(Jack's Pov)

"Top of the mornin' to ya, laddies! My name is jacksepticeye, and today we are playing a game I got named: Demon Hunter. I got it from backing the game on kickstarter, and they sent me the Demo. So let's light up this bitch!!" I yelled as I loaded the game.

A breathtaking detailed background appeared with the tile Demon Hunter in cool font. It was an 8-bit style game and would get more realistic in later up dates. "Well the start screen looks fucking awesome! Ok let's click start. Ooooo I can design my character!?! Yes! Ok now let's see *reads into*

Hello Hero,
You have traveled far and wide to help us get rid of the demons infesting the world that we call home. Use your (weapon) of holy might to vanquish them. Talk to villagers for side quests, for gold or ExP.

Happy Hunting,

The King.

Ok seems pretty straight forward. Let's see if we can kill all these demon bastards!" I yelled enthusiastically. My little guy ran from house to house. "Die Demon Dicks!" I yelled more that a few times. "(Weapon) to the face!!" I laughed. "Love how the AI's just say the most random things that don't even go with just happened like I just killed a demon goat next to Susan and she says: the picture next to my bed is me and my best friend Gretchen. Like what the fuck Susan! The goat would've chew ya like a tin can steak!" I sassed.

I was about End the video when a girl named (y/n) in the game acted weird. "Guys is it me or did (y/n) nod when I said this was a great game," I said a little creeped out. "Hero Jackaboy. I can hear you. Your kinda loud," the text appeared. "What the hell!" I yelled. "Are you alright? Did I scare you??," the text appeared again. "Scared me!? Yeah! I never new this was part of the game. This is super cool!" I was so excited. "Game?" She replied. "Yeah, doing you know that," I said confused.

"No, I knew I wasn't going crazy. You see...I think I'm  trapped," she texted. "Trapped!?!?" I yelled. "No one here talks to me. Only a player I guess. Yet it's a different one every time and usually they hear me say one sentence then run out of my house. They shatter all my vases and raid my treasure chest," she texted. "The bastards. I'll talk to you," I said joyfully. "But what about the demons," she texted. "Ah the demon shits can wait," I smiled. "Thank you," she texted. "So tell me about you," I smiled. "Well my name is (y/n), I've been here since I can remember what about you Jackaboy," she texted. "Call me Jack. You seem nice. I wish I could hear your voice. Not that my female voices aren't top notch," I laughed. "Yes its surprisingly good. You are the nicest player I've ever met," she responded. "Really," I smiled. "Yeah, the last nice person that played the game was a player by the name of Markimoo. Yet he finished it quickly and returned the game. He said he'd wait for the finished copy," she texted. "Haha Mark," I laughed, "you're funny," she texted. "Thanks I like you (y/n)," I smiled. "I like you too," she texted. "Well be the best of friends," I cheered. "Well until the game ends," she texted.

"It's a game after all. It's not over till I reach the end right," I smiled real wide. "Well not really. Players only have a week in game time. The sun and moon reflect your world. The end is not finished," the text appeared and my smile faded. "And I'm afraid I don't have much time. With every day I get weaker. Soon I'm afraid I'll disappear," the text appeared slower. "No please Stay," I sighed.