仮想現実 の小説・ストーリー

So, he didn’t want to risk it. A loud siren rang whenever he pressed the button of a higher magnitude than was meant for him. His mother would then block him from his playtime as a punishment. Little did she know that Zuben did it on purpose. He hated playtimes. He sat on the vair (a chair specially designed to meet friends virtually). He pressed a button and was immediately enveloped by a virtual surrounding. He worked quickly, his hands flowing freely across the virtual keyboard. The envelope raised from the floor by a few centimeters.

One of the girls, Ruby, quickly asked, “What's a virtual world?” Teacher Haggz replied in his normal nonchalance way, “It's a world simulated to resemble ours. The only difference is that, nothing is real there. The pain is real, but none of these actually affect your physical body. In summary, it's similar to what you all experienced in your entrance examinations.” He paused to let this sink in. He then added, “I had to order for these tokens from the headquarters, so you better cherish your opportunities served in silver platters.”

I turned to Jenny. “Beep. Boop.” She grinned at me. “Really? You had to get my hopes up just so you could watch them crash and burn?” “The crash and burn is the best part,” she said. Girls are cruel. “I asked Maurice why you keep doing that, and he said you think this might be some kind of virtual reality game.” “It’s possible.” “I don’t think so. I’ve tried Oculus Rift and I can tell you, it isn’t like this. It’s shit.”

Dante slightly jerked his head, signaling for me to stand beside him. The VR goggles lit up, and he tried to put them on me. I flinched slightly. "You scared?" He reassured me, "You'll get eye strain and feel dizzy, but you'll be fine." He tried again, and this time, I was ready. I was amazed, stretching out my hand to feel the virtual sakura petals falling on me. "Wow, and it's wireless. Wonder how it works down here." "It has its own intranet." Dante turned to Jared. "Jared, the Kannes Tower."

The ground floor was the lobby, the second was Walter Roberts' meeting room, the third was information storage, the fourth was Walter Roberts' research lab, the fifth was the information control room, the sixth was Walter Roberts' recreational center, and the seventh was his living room. "You said this floor is for recreation? But all I see are these strange machines and that huge screen, what's it for? Games?" Liana was led to the building, and when they arrived on the sixth floor, Sam asked. The spacious room had a wall that was equipped with a large electronic screen, and in front of it was an elaborate chair that looked more like a pod. Even Liana couldn't understand what the thing was f

There are headsets on one table and a huge wall screen showing rotating render images of the city from above. I look back at him. “What the hell, Calder? What the actual fuck? Is that virtual reality?” His mouth shifts. “Yes. That tone means you think I’m stupid, right?” “It means I don’t know when you sleep.” I go to the nearest screen and he wakes it. “The very beginning.” A timeline comes up. Early notes. Rough plans. Concept sketches. Folders dated years back. “You’ve been trying to do this for that long?” “Yes.”

I led my guests through gates that recognized my blood and opened with a sound like thunder held in check, into a courtyard where soldiers moved through training exercises that made Riven’s hand find his dagger hilt and Austin’s silver eyes narrow with professional assessment. “VR battle simulations,” I said, gesturing toward a chamber where a squad of soldiers moved through a forest that existed only in crystal projection, their blades cutting through enemies that bled light instead of blood. “Virtual reality. The mind experiences the battle. The body remains safe. The skills transfer without the casualties.” Riven crossed his arms over his chest, his massive frame blocking the light from t

But at the time, the technology just wasn’t there. They could never fully express his true vision. It was only decades later that VR technology had evolved to a point where its immersiveness was at an acceptable level. People could finally interact directly with the virtual world around them, and manipulate it. The technology had finally hit a point where he could actually create the simulation of his dreams. The one he had carried since childhood. And so, he began work on Bellum Aeterna, his magnum opus.

The black wolf replied slowly, “Although this is a virtual world, everything in existence begins in the virtual realm.” As I was still pondering the significance of the black wolf's words, it continued, “Though I am merely a virtual being, I can sense the struggles and confusion within you. I may not know what has happened in your world, but I am here to listen to your story if you wish to share it.” Its words were filled with empathy and concern, making me feel that it was a trustworthy and understanding listener.