Chapter 2: Establishment of Characters

Darkness, endless darkness. No thought, no hope. I remained motionless in this boundless darkness, the only thing I could perceive was the faint consciousness that reminded me that I still existed. It was as if time had stopped here, too, and everything was unchanging and eternal.

Even in this emotionless state, a deep sadness and loneliness still occasionally struck my last consciousness. As time went on, my consciousness came back a little, and I began to be able to recall some fragments and think simply. I remembered the battle in the Temple of the Demons, and realized that I had fallen under the spirit of the demon King. It could be something in the game that triggers a punishment mechanism that prevents me from logging off or dying.

However, my consciousness is still not fully restored, and complex thinking is still out of reach for me. The darkness seemed to consume everything, including my strength and my will.

In this loneliness and waiting, time seems to lose its meaning. I don't know how long it's been, only that my hope is long gone, and now my only wish is to be free, that this darkness is just a long nightmare.

Finally, out of the darkness, a gray light appeared. I stared at the light, and I felt a power I hadn't felt in a long time. Gradually, my consciousness could move, and I drifted slowly toward the glow.

On reaching the source of the light, I saw that it was a small hole in a black wall. I move lightly with my mind, and my whole consciousness flies out through the little hole...

Long lost light and color came into view. I was reflected in a temple, and in the center of the temple stood an angel in a white robe, smiling at me.

In the face of this great transition from boundless darkness to a world full of myths, I have been unable to express my emotions. Even though there was only one angel in front of me, I was almost moved to tears because I had never realized how afraid I was of being alone.

The angel smiled and said, "Hello, dear player, welcome to the Fantastic Journey." Are you buying genuine software?"

It took me at least an hour to calm down. I don't know what happened, maybe it was from an endless sleep into a dream? Since I became a professional gamer, I've had countless images of games in my dreams. But this time it seemed so real, like it wasn't a dream.

Try as I might, I couldn't wake up from this dream. It's a weird feeling. Am I really in a game? But I don't even remember playing it. Am I suffering from the legendary "amnesia"? Tentatively, I said to the angel, "I want to quit the game."

The angel nodded and in an instant I was back in the darkness. I was stunned. Why? I quit the game and instead of going back to my home, I went back to this dark space, still unable to move.

I once again followed the light back to the former temple. Looking at the angel in front of me, I could not judge my situation and was filled with deep fear. This is a dream from which I cannot wake up. Why is this?

In desperation, I nodded to the angel: "I want to enter the game to see." The angel waved his hand, and in front of me appeared a huge parchment book: "Game Protocol."

Well, that's a nuisance, but I never look at these kinds of agreements. However, as I was signing the agreement, my eye caught the following line: "The game company has no obligation to compensate the player for mental damage caused by the game."

A thought flashed through my mind: "I am afraid I am such a spiritual victim, even their own consciousness can not be completely controlled, want to wake up can not wake up."

After signing the agreement, the angel asked me to pick a name, and without hesitation I replied, "Chris!" "Name success. Let's do a physiological analysis of the player..."

Without the tingling sensation of being scanned in the past, this is a dream, but this dream is too real. After the scan, the angel listed a table: "Chris, this is an initial set of attributes based on your physical condition."

I glanced at it and smiled. This is really a dream, my body has been scanned countless times in virtual reality games, and it is always so good. Take a look at this scan:

MP1 (minimum) - Player Mana.

Power 1 (minimum) - Affects the player's physical attack, physical defense, weight, etc.

Health 1 (minimum) - Affects the player's physical defense, magic defense, virus defense, health recovery, etc.

Agility 1 (minimum) - affects movement, hit rate, dodge, etc.

Spirit 1 (minimum) - Affects the player's magic attack, Magic defense, Magic speed, return blue, etc.

Five senses Sensitivity 1 (lowest) - affects the player's ability to feel and react in the game.

Physiological Cost 1 (minimum) - Determines the amount of time a player can spend online per day. The lower the cost, the longer the player can spend online.

Explosive Power 1 (minimum) - Determines the bonus and probability of a player's explosive and critical attacks.

Other properties are hidden.

Magic Resistance: Electrical resistance 20%, dark resistance 30%, the rest 0.

This is so funny, it seems that because I used to play the game too well, there is a subconscious self-masochistic tendency, which will set myself in such an extreme role in the dream. There's no way any living person could have such low attributes.

The angel thought for a moment and then said, "Because your total value of attributes is too low, you are judged to be the highest level of disability or an infant, in line with the game's 'care for the weak' regulations, do you accept the game grant points?"

I laughed and said, "I want to try myself how to play this garbage attribute, without funding!"

The angel froze for a moment: "Are you sure? So, under the alternative proposal of the regulations, Player Chris is designated as' special growth ', do you accept it?"

I smiled, I didn't think I could make so many strange things in a dream, is this really a dream? It's so weird.

I chose to accept it this time. The angel asked me to choose a class, but when he waved his hand, there was no sign of a combat class or a life class.

The angel stayed for a full five minutes and finally said, "Since you have no attribute above 2, there is no suitable profession." The program has thoughtfully reconfigured the career system to temporarily add new career 'apprentices' who can learn skills in all classes up to the intermediate level."

Hey, full-time, this is what I've always dreamed of playing games. It's getting fun. It's funny how this program can "think." More and more interesting, and now I'm beginning to wish I didn't wake up so soon.

The angel then said, "Now, based on the player's DNA, iris and fingerprint data, enter the player's reality archive..."

A minute later, I saw a form:

• Chris, born in 2000, is 55

• Family: Both parents are dead, unmarried, no other immediate relatives, can not set relatives in the game

• Education: Bachelor degree, set understanding of 8

• IQ: 350, creativity is set to 10 Max

• Social rating: Average, set player attractiveness in the game to 5

• Honor record: None, the initial reputation in the game is 0

• Medical history: severe cold at 5 years old, pneumonia at 10 years old, vegetative due to nerve damage at 25 years old, the probability of disease occurrence in the game is 7 in 10,000 (high)

• Economic status: Bank account XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX, deposit 0, currently no occupational income and non-occupational income, receive the national welfare fund, judged as the poorest class, randomly allocated to the poorest village in the game, the initial game coin 5 copper coins

It was as if my brain had been struck by a bolt of lightning, and as I gawked at the form in front of me, I felt blank and had no idea what was going on. In my sluggish state, the system limited time, automatic confirmation, simulation of the player's appearance is over. There was a white light, and I was transported to the game world.