As the tumbling of space subsided, I found myself in a white plain of nothingness.

"Wasn't there a less painful way to do that?" I asked, rubbing my head.

"If you resisted less, it would've been a smoother ride." Her arms were crossed and she was pouting. She looked like a child.

"Alright, I'm drawing a blank, what happened. Where am I, what is this place, etcetera. If you don't tell me, I'm not going to do what you ask." Her eyes widen.

"No no no! I'll explain." Correction to earlier statement. She IS a child. "The name of the world I am pulling you into is called Terratros. It's the name of the world that you used to play your game on. They are named the same because I gave the idea for the entire game to the developers, but they really did a great job with balancing. Almost EVERYTHING is viable on that game. Like a tamer healer and a magic architect and... I'm getting carried away. Anyways, it's not quite the same on Terratros. Nobody wants to be a tamer! I put so much work in to make it really cool when you get good but nobody can make it past the first pet. That's why I'm making the best tamer there, a tamer here. And that happened to be you." I am speechless. All that work to make a tamer? Is she bored? I guess an all-powerful goddess would get bored when nothing comes up.

"Oh and one more thing," she adds. "I want you to teach other people! You're a professor, you can do that much, right?" I suddenly remember the dream from a month ago. My eyes go wide.

"HELL NO! I remember you. You promised me fun and adventure. Do you know how many times I died in the beginning? You will screw me over!"

"You'll be fine! Just use what you learned." She gives me a mischievous smile before I feel myself falling. Goodbye, cruel goddess. Hello, cruel world!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh..." I close my eyes before the ground gets close. I don't want to look. I've been falling for a really long time. Five minutes, six?

My eyes shoot open and I am facing the floor. They snap close again. Fear rolls over me. I opened at the wrong time... I'm still alive? I open my eyes again and see I haven't moved from my floating spot. Not dead. My hand slowly reaches out to touch the floor. I need to position myself upri-

As soon as I touched the floor, whatever was holding me up disappeared. I was now on solid ground again. THANK GOD! Wait a second, I know the goddess. Screw you!

I get up and dust myself off, cleaning myself best as I could. My clothes changed to something citizens would wear in Domain. She really gave the devs all of the details. Lots of pockets. Guess that would be my inventory then? I only have the starter clothes on me, with no items as far as I can tell. I don't even know what skills I am supposed to have, or is that not a feature of this world?

Whoops, sorry. Forgot to give this to you.

The goddess? A screen that I recognize floats down.

Name: Professor Hearth Level: 0 Class: Tamer HP: 59/60 Stats MP: 110/110 Str: 8 Con: 6 Agi: 7 Int: 41 Wis: 12 Cha: 17

Name: Professor Hearth. Funny. Level 0 means I have yet to pass the tutorial. The fact that I actually have stats is surprising to me. To know where one's strength lies is never a bad thing, but for it to be summed up numerically is always a bad idea with living things. 41 intelligence points? Must be because of college.

Only you have this window. I just estimated. It's to help you get along with this world.

Get out of my head, damn you!

I wave away the screen. My stats suck. The normal for non-adventurers is 10, meaning I'm physically weaker than a normal person. Intelligence and wisdom are useless for survival in the beginning, since the only thing they affect are your magic skills, which I have none of. Charisma is the only skill that's helpfully high right now, since I am a tamer. Hopefully I can get a hold of something to tame.

This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

A flash of white light blinds me for a moment. When I open my eyes again, I see the beginner slime. It looks sickly and small. The slime's core, basically the brain, is chipped and the slime around it is droopy. I am supposed to tame it and become an adventurer before I can reach level 1.

I walk over and pretend to like it. I don't want to pet it because of the corrosive properties of a slime, but it jiggles a bit seeing me smile.

You have tamed a pet!

Oh good, I didn't have to do anything stupid. The slime rolls around my feet and I pick it up. Tamed pets can't hurt the master unless commanded to.

Now that I have my first slime, I just have to beat something else into submission... And find a town. I'll probably die if I don't.

"Can you point me in the direction of a town?" I ask the sky. She's up there, right?

Go towards the sun. Walk for about a mile.

A mile towards the sun. That would be east as of now? A mile east then. I wonder what I can tame along the way? I remember in the game the second thing I tamed was a goblin, but I had a party back then. I'll need to look for a party later.

I walk the entire way there. Damn, I'm fat. I'll need to exercise more now that I need stamina to survive.

"Halt." Oh look. A very generic pair of guards. I wonder if they'll ask for identifica- fuck. I don't have any way to prove who I am. "Identification." Called it.

"I don't have one. Can I get one inside?" The one who gave the commands looked over to the other. Then that guard looked at me and raised his eyebrow. I have to play this right.

"I used to be an adventurer... I think. I was beat up pretty bad. Can't remember who I am and all of my stuff was stolen. The only thing I have is this slime." I show him my new pet. Haven't named him yet. Maybe Blobby?

They looked at me with pity, but not because of my story. Because of the slime. They probably figured I couldn't hurt anybody with it and let me pass, then told me to head to the adventurer's guild where I would get a new I.D.. I could even become an adventurer if I wanted to.

Wow, the adventurer guild building is fancy. Like a mix of Greek and Roman architecture with a few modern touches. Intricately carved wood adorned the outer pillars and door frame, fountains filled with sparkling water that sprayed across the sides and green, leafy hedges which filled the gaps between the sidewalk and the building. It looked very expensive. The inside was just as breath taking as the outside. Marble flooring, two of them, actually. A second floor with a balcony that overlooked the first loomed like it was for the upper class, or in this case, the upper adventurers, made it even better. The receptionist smiled at me, forcing me to acknowledge her. A quick, awkward walk got me close enough to speak comfortably.

"I'm here to pick up my new I.D. and become an adventurer." I smiled, trying to look natural. I can tell it didn't work by the way she looked at me.

"What is the name you want on your card? I heard you can't remember it."

"James Hearth. I want to be a tamer." The people around me immediately paused in their tracks. The silence spread as everybody else understood something was wrong.

"A tamer?"

"Poor lad lost his memory and wants to be a tamer."

"He already started. Can't change him from his path now."

People are talking about me rather loudly. How many people know my story already?

"A... Tamer... Alright then. Here is your identification card. Congratulations on becoming an adventurer. You have to start from rank one. You can only accept rank one quests until you complete three of that respective quest, then you can try for a rank two quest. If you succeed, you become a rank two adventurer and so on, until rank ten. If you fail the rank two quest then you must complete three quests a second time. I wish you luck."

You have leveled up!

Great. Tutorial completed.