The dim light of his computer screen was the only glow in the small, cluttered room. Outside, rain tapped softly against the window, contrasting with the rapid clatter of keys. Fifteen-year-old Wonder Storm sat hunched forward, eyes locked on the sprawling empire-building game before him.
Tonight wasn't just another play session. The final mission was within reach — a test of strategy, timing, and will. His castle was level 30, his army fully upgraded with deadly Tier V troops. Every move counted.
"This is it," he whispered. "One last push."
He issued commands — troop movements, siege tactics, air strikes. The enemy's forces faltered under his calculated assault. Victory was near.
Suddenly, the screen glitched. The interface fragmented into swirling code and light. The air hummed with unnatural energy.
A deep, calm voice echoed:
Administrator: Congratulations, Supreme Commander. You have proven yourself worthy.
Wonder Storm froze.
Administrator: You have been summoned to the Realms Beyond. Your Military System is active. Infinite points granted.
A holographic interface appeared, displaying menus, unit stats, and a glowing counter:
Military Points: ∞
Before Wonder Storm could react, a bright pulse engulfed him. When it faded, he stood on a hill overlooking a vast, strange land. His wrist displayed the same interface.
Administrator: I am the Administrator, your guide and the architect of this world's military systems.
Wonder Storm: Where am I?
Administrator: The Realms Beyond — a living world where your strategy shapes destiny. You were chosen for your tactical brilliance.
Wonder Storm: Why me?
Administrator: Your mind and will to lead set you apart. This world needs a Supreme Commander like you.
Wonder Storm: What happens now?
Administrator: Command your empire. Use your Military Points to build, upgrade, and conquer. But remember, nothing is free — every choice has weight.
Wonder Storm: What's the catch?
Administrator: Infinite points, yes, but the world demands discipline, cunning, and sacrifice. Your leadership determines survival.
Wonder Storm: Tell me about this world. Is it full of zombies?
Administrator: No zombies. Elyndra holds diverse factions: mage-kings, technocrats, rebels — all vying for power.
Wonder Storm: What's my mission?
Administrator: Stabilize your empire, expand influence, counter rivals, unlock ancient powers, and manage resources wisely.
Wonder Storm: I understand. Thank you for this opportunity.
Administrator: Your journey begins now. The fate of Elyndra lies in your hands.
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The interface hummed softly. Wonder Storm took a deep breath.
Administrator: Welcome, Supreme Commander. Your Military System is active, infinite points granted—lead wisely, and the fate of Elyndra is yours to command.