[ Chapter XVI: "Miles Morales." ]
[ Volume I: "Game Entertainment System." ]
An horde of hungry looking grey skinned fellas looks at the only living person in the hallway they're in, "O-oh no." at the cauccasian kid holding an pistol and flashlight, as the flashlight lights, bright, and blinds them for a bit.
Enraging them as they groan, wail, and stump their feet on the ground as they madly, and crazily bump, hit, and instantly runs to the boy who've just interrupted them feasting causing them to chase after him, and make him their new dinner. "Nope."
The headphone wearing boy dressed in casual attire told himself as he quickly, and loudly slam the door close. "Ye-yeah, not today." the kid triumphantly told himself, as an rotting hand breaks through the wooden door, and reach out for him.
"Shit..." Pause, pause, pause. You've probably are wondering who this handsome, charismatic, wonderful, cutie right here. Yeah, well, let me tell you the Story of how I've ended up here.
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[12:04] [December 2, 2023 AD]
[Apartment Complex, New York City, Marvel Universe.]
"Aye, aye Unc! It's me Miles!" Miles Morales. One of the many, and possible future Spider-Man existing in this Universe is currently knocking repeatedly, and loudly on his Uncle's apartment door. "You've got to see this!"
He pulls out his phone. Broken screen, yes, but that isn't the important thing here, the important thing here is that one app that he've recently just downloaded.
An app that has an icon of an bright red sphere with an light blue light covering it's outer parts, and having an ring in the same color. And with the word [ UTOPIA ] boldly writen in the middle of it.
All the knocking Miles caused, caused someone from another apartment to look out, "Oh, good morning Mr. Gilmore." Mr. Gilmore the owner, and caretaker of this apartment complex, an sweet old gentleman that everyone in Brooklyn respects.
"Good afternoon Miles," Hearing that Miles looks at his phone screen and sees the time, realizing that it is indeed afternoon. "O-oh, afternoon Mr. Gilmore."
Hearing that Mr. Gilmore showed his famous warm grandfatherly smile and threw Miles something, "It's your Unc's spare, gave it to me, you can have it." an key, silver in color as Miles catches it using his free hand as he looks at it carefully not soon after.
"O-oh, thanks." Miles instinctively said as he looks up, and not seeing Mr. Gilmore anymore, with his door being closed.
The guy's weird, but he makes it up by being kind, and always being their when someone needs help, and he'll always help that's why people respects him so much. He's more of on like an God or something like that.
So Miles shrugs his shoulder and put the key he's holding into the door's knob, fitting in nicely, and snuggly as he twists the key, hearing an "click" as the wooden door of his Uncle's apartment opens. "Sweeet."
Miles pockets the key, and fully opens the door. As he jumps right in, running pass his Uncle's many, many, and I say many art paintings decorated and placed on the hallway leading to his living room, i.e his bed, his work station, gaming station, and everything in between.
As Miles sees his uncle, Aaron Davis sleeping on one messy, messy couch with an laptop being open placed on the table in front of him. "Yoooo, Unc?"
Miles attentions quickly drifts from his Unc, to the open'd laptop that is placed on the table. Approaching it in curiosity, as he silently sits down beside his sleeping uncle.
As he places his phone face down at the wooden table, right beside the laptop which is nearing it's end, only having 16% of battery left.
But that wasn't Miles was focused on about, "Woah." he's focused on one app, an app installed in his Unc's many, many games and applications which looks similar to the app he've just downloaded earlier.
As he pulls up his phone, opening it via fingerprint as he compare the app he'd just downloaded, and to the app that his Unc downloaded. "As shi- shoot, he've got in before me."
With no difference to show, except the app having an name in the laptop [ UTOPIA ], which told Miles everything. The story of why he's Unc wasn't answering his phone, and the reason why he hadn't been at the promise spot that they'll go to.
Miles had to paint alone, almost got bitten by an Spider as well, but he killed it, thankfully before it bit him. The Spider was crazy big, even having designs on it's back, looking neon and everything.
But after a few minutes, or possibly hours of waiting and many miss calls later he'd just went home, depressed, sad, and just planned to paint for another day.
Miles looks at his uncle's sleepiness face, and then back at his phone, thinking if he should go inside the game like his uncle.
He've heard about the mystical apl they're calling [ UTOPIA ], one click in that app and you can enter heaven, an place where the blind, the mute, and people with disabilities being able to function as normal.
At first he've thought it was an joke, an prank, but the more and more he've seen the advertisements that hijacked every billboard, every thing connected to digital.
And how the news talks about it, he wanted to chug it up as an joke. But when he's father, and mother who boths doesn't like video-games entered the place they've called UTOPIA.
Then shi- shoot he needed to try that game, vr experience. But before he tried it, he first went to his Unc's apartment, of course seeing advertisement, people sleeping in benches, at the floor, in the street, and people discussing about this game thing.
The more Miles became convinced, especially when he've watched that stream of some girl, inside the game, videoing some sort of man dressed like an dark lord or something claiming to be "God" and talking about the real God God.
He and millions, billions of people were caught in dilemma. But, now, seeing his uncle entering that game thing fuels him to try it.
So he did, as he clicks the app on his phone. Causing him to feel drowsy, sleepy, as he's body slowly lost it's strength, as he takes a nap right beside his uncle, sleeping in the exact same position with his head rested in the pillow behind him.
Miles Morales slowly began to travel to Laa Laa Land as the UTOPIA Dimension gains another inhabitant, another Player.