Game Creator Multiversal (Marvel/DC)

An enormous arena the size of several football stadiums combined began to flash in light as hundreds of thousands of people downloaded the demo version of SWTOR and entered. 

The message had been sent ten minutes ago, all of the beta players logging on and streaming in a flurry. People were quick to join in on the free experience with their favourite streamers. A veritable flood of bodies cascading into the arena as floating droids passed by carrying drinks, food and memorabilia. Every person who received said items would keep them as a cosmetic in SWTOR itself.

Thousands grabbed said cosmetics, tens of thousands more people joining into the demo as they did so. Popcorn was ordered, burgers, chips, fried chicken, pizza... Any food was available and this was causing massive stirs to people as this game, even if it was a demo, was nearly replicating all of the senses of reality. The positive to this way of eating was that you got all of the enjoyment from eating it, the tastes, but none of the health consequences.

It was just as everyone began sitting down with their food, thousands still pouring in, that massive holographic screen emerged in mid-air. Fireworks launched upwards and exploded in the air leaving trails of gold, white, red and black sparkles. Awed exclamations resounded as the screens flickered on with golden text emerging...

~Are you all ready for Star Wars The Old Republic?~

An entire monumental arena screamed out their excitement and readiness, many jumping to their feet and launching their fists into the air. Some waved their medallion cosmetics whilst some even grasped popcorn and threw it up into the air.

~Pardon? I couldn't quite hear you!~

Once more people surged up in exhilaration, anticipation rushing through the entire arena like a tsunami. Adults of all ages, teens and even some elderly people were all tremendously supportive. 

~Is that so? Then, let us begin, the show... Stay till the end for a major announcement.~

People settled into their seats once again as the screens exploded and reformed, a ship forming from the explosion as the camera perspective formed up behind it.

Lasers blasted by the thin-looking hull of the tri-wing fighter as a trail of engine expulsion lingered in the blackness of space. Said fighter spun and dodged rogue missiles before shunting itself upwards and swooping onto the enemy fighter that was coming up behind it. Small missiles shot out from the front of the tri-wing and pierced into the hull of the sleek black vessel, perforating it and capsizing it in the void that was space.

The camera shifted backwards as an entire battle splayed across a solar system. Distant glints of laser fire, implosions, explosions and the lights of planetary defences throwing all of their weaponry at an invading Sith fleet. The screen stayed there for a few moments as some of the crowd gasped, other sections celebrating the awesomeness just as a cut thrust them all into a certain scene on a Republic ship.

Soldiers were sitting in massive turbolaser gun platforms as hundreds were reloading the ammunition. Jedi were observing and directing the aiming targets of the naval-soldiers, their brown cloaks and armour glowing slightly with the massive expulsions of light from the servos of weaponry. 

The camera zoomed in on a certain Jedi as he directed some soldiers to grab certain special ammunition, a communication relay in his hands. He was brown haired and green-eyed, a beard lightly grown covering rather smooth features. A single scar carried from his right eye and ended over the top of his left eyebrow. 

"Fire pattern Alpha 1, commences in 1 minute. We must finish this volley and then we will invade the enemy ship." His voice was silky smooth and masculine, almost like caramelized butter. Many women started to swoon at his appearance.

"Master Tratharis, why are we invading their ship? Why not just blast'em from here?"

"Because they have stolen Padawans, Corporal. We cannot allow the Sith to convert them or we will lose moral and also lose the fighting force of those Padawans."

Some soldiers were taken aback by the brashness of this Jedi's speech, but they had a job to do and simply continued doing what they were doing, faint glances conveying their unease. Another rounds fired off until a massive screeching noise blared over the entire hanger.

*AWWWOOOOOMMMM* *AWWWOOOOOMMMM* *AWWWOOOOOMMMM* 

The hull near the hanger bays was flayed inwards as the vacuum of space claimed hundreds of soldier's lives. Sirens blared louder until a nearby shield array cordoned off that section of the hanger. Unfortunately, the damage was already done...

*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

A singular pod was lodged into the middle of the ground, on the inside of the shield, protected from the vacuum. Mechanical whirring echoed as all of the Jedi on the floor got up to their feet, the soldiers being slower and scrambling to get weapons when they finally got to their feet.

With a release of air pressure the pod opened, blackness being all that was present past the frame of the door. Several Jedi stepped forwards, Tratharis confidently strutting towards the pod with his lightsaber at his side.

"Come out! Now! You are alone and outnumbered, surrender." 

Silence built suspense as the noise of a small violin screeching softly in the soundtrack drew people deeper into the scene. The entire arena was quiet currently, many on the edge of their seats as eating had ceased almost totally...

"No."

The explosive sound of air being flung at massive speeds resounded as Tratharis was yanked into the entrance of the pod, an orange lightsaber puncturing his stomach and stabbing through his spine. The tip of the lightsaber was all that could be seen, soldiers immediately raising their blasters whilst Jedi entered into multiple different stances. The once Jedi master, now turned corpse, flopped to the ground with a repugnant wet noise.

Lava-like light framed a figure dressed in onyx armour, grey pieces of lightsaber resistant material draped languidly over the top of the black under-suit, cybernetics extending up the neck to the jawline of a truly beautiful woman. Red button graced several elements of the armour, armguards sleek but intimidating that narrowed into black latex gloves. Her eyes glowed a deep orange, her pupils dark ominous voids of redish-yellow. 

No hesitation was shown the second after she revealed herself. Blaster bolts sundered towards her as several Jedi used Force Speed to break the distance as fast as possible. 

There was zero reaction though, her lightsaber hand flicking almost disregardingly. This wasn't any ordinary NPC, nope, this was Freya... Her character in the Sith Empire. Yes, this was a council member at max level and with max understanding of the force...

