The Gamer (1)

It was autumn 2021 when Aaron first realized he had been living in an illusion for so long. He didn’t know how long. How could this be true? How could such a devastating thing happen to him?

He had been a champion for as long as he had been in the game. He had the good lucks. He wasn’t a male commercial model, but he should have been.

He had a dark mustache, Viking gold-like hair, broad shoulders, wayfarer blue eyes, and chest girls would turn around to have another look at.

Aaron was sited in his family’s mansion on a three-seater leather coach. Besides the coach, there was a pair of two wooden shelves full of all genres of books, and one wouldn’t be wrong to assume that one family member was a book lover.

There was a small marble table at the center of the room, and on top of it, there was a glass and a bottle of wine. A chandelier hung low into the room. It was mid-day, but he hadn’t opened the curtains, and the room was p