Ready Player One

Ready Player One? These mundane words f́lash across your screen as you enter the viѓtual world of the OASIS. The synthetїc landscape bėgiήs to take form around you as you come to where you were last time you were on this đevice. Five years ago the maker of this sanctuary of humanity passed away saying that all his fortune would be left to whoever would find three and open three gates of copper, jade, and crystal were opened with keys born of the same material. For every key and gate you got the higher you would rise up the scoreboard so, people got to work attempting to secure the keys alone or in groups these people were known as Gunters or egg hunters. For the past five years nobody had found anything the hype surrounding the competition went way down after nobody could find it. You were not one of the people who had lost hope and just left the competition, no, you are staying with it until you know you are right. you are searching through a digital recreation of the founders hometown of Middletown when you find a small T.V. remote labeled Zenith you scrutinize the remote when your heart drops down there are small orange markings on the controller. You try and read them wondering if they correlate to the competition when you hear a small ping, someone had risen up the scoreboard, their name, Parzival.