5

The youth pondered for a long while, his thoughts whirling from the plot line and how to adjust it to what he needed to do. Though the overview given by his system was a bit bland, the actual process of what needed to be done was given in great detail within his subconscious.

"What is my name?" he finally asked after his expression became more complicated. He really didn't know how to go about his role with such little detail. Even if the appeal of being able to OOC and do as he wished, there needed to still be some kind of set limits, or he wouldn't know what to do at all.

The system was silent for a long moment before sighing. "There really is no information given on the character. We know nothing. Even the appearance wasn't given, so we had to adjust the text to fit it to your own body image. Other wise those near you would take you as an imposter. We weren't sure who knew of the 'original' so fixing it so the character looked like you was the most we could do to prevent any issues." he began.

The youth nodded before tilting his head. "Well, how about you go and learn about this character settings from those within this court yard. Surly it would be impossible for us to continue completely OOC. Some baselines need to be given, and I can't just not have a name." he stated as a matter of fact.

The system hesitated before nodding. Maybe it was because of how much time had passed, but he had a small fear that maybe his family's host really couldn't go out into the worlds without some preset. His soul was to blank, making one feel at a loss. Maybe he should of helped him develop a bit more in the earlier years, so this wouldn't be an issue now....

Unable to do anything but hold some regret, the system faded before heading to find out the needed information to continue the story as the youth just gazed out the window.

His thoughts going over how he should take on the tasks of this world. He truly didn't understand how to go about doing things without a preset. He had finally gotten to the point where he could find himself, yet he still wasn't completely secure in doing so. What if his own self caused unneeded issues?

What more, what if more information that was missed arises and causes him to be exposed as an host? Clearly there hadn't been anything on the Original being crippled, yet now he was...It was something that was found out after joining the world! To many worries filled his heart as he slowly felt himself growing depressed.

He'd have to pretend to be something else again, or he wouldn't feel secure in doing his job...Life truly wasn't fair. He was never given a proper name, just the name of the roles he played...His own personality and likes, dislikes...nothing, just a blank slate.

Sure he held a few ideals about some things from before, but it was only the basics as to help assist him later on. The important markers for how one forms their 'selves' were all locked away. Those were not him, he didn't want their influences.

Why couldn't he have been born like everyone else. Given a life to find himself, before having to go into these worlds? Did his creator hate him? These thoughts were always wondering through his brain, never spoke allowed...He just hoped that one day, he would be truly free. No plot to follow, only a world to be able to grow as one should have grown.