Wade Watts (Parzival) x Male Reader

Title: Game On

You log into the OASIS, the familiar hum of connection wrapping around you as the vivid, neon-lit landscape of Ludus springs to life. Your avatar stands tall, the virtual sun gleaming off your custom armor—a sleek and dangerous blend of dark chrome and neon-red highlights pulsing faintly at the edges. Around you, players dart to and fro, engaging in trades, launching into quests, or boasting of their exploits.

Today feels routine—another challenge-filled day in the OASIS where you thrive on the thrill of competition. But as you scan the crowd, something—or rather, someone—catches your attention.

Parzival. The infamous Gunter and living legend of the OASIS stands casually by a glowing terminal, his signature blue and white armor making him impossible to miss. It isn’t every day you stumble upon someone like him in such a low-key location. His avatar turns, and you lock eyes—or visors, rather. A spark of curiosity passes between you, even across the digital interface.

“Hey,” he greets, his voice smooth and confident through your headset. “You new around here? Don’t think I’ve seen your avatar before.”

You smirk, stepping closer. Your avatar’s stance radiates confidence, arms crossed as you take him in. “New? Hardly. Just been busy running solo, carving my way to the top.”

Parzival raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your boldness. “Solo, huh? Impressive. And judging by your gear, you’ve been doing more than carving—you’ve been killing it.”

His words are more than flattery; they’re the acknowledgment of someone who recognizes skill. Your custom armor and weapons aren’t for decoration. Every glowing sigil etched into your gear is a badge of hard-earned victories.

“You don’t survive long out here without earning your stripes,” you reply smoothly. “Guess that makes you one of the exceptions.”

Parzival laughs, the sound genuine and infectious. “Alright, I’ll give you that. You’re sharp. Wanna prove how sharp? There’s a new dungeon that just unlocked. Perfect for a two-player run—if you think you can keep up.”

Your smirk widens. “The real question is if you can keep up with me.”

Into the Dungeon

Minutes later, you and Parzival find yourselves deep in the dungeon, a shadowy maze filled with traps, hordes of AI-controlled enemies, and glowing runes etched into its walls. The air crackles with energy, the kind that makes you feel alive—even if it’s all virtual.

You move with precision and confidence, disarming traps with fluid motions and slicing through enemies like a whirlwind. Your avatar’s agility and your sharp commands make it clear you aren’t just a skilled player—you’re a force of nature.

“Damn,” Parzival mutters as you single-handedly dismantle a group of armored drones. “You make this look easy.”

You glance over your shoulder as your avatar twirls its glowing blade before sheathing it. “It’s not about looking easy. It’s about being better than the game itself.”

He chuckles. “Well, I’ll give you this—you’ve got style.”

“Try to keep up, Parzival,” you tease, moving ahead to scout the next section.

The deeper you go, the tougher the challenges become. You and Parzival work in sync, his strategic mind complementing your raw, unrelenting skill. He cracks a joke here and there, and you shoot back a quick-witted retort, the banter coming naturally.

Facing the Final Boss

Finally, you both enter the final chamber. A massive AI-controlled demon towers over you, its molten eyes glowing as it roars a challenge. Without hesitation, you step forward.

“I’ll take point,” you say, already analyzing the monster’s movements. “Stick to ranged attacks and watch for openings.”

Parzival doesn’t argue. “Yes, sir,” he replies with a smirk.

The battle is fierce, the demon’s attacks relentless, but you remain calm and focused. You bark out orders when necessary, coordinating with Parzival to exploit the boss’s weaknesses. Every dodge, parry, and strike is executed with lethal precision.

As the demon lunges, you sidestep gracefully, your avatar delivering a series of rapid strikes that sap the beast’s strength. Parzival maintains his distance, launching calculated ranged attacks that further weaken the foe. You sense the adrenaline coursing through you, every fiber attuned to the fight.

When the moment comes, you launch a perfectly timed finishing strike. Your avatar leaps into the air, the glowing blade in your hand gleaming ominously as it connects with the demon’s core. The beast lets out a final, guttural roar before disintegrating into code, leaving behind a pile of rare loot.

Mutual Respect

Parzival turns to you, his avatar’s stance almost reverent. “Okay, I’m officially impressed. Most people struggle just to survive in here, but you? You crushed it.”

You lean casually against a pillar, inspecting the loot. “Told you. I don’t play; I win.”

He shakes his head, chuckling. “I believe it. We make a great team, though. Think we should make this a regular thing?”

You meet his gaze, your avatar’s visor reflecting his. “Maybe. If you can keep up, Parzival.”

The use of his name makes him pause. “Wait, you know who I am?”

You give a short laugh. “Everyone knows who you are. You’ve got the whole OASIS buzzing about Halliday’s Easter egg. But me? I’m the guy who doesn’t chase legends—I make my own.”

For a moment, Wade is silent, his expression unreadable. Then he grins, leaning slightly closer. “I like your style. What should I call you?”

You give him your name, watching as he repeats it with a nod. “Alright, it’s official. Next time, I’m the one picking the dungeon. Let’s see if I can give you a challenge.”

“Game on,” you say with a grin, your avatar saluting before logging out.

A Legendary Partnership

As the virtual world fades around you, you feel a surge of satisfaction. Wade stands there, a small grin still on his face. He has a feeling this isn’t just the start of a partnership—it’s the start of something legendary.

You log out, the real world rushing back in, but the connection remains. Your mind buzzes with the possibilities of teaming up with Parzival, combining your unstoppable prowess with his strategic genius. Together, you could take on anything the OASIS throws your way.

Later that evening, you sit back in your chair, reflecting on the day. Your avatar’s achievements are already turning heads in Ludus, whispers of your skills spreading faster than ever. The rare loot you and Parzival acquired is already being studied by other top players, eager to understand how you managed to conquer the dungeon so effortlessly.

Your phone buzzes with notifications—friends congratulating you, curious about your new alliance. But you’re already planning your next move, envisioning the challenges ahead. The OASIS is vast, filled with untapped potential and undiscovered secrets, and you’re ready to seize every opportunity.

As you prepare for your next login, you can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation. Teaming up with Parzival isn’t just a personal achievement; it’s a statement to the entire OASIS community. You’re not just another player—you’re a game-changer, a legend in the making.

With a final glance at your customized armor in the reflection of your monitor, you smile. The game is on, and you’re more than ready to dominate every level, every dungeon, every challenge that comes your way.

First one shot of 2025! Hope you all like it.