let his girlfriend come along too."

"Fine fine fine. There's no bothering you on weekends. I should have known you be into that game. I'll give you a call later and tell you how it all went so sayonara" and hung up afterward.

What can Hack say? It was always the weekend the time he was available to synchronize into the game he had played since he was ten years old. It was a tradition. Looking at the time on his phone, Hack saw he had woke up an hour late. Agitated, he grabbed a bagel and munched it down quickly with a glass of milk which unbeknownst to him has gone expired three days earlier. Hastily, he seized an eyepiece resembling an eye patch of what historians would declare to be related to pirates and hooked the wires into the cyberspace. As he readied himself onto his moon chair, Hack was about to enter the world of LaTale once more.

Synchronize" he shouted and in an instant the reality around him began to fade away into dust.