Hvisland: A VR Colony Sim Game

Leva opened her eyes as she lay in the house that had been provided for them. Eric, who was sitting beside her and was nodding off, immediately raised his face.

"Ah, you're awake," Eric spoke while yawning. "How are you?"

"Well, not so great." Leva winced in pain. The bruises on her face had started to fade thanks to her unique ability, but it still looked terrible. "So, I lost, huh?"

Eric raised an eyebrow. "You don't remember what happened? You managed to beat that bastard. And after that, you went on a rampage and brought down a lot of people. It took a lot of effort to stop you. Well, at least they got their reward for enjoying you being harassed like that."

"Really, huh?" Leva rubbed her forehead. "No wonder I feel a little better despite what has happened to me."

"Well, at least it's over." Eric sighed and patted a medium-sized sack nearby. "They've already given us the seeds we asked for, as well as the blueprints for making the loom. I've also learned to make simple traps from the Acornhulls. The kind-hearted people came here and taught me. It turns out that some feel guilty for you, and after hearing I was looking for someone who could set a trap, they came here."

Of course, something like that wouldn't be able to make up for the humiliation that Leva got.

"But, the tournament is still going on, right?" Leva asked again.

"Tomorrow, they will still be waiting for you to come to the semifinals." Eric continued his speech. "But that's none of our business anymore. When you feel up to it, we'll go home."

"No." Leva cut the conversation in a firm tone. "If I don't continue this tournament, it means I have lost completely. I will show them that humiliation is meaningless. And I will repay them by defeating their champion in the arena."

Eric and I stared at the woman's face, which was now full of determination. Leva has a point. My colony really loses when those two go home. And maybe that disgusting incident will continue to be told. However, if Leva can win, then she will look much better. The humiliation part will only be the beginning of the story of an epic awakening.

But Eric shook his head. "Sorry, but I guess we should just go home...."

"Shut up, Eric," I spoke in the ear of my male colonist. "Just follow her request."

The man fell silent and scratched his head, looking confused. "Well, at the very least, wear clothes that cover your body more if you're fighting again."

A bitter laugh escaped Leva's mouth. "I'm going to wear a similar outfit to show that I'm still free to wear whatever I want. This further confirms that the humiliation didn't affect me at all."

I'm not sure that the crazy humiliation in the arena has no effect on this woman. She must be going through some pretty deep trauma and just putting on a tough face.

I have more respect for her because she chose to keep going.

"Moreover, clothes like that give me more freedom to move." Leva closed her eyes. "Now, I'm going to bed to recover myself. You better sleep too, Eric."

Eric had already opened his mouth, perhaps wanting to argue. However, he gulped, and all that came out of his mouth was, "Alright, good night."

The man then shifted and got into the sleeping bag, which was a bit far from Leva's.

"Sorry, but I can't do anything."

I turned towards the familiar female voice. It turns out that Red has entered the house, standing in one corner of the room.

"Can't do anything you say?" I replied with a chest that felt as if it was about to erupt with anger. "You can get your men to save Leva when the referee pretends not to see the surrender sign."

"I can't break this friendship that's being repaired." Red sighed. "Acornhull and Redtooth have always been friends, but there is still tension during Suja's reign. He always tells merchants who come to Acornhull to sell goods at high prices, even though that tribe needs them. And vice versa, if merchants from Acornhull come here, Suja always tells his people to sell things at a high price... Ah, actually, there are many more things like that, but it would be too long to tell."

"I know, at that time, you were getting more and more out of control of Suja." I snorted. "And maybe you could say that the tension wasn't solely your fault. But still, why did you have to humiliate my people like that?"

My tone started to rise.

"One of the higher-ups of Acornhull asked Tosa something to have one of the Redtooth fighters sacrificed to be bullied. Some Redtooths wanted something they would call more spicy entertainment." Red explains after wiping her own face. "Again, this is for the sake of the friendship of the two tribes. I don't want any tension in the higher-ups of Acornhull. However, I also don't want more tension to arise within my own tribe. And then your people came..."

"Enough." My lips trembled violently. "I don't want to hear you anymore."

"It's a common occurrence in my tribe."

I looked the other way, immediately found a brown transparent figure squatting on a table. His appearance is slimmer than Red and I, maybe almost the same posture as that bastard Dex.

"Are you the guardian spirit of Acornhull?" I answered while clenching my fists. "Can you explain what you just said?"

"Well, the humiliation your people experience in that arena also happens in my tribe sometimes, although the level of violence is much lower." The brown figure continued his talk. "That's the reason my people were shouting Boobplex and wedgie at the same time. They knew the moves."

"Why?" I don't understand where this conversation is going.

"Sometimes, I order my people to fulfill their desires. For example, if someone wants to bully others, I will support them to do that. Or they want to steal from other people, or just wants to have sex with the most attractive person in my tribe. And of course, I ask the victims not to fight back."

"What the fuck?" I can't believe my own ears. "What's your purpose in doing such a twisted thing?"

"So that conditions in my tribe remain peaceful." The brown figure jumped off the table. "Sometimes the desires of some people have to be vented so that they don't make a fuss. Look at what happened in this tribe. There was a bloody coup because the residents' desires were suppressed. Even so, I still have limits. I won't let someone is seriously hurt, killing or raping other residents."

"One of your men injured mine!" I snorted.

"Well, it just so happened that today there was an official one-on-one fight. I apologize. I won't intentionally let my men attack your people if nothing happens."

I'm still trying to digest the madness I'm hearing. "Then what about who fell victim to that madnesses in your tribe?

"Well, I made sure the victim didn't retaliate or stir up chaos."

I backed away, shaking my head, and pointing at that figure. "You are insane."

"Don't you want your tribe to remain peaceful?"

I looked at Red and the brown figure in turn, then hissed. "I want to be alone. Can you guys go?"

The existence of these two figures made me want to vomit.

The brown figure shrugged, then used the flight feature to go through the ceiling.

"Again, I'm really sorry." Red bows her head slightly to me then walks past the wall.

I looked at my two sleeping colonists, still unable to understand what I had just heard.

One thing is for sure.. I don't want to deal with that guardian spirit from Acornhull.