A screen looms over my head. It just hung there suspended in mid-air. Gravity seemed inconsequential to it. It read as follows...
<Welcome Player 1. You have been selected to be a part of System...>
<Please build your character...>
<Name: Y/N L/N>
<You may choose your species...>
<Human>
<Alf [Elf]>
<Uruk [Orc]>
<Dwarf>
<Dragonian [Draconic-human]>
<Tiefling [Low-Level Demon]>
<Choose your Gender>
<Male>
<Female>
<Rating: F->
<Title: Monster-Slayer, [Hidden]>
<Level: 1/10>
<Experience: 0/100>
<You have 15 experience points>
<Strength: STR>
<Endurance: END>
<Agility: AGL>
<Speed: SPD>
<Luck: LCK>
<Charisma: CHR>
<Intellect: INT>
<Skill: SKL>
<Defence: DEF>
<[Hidden]: [Hidden]>
<Class: It will be assigned accordingly at a later date>
"Wha-"
I cut myself off as a silky smooth voice rang out throughout the void that seemed to swallow everything. "What the fuck is going on?"
YOU ARE READING
Scripture 3: Game Over: System Loading
FanfictionWhen you see a hovering screen, what would your reaction be? Would you try and interact? Or would you ignore it? What if the game has started and you don't know how to play? Try as you might it will get harder to level up... But you already know th...
