White Online

The World was in an uproar.

The Internet was so busy that it was a miracle that it didn't break. There were several emotions displayed: shock, awe, and distrust.

Many couldn't believe Arthur's words—it seemed unreal. But then, Legacy Carriers came to light, telling about their experiences.

Many had a slight change in physique, some that could be considered supernatural. That gave more credibility to Arthur's words.

Then, people started outraging for not being able to receive Mythical VR Helmet. A rumor surfaced that only the wealthy ones received one.

While the Internet was almost in flames, millions of people tried to use their abilities, but to no avail. They turned their gazes back to White Online, and the importance of the Legacies became explosive.

But still, they mulled over not being able to have Mythical VR Helmets.

The streets of every city were crowded with people rioting and protesting. The wealthy families were under fire, and the pressure of the public was influencing them heavily.

The calm Christmas became the changing point of history.

The Whitelock Residence was silent. They were sitting silently in the living room.

"H-He must be joking, right?" Mariah said with a shaky tone. She could see the shock on everyone's faces.

"No… It's true." Maxwell said and turned to look at his children, 'It has begun… Arthur, I hope you know what you are doing.'

…

While the World was in chaos, Arthur left his office with a relieved look. As he turned around, he saw Emilia running toward him with a shocked look.

"A-Arthur!" She cried out and held her knees as she tried to catch her breath, "Board of Directors are coming here! They are already in the front lounge!"

"Alright… Go home, Emilia." Arthur walked past her, patting her shoulder, "Go spend Christmas with your parents."

"B-But!" Emilia gulped with unwillingness. She knew the Board of Directors would force Arthur out of the company. He basically committed treason for telling the truth to everyone.

"Go," Arthur said calmly and entered the room with thousand monitors.

Emilia bit her lip, "Alright… be careful…" She turned around and left with a few teardrops landing on the floor.

Arthur stopped in the middle of the room with his eyes closed, then he said, "Command 1-578-5."

Beep! Beep!

The screens turned red, and Arthur opened his eyes. His eyes got drawn to the monitors that told him to reconsider before giving the order.

He didn't hesitate as he said, "Commence the Operation."

The screens turned black. Only several seconds later, the whole Legacy Company building trembled alongside the whole White Paradise!

The ground opened in the large snowfield outside the White Paradise, and the snow poured into the hole. Then, hundreds of millions of drones flew out of the underground and straight toward the cloudless sky.

Every drone was carrying a box filled with Mythical VR Helmets. In total, there were over twenty billion helmets!

Inside the room with thousand monitors, Arthur heaved a sigh of relief.

"This shall my present to everyone… Mythical Helmets were always meant to be shared with humanity. It didn't matter was someone poor or rich, every one shall receive at least one."

He pulled out a chair and sat on it.

Arthur closed his eyes and crossed his arms. He began waiting for the appearance of the Board of Directors. He could already hear the sound of foot thumping against the tiled floors.

SLAM!

With no change in his expression, Arthur opened his eyes and saw over a dozen well-dressed men and women running into the room with red faces. They were angry and showed signs of bloodlust.

"Arthur!!!!" An elderly man shouted with rage as he slammed his cane against the floor, "How could you do this?!"

"Arthur, after all we have done for you… you decided to throw everything away?!" A woman in her 50s said with a painful gaze.

"The investors won't let this go… They will kill you!"

"Stop the drones, and tell everyone that it was a prank you created while being drunk. Then, leave the company of your own will, and go hiding. That is the only way you can survive."

Arthur looked at the angry Board of Directors and smiled, "This is my company…"

The Board of Directors looked even angrier and started pointing at him. However, before they could let out another word, Arthur continued.

"Not yours…" He pointed at the elderly man.

"Not yours." He pointed at the middle-aged woman.

"And definitely not yours." Arthur then pointed at the well-dressed middle-aged man, who told him to resign from the company.

"You fool!" They screamed in rage, "You have ruined us all!"

"This is my company!" Arthur screamed and stood up. His aura alone forced the Board of Directors to take a step back.

"This is my company, and I can do whatever I fucking want with my property!" Arthur showed his fist that had suddenly engulfed in a golden flame!

The Board of Directors gulped and said, "You think this will be over? You are dead… The investors won't take this lucky, and you would be lucky if you survived next night, let alone till next year!"

Arthur stretched his hand forward, and a sword with a long hilt and curved blade appeared in his right hand. The golden flame engulfed the entire blade and made the whole room dangerously hot.

The Board of Directors paled and stepped closer to the door, "S-Since when… Since when did you get Legacy and break the chains?"

"I know you all gave a slight edge to your children." Arthur snorted, "You tried to give them Legacy and help to break chains…

"However, only worthy ones shall keep the legacy, and only them can break the chains!

"I am one of them, and I am fucking proud of being part of the true Chosen Ones. The boys, girls, men, and women who break the chains are my true family, and only they are worthy of being part of my Company!"

"None of you are chosen one!" Arthur swung the sword, and the single slash destroyed the tables near him, "I am Mythical Legacy Carrier of Arthur Pendragon!"

"A-A-Arthur… Pendragon…" The Board of Directors felt their legs becoming weak. The players called it the Legendary Legacy, which was also every Knight Player's dream.

Everyone who chose the Knight class wanted to become like Arthur Pendragon and slay Dragons like he once did.

Arthur held the sword in a tight grip, and then he did one single step. That single step teleported him across the room, stopping right before the Board of Directors.

"Dragon's Slayer!" Arthur swung the sword in a wide crescent-shaped arc. The curved blade slashed through the dozens of throats and only left behind a trail of blood.

The Board of Directors stood still with pale faces. Then, the blood gushed out of their throats, and they fell dead.

Arthur snapped his fingers, and the blade disappeared, "Investors and their Assassins can come after me. I am not afraid since my duty to keep White Online safe from any harm was bestowed by the Gods!''