Chapter 1- The Beginning

I couldn’t believe it. All of them were gone. The electronics, my board games, even the games I had made myself were gone. My mom wasn’t home so I just ransacked the house for them. They were no where.

I had lost it all. I lost my girlfriend, my games, and worst of all I didn’t have anybody to talk to because none of my family was home. I decided to make a new game, one that no one had ever thought of, a game which was so ingenious that it was sure to be duplicated so it could be sold. At that moment my TV came on and I saw the movie Jumanji and it gave me an idea. It was if someone wanted me to make the game.

My idea was that of Jumangi, horrible luck happening, but I had to make it different, I had to make it my own. I thought, “What if, instead of chances of destruction, you knew it was going to happen? What if everyday was living hell, and every evening was heaven on earth?” Well this idea was very real to me and it gave me inspiration, because just that morning had been heaven, and this afternoon was hell. But I didn’t want a game of chance; I wanted a game of skill, of brain, and of courage. It would not be a board game, but a virtual reality game, in which minutes are seconds, and hours are minutes.
There would be 12 hours a day. Instead of the normal 24 hours because people didn’t have all the time in the world to spend playing this game, back then.

I started to work out the rules after I got the idea down. There would be 2 people, the slave and the master. The master’s job was to destroy the slave; to make sure he never won the prize of becoming the new master. The slave would have to avoid the traps set by the master, and everything the master had. The master had complete control over everything. The weather, the environment, and of course the insects that were the base of the game, the ravors. The ravors were winged insects that would eat anything. But I figured that the ravors were to strong and needed a way to be handled, and I decided that just because they could eat through anything, doesn’t mean it’s instant. I decided that depending on the element they ate, determined the rate at which it was eaten. Wood for example would take only a few seconds, where as steel would take minutes, or even hours depending on how thick it was and how many ravors were eating. The master would have complete control over them, and they did what he said. The master would be able to bring the slave back to life if the slave died. This way the game keeps going, but he runs the risk of losing his throne.

The slave’s job was to dethrone the master and make him the slave. The way he did this was to either capture the seat on which the master sat, and to capture the communication device that made it able for him to call the ravors, or to control the weather. His other option was to kill him, but this was so complicated that most people couldn’t do it. You would have to be able to out muscle, him, and beat him with the ravors swarming you and eating you alive.

The end of the game is when either the master or the slave dies. If the master dies then he cannot come back, even with the new master’s power, because he was not a master when the old master died. If the slave dies then the master has the choice of bringing him back to life, but if he chooses not to then the game is over. At the end of the game you would add up your score of ramds. Ramds are the accomplishment points you get for surviving. Everyday if you were the slave you would get that many points for that day. Live through day 1 get 1 point, day 2 you get 2 points, and so on. However, slaves also got points for every impressive thing they do to stay alive. For example, if someone hides all day, then he gets no points. However if he runs all day, then he gets 6 points. One point for every hour he runs. In order to automatically end the game, the slave has to get 5,000 ramds.

The time of the game was different too. Every 30 minutes was an hour, so that the game would go faster.

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