“Millie, get behind the tree! Now!” I shouted to Millie, as my wolves and goblins held off the oncoming troll.

“You said it wouldn’t be dangerous! Liar!” She shouted back, as she hid behind a tree.

“Well! Obviously, I didn’t think a fucking troll would somehow sneak up on us!” I replied, as I pulled out my sword and stabbed the troll in the foot, as my goblins distracted it with their daggers, sticks and makeshift spears.

“ROAR!!!” the trolls roar shook the ground. Stunning us, using that moment of defenselessness against us, it killed several goblins before we could move again.

“Die you son of a bitch!” I shouted as I grabbed on the dead goblins daggers and threw it into the trolls eyeball, causing it to scream in pain, using it to my advantage, I cut the trolls left hand off and stabbed it in the knee.

“ROOOAR!!!” the troll roared at me in anger, and punched me… right into the direction of a tree.

“Agh!” I screamed as I hit the tree.

My health was extremely low, I could barely see the red bar.

“...This is the end… isn’t it?” I asked myself, as I watched my beasts hold off the troll for as long as they could.

“No… it’s not, I’m not giving up! Conjure Familiar! Conjure Familiar! Conjure Familiar! Bound Dagger!” I shouted in rage until a screen appeared before me.

EXP GAINED: CONJURATION LEVEL: 20

LEVEL UP: LEVEL 5

I suddenly felt a lot better… as if I wasn’t hit in the first place!

“Alright! That’s it! Round two motherfucker!” I shouted as I ran up to the troll, threw my bound dagger into its other eye, grabbed my sword and stabbed it in the right foot repeatedly, until it lost its balance, using it to their advantage, my pets bit, scratched, stabbed and pummeled the troll to death.

“Hahaha! We won! Haha!” I shouted, in joy.

“...Grant?” Millie said my name, which caused me to turn to her… only to see… Millie holding a pistol!

“Millie, what the hell? Why do you have a gun?” I asked, surprised.

“I… don’t know… I had a message appear before me, saying I got the… call of duty system… what’s call of duty?” she asked.

“It’s a game… wait, why don’t you have the Skyrim system?… that’s weird… maybe, every person who gets enough… experience to level up gets a different system…” I said.

“System… is that right?” I asked the system.

Yes, that is correct, the systems are chosen either randomly, or when you have a certain love for that series.

“Okay… thanks, system… now, what do I do with the troll’s corpse? I can’t resurrect it…” I said to myself.

You could always “loot” it.

“Loot it?” I asked, confused.

You can loot anything you have killed, which allows you to get weapons, money, armor, skill books or miscellaneous items.

“And... you didn’t tell me about this… why?” I asked.

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You simply never asked.

“Fuck you!” I shouted to the blue screen in my head.

“What’s wrong Grant?” Millie asked, confused.

“...My system told me I could… loot stuff for money, weapons, armor, skill books and other shit! After over a fucking week on the island! I could’ve used this for so much more!” I shouted, angrily.

“Isn’t that… good?” Millie asked.

“Yeah! It is good! But! I didn’t know about this for a whole fucking week! I was wondering how I could get money! I could’ve been so much more powerful than right now!” I replied, angrily.

“Oh… yeah, that would suck…” Millie agreed.

“Well… anyways… loot!” I said as I looked directly at the corpse of the troll, and suddenly a sword, a shield, a helmet and several golden coins, dozens of silver coins and hundreds of copper coins dropped from the sky.

“Whoa!” Millie was simply amazed.

“I know… wow… that’s cool, well… I’m grabbing the coins and everything else… why don’t you loot the rabbits you killed earlier?” I asked.

“Oh right! Loot!” Millie said, as several different pistols, a knife and a bunch of copper coins, along with ammo fell from the sky.

“Awesome!” I said.

“Wait a second… system, what happens if you’re inside and you loot?” I asked.

The loot simply goes through the roof.

“Okay, thanks system” I said.

“What’d it say?” Millie asked, curiously.

“It just goes through the roof…” I replied.

“...System, how much money do I have now?” I asked.

100 gold, 9 silver, 9 copper.

“Wait, why do I only have 9 of the other coins?” I asked the system.

You cannot have more than 9 silver or copper because every 10 silver becomes a gold and every 10 copper becomes a silver but, gold stacks indefinitely.

“That’s… weird” I said.

It may be weird, but it’s how our creator designed it, either way, it’s efficient.

“Good point… wait, you were created!?” I asked.

There isn’t anything that hasn’t been created, even our creator was made by some higher power.

“Okay… anyways, can I buy some stuff?” I ask.

Of course sir, which category would you like to choose:

Weapons

Apparel

Shields

Spells

Skills

Bloodlines

Ingredients

Miscellaneous items

NPCs

Mods

“Let’s see… NPCs” I said, curious.

Certainly sir, which gender would you like?:

Male

Female

Random

“...Random?” I said.

Certainly, sir, Male has been chosen. Which race do you want the NPC to be?:

Altmer (High Elf)

Bosmer (Wood Elf)

Dunmer (Dark Elf)

Orsimer (Orc)

Nord

Redguard

Imperial

Breton

Argonian

Khajiit

Random

“Fuck it, random again!” I said, simply bored.

Certainly, sir, Imperial has been chosen, which role would you like this NPC to play?:

Warrior

Mage

Rogue

Merchant

Random

“Fuck it, I need a frontliner, warrior!” I said.

Your new NPC has been made, as your first NPC is free, you do not have to pay the 100 gold for the new life, now you should give this new creation of yours a name, what shall his name be?

“Farengar” I said.

Farenger, Imperial, Male, Warrior. Is what you want?

“Yes” I said.

NPC has been created and is now being formed.

As the I read the system's words, a man's feet appeared before me, and slowly turned into a pair of legs, then a body which sprouted arms and finally a head.

“My lord!” the Imperial Farengar began to kneel towards me.

I made sure to cover Millie’s eyes because he was completely naked.

“System, give me a pair of clothes! Now! I don’t care about the cost, just give it to me!” I said.

Done, 1 silver has been taken out of your money. And has been placed on the NPC Farengar.

“Good!” I said as I saw Farengar wearing a pair of generic clothes, no longer with his “sword” hanging out.

I took my hand off of Millie’s eyes, allowing her to see Farengar… who I must admit looks like the typical ikeman.

Perfect face, perfect body, perfect teeth, perfect hair… I kind of hate my creation…

“My lord, what would you like me to do?” Ikema- Farengar asked, as he was still kneeling.

“I would like you to follow us back to our home, for now… where we can get you suited up and ready for battle” I said, as I got onto Roger’s back along with Millie and we went east, to the cave.

“Yes, sir!” Farengar