...

Freya's Perspective...

The Jedi all used their force speed, the soldiers firing at me. Little did they all know that for my live performance they would be dying this day, not that they cared or had sentience to begin with...

A blue bolt advanced on me incredibly quickly, my perspective of time slowing somewhat under the effect of my force powers. I shifted my head to the side and lifted my lightsaber in another direction, deflecting another blaster shot. Said riposted attack was flung into the face of a soldier who was beginning to press on their trigger, melting his face and sending his body flying backwards.

The original attack struck the metal of the pod behind me whilst the rest of the bolts ceased, the Jedi descending upon me. One struck from above, slashing aggressively down towards me, as if he was losing his connection to the light side and abandoning his kindness. The other Jedi was sweeping in from the side, more controlled, concise and targeting... he was going for my hand.

"So this is the Jedi order, is it? To abandon morals in the face of your foe... No wonder Malgus wishes for your entire pathetic existence to be exterminated." My left hand rose and grasped onto the entire body of the leaping Jedi attacking from above, his entire body freezing at my power. The lightsaber in my hand flicked upwards towards the single weak point in the defence of the slashing Jedi, his face filling with dread as the tip of said lightsaber came ever closer to his face due to his own momentum.

In an instant the Twi'lek Jedi who had come sweeping in low was punctured by my lightsaber, the point escaping the back of his skull whilst the Jedi in my force choke started to squirm. His breathing was cutting off and asphyxiation was consuming his life.

"Pathetic. All of you come at me at once, you may have a chance then."

What ensued was a slaughter. Soldiers were maimed and launched onto pointy objects around the room, adorning said room in the smell of blood and crimson pallet. They all hung from these make-shift pikes, the batteries of weaponry coming to a resounding halt, the sith forces barraging down onto the hanger through now fully open shields.

I, well, I was physically squeezing the throat of the last remaining Jedi in the hanger, his bright red Chiss eyes glaring at me in anger and pain. Yes, the hypocrisy of the Jedi... Let's just say i was getting into character.

This was brought short however as the Jedi finally died and the troops landed into the hanger bay, hundreds and thousands of them spreading out and closing off the entire area for the other Sith that were behind them. A general stepped up to me and began speaking as I noticed my system screen showing the cinematic expanding out and showing the destruction of the entire Republic fleet in this solar system, many fleeing. My newly made cinematic was over, now there was just the originals from the MMO.

'I hope I did well here.'

This form was my character form and thus completely different than my actual self... Thought I'd mention it to whoever may be paying attention, or reading this... I shook my head and chuckled, it was a stupid thought, as if someone was watching my life...

'I need more friends.'

I ensured that the screen was changing to the next animatic before leaving, smiling as I watched over one million people celebrate the combat and cinema of my work. Today, I would get enough to get that mystery reward... No doubt.

...

Meanwhile in the Senate of the USA...

"Senator Henry Mason! You are called to voice a motion in the senate!"

The head of the senate shouted out before seating himself in his cushioned chair, a slimy looking man with hooked nose and sweat glistening down his forehead standing up at the call. His deep blue suit ruffled as he wiped his head of sweat, the beady eyes of his scanning the room before picking up the papers of the proposal and walking to a speaking podium nearby.

Settling behind one, he coughed loudly and adjusted the microphone.

"Ahem. Good evening everyone. My proposal today is to launch an investigation into a company called Yggdrasil interactive." He paused and licked his lips before moving on. "They are a new company that has released, wildly, Virtual Reality technology into the open market and is allowing foreigners to access games made with this technology."

Murmurs and disgruntled humming thrummed through the chamber of Government, the cops and federal agents at the sides rolling their eyes secretly at the nature of the senate.

"Beyond this, there are serious health issues that this company could represent and also potential labour problems... They have created a separate world to our own, with the same senses we have here in real life, present there. This is a fundamental threat to our democracy! What if people become addicted, what if foreign countries start buying out our own citizens!? Not to mention the potential legal issues surrounding the state of unconsciousness this game puts its players in!"

The hubbub of politicians increased exponentially as the unconsciousness was a concerning aspect of the entire scenario. Many Democrats started shouting for the company to be shut down, the others arguing that they needed to know more. The Republicans were no better here, as they too were split... The speaking senator grinned slyly whilst facing away from the camera, shifting to a concerned look as his face re-entered camera view.

"Not to mention that these games could be breeding grounds for Anti-Semitism and other extreme points of view! Imagine... We cannot administrate the laws of America in another world, so long as we do not have direct access to this company's software and technology."

"Stop waffling! What do you propose...?" A republican yelled at the speaking senator, the sleaze-balls eyes narrowing in happiness. 

"I suggest the Senate pass a bill to start an inquiry into the company, audit them with the IRS and start using the FBI to the full effect, to gather information and ensure the legality of America is secured!"

Half the room, Republicans and Democrats, roared in approval whilst the other half were still unsure. They didn't know anything about this company as it wasn't listed on the Fortune 500. Not to mention the inclusion of advanced tech caused some trepidation from these members, especially considering the issues of Mutants and other shady organisations.

"We will take it to a vote!" The head of the senate stood once again, a gavel slamming down onto a wooden board as several different public servants stepped in and started to pass around paper ballets. 

The sleazy senator returned to his chair, inwardly gloating at the ease with which he had just earned so much money from Lex Luther whilst also manipulating things so that he doesn't get everything he wants.

'Hehe, he'll have to give me more money now...'

All the room was filled with intense discussion and shifting of pens on papers... Yggdrasil Interactive, a threat? Or an ally? That was the question.

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