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[color=blue]“Get back in the closet where you belong ******!”[/color] Skyler exclaimed as he shoved Danny into the janitors closet. Then laughed as he locked the door behind him.

Danny turned around and banged on the door. [color=pink]“This isn’t funny Skyler! Let me out!”[/color] Of course, no matter how loudly he knocked on the door, there was no response. Of course not. This happened almost every week with him. Whatever, eventually the janitor would get him out. In the meantime, at least he still had his phone. 

Rift Warriors V was trending all over social media. He eventually found the livestream, and Danny  sighed. His favorite video game was coming to an end, and their were only 5 copies of it being made. He knew he didn’t have a snowballs chance in Hell of getting one. Every streamer would be all over it, what chance did a nobody like him have?

Eventually the janitor found him and let him out of the closet. Even though this happened every week, Danny didn’t dare report it. Bad things happened when you snitch.

When the school day ended, Danny rushed home to play Rift Warriors IX. His parents were working and he had a few hours to himself. Even though he knew those copies of Rift Warriors X would go to popular streamers, there was no harm in trying.

Danny played the game religiously for months. The hype was palpable. It was all anyone was talking about in the Video Game community. Much to Danny’s surprise, he managed to place among the top 5 and score a copy.

When the package with the game finally arrived, tore open the box, scanned the letter (who was he going to tell? He didn’t even tell anyone he played.) and placed the cartridge in the console. After watching the intro screen, he pulled up the fighter selection. Only one character was available, The Spartan. That wasn’t a huge problem. He mained The Spartan during the competition, and really any time he played the game. It had nothing to do with how good of a fighter the character was. He wanted to be a manly buff man, everything he wasn’t in real life. Still, it was a new game, and he at least experiment with someone else…

The screen glowed blindingly white. When Danny regained his senses, he was standing in The Hall of the Messenger. As if that weren’t strange enough, there was a conveniently placed reflective surface nearby. Instead of seeing his own reflection looking back at him, he saw the muscular build of The Spartan. [color=pink]“OH MY GOD! I HAVE ABS NOW!”[/color] Danny exclaimed as he started flexing and posing. Was this a dream? Was this a hallucination? Was this something else entirely? Danny didn’t know, nor care at the moment. He was busy admiring his new body.