Dimension Corridor [1/4] *AU* Law x reader

It has been month since she started the game. And she practically pulled all nighter after all nighter. She wanted to clear it. God, how she wanted to clear that game! The only problem was, to clear it, you had to beat the bosses - who, apparently, were intelligent. Never in the same place, no regular times and you couldn't fight them if they weren't in the mood for a fight at all.

Most player though it was an AI, but she had different thoughts on it. Maybe... just maybe... the bosses itself were players.

The thoughts crossed her mind one day, when she stood in front of that one last boss she needed to kill. And damn, that image of him!





* Flashback*





" Holy shit you're hot...!" she breathed, shocked at his appearance. Her micro, like the game indicated, recorded her words, reproducing them as a speachbubble in-game. She looked up at the huge monster in front of her. It was a demon. But he was seriously eyecandy. Tall but lean, defined muscles, wild jet black hair. Grey eyes, no shirt. He wore blue spotted jeans and black shoes. His body was covered in a lot of heart tattoos, the word 'DEATH' spelled out on his fingers. His sideburns were somewhat impressive. There were two pairs of bat wings on his back, and a surprisingly long tail sprouted from right above the rim of his jeans. Small horns complimented his head. She couldn't stop staring at the monitor in front of her.

Through her headset she heard him snicker, making her blush bright red. Thankfully the game could not reproduce this.

" Well, that's a first, but thank you anyways~" he said, grinning. She gasped, but cleared her throat, making him chuckle again.

" I came here to fight you and clear the game. You are the last boss I have to defeat." she stated.

" Oh yeah, I heard of you~ The bloodthirsty Theresa, a holy knight on end level. But I doubt you will have luck with me. " he sighted.

" Well, try me."

Ten seconds later she threw away her headset in pure anger.

He had killed her with a single attack.





* End of flashback*





" Are you playing the game again, (y/n)?" a gruff voice questioned the tiny girl behind all the technique. In the rather small room, there were more than one computers, at least tree monitors and everything else a hacker like her might need.  Frowning he approached her in her seat. He was one of the few people she knew in real life - she was afraid of the outside world after all.

" Oh jesus fucking christ! That motherfucker did it again!" he heard a female voice shout. He huffed out the smoke of his two cigars, hanging from his lips, and ducked away under the flying magazines she trashed around again. When he finally saw her, she had tears rolling down her cheeks.

" I can't believe he one-hitted me again! How the heck does he DO that ANYWAYS!?" she screamed, pulling of her headset any smashing it down on her desk, breathing hard.

" I can't believe you're still trying to beat that NPC, (y/n)." he sighted. Her head shot up and she glared at him for a moment, until she leaned back and closed her eyes.

" Me neither. It's always the same - I find him in the same spot, we talk, I challenge him, and he just sights and kills me. How am I supposed to beat him? Smokey, you any idea?"

He grunted. " Nope. But we have work to do. We need some information on certain people, and we don't have access." he said.

" And that's where I come in. Right." she sighted, putting her headset back on. When she resurrected she sighted.

" Well then, work has called me. See you next time, Surgeon of Death." she spoke. The Boss just nodded. " Keep up the good work. Maybe next time you will have more luck." he snickered, making her groan.

" Oh shut it! Screw you and your damn attacks! Next time I'll just try talking you to death or something like that!" she huffed, turning of the game. She resumed work quite fast. Being a hacker for the CIS had its ups and downs, but all in all it was fun. I mean, when did you get the chance to hack big corporations, or even the government?

A few minutes later, she had the information Smoker needed. " Fast as always." he nodded in approval. " You will be fine if I leave? Or are you just gonna try and hack the game?" he asked, a little curious. She pouted.  "I don't hack games. Robs me of all the fun." she mumbled. Smoker smirked. " Well, I'll just wait and see how you are later today."





She had changed her settings. She didn't have speechbubbles anymore, her voice war reproduced in game for others to hear. Like this, she could talk to the surgeon easier.

" I came again, Surgeon of Death."

" Yeah, I can see you, you know." he sighted, annoyed. " You came to challenge me again?"
" No... not really. Remember how I said I'd talk you to death?"

He groaned, rolling his eyes. " That could actually work." he said, sitting down.
She copied that, making her character sit down, too." So uh... we need a topic."

" No, YOU need a topic. I'm just gonna listen."

" Ok. So, we still need a topic." she repeated, leaning back in her seat, looking at the white ceiling of her room. She heard him groan and lowly giggled.

" I have a clue where this is gonna end." he said. " And I'm not gonna like it."

" Oh shut it. You're always so grumpy! And a dick! Did someone tell you you're a frickin dick!?"
" No, I guess that's also a first, although I take that as a compliment." he snickered again.

" How come all people take it as a joke when I say such things..!?" she groaned.

" Oh do they now? I have no clue." he said with a straight face. She slightly growled. " Stop that. You were programmed a total asshole!"

" Yeah, I guess I am a dick. But you said that before. It's not very effective, you know. because, I like the way I am."

" Yeah, guessed that already. So, about the topic. Tell me something about yourself."
" I'm an NPC. I don't have something to tell about."

She sighted. " Ok, then I'll tell you about myself."

And she did. About her family, about the way she lived. Her few friends, her job as a hacker, her hobbies. And she told him her real name.

" (y/n) it is..." he hummed. " That's a beautiful name. "

" You actually listened? I had thought you had stopped listening somewhere in the middle." surprise was evident in her voice, and he slightly snickered again. " I'm better at listening than talking." he admitted, making her grin. " Oh? That's good, because I haven't nearly finished telling you about my insignificant life~"

He groaned in defeat. " I'm doomed..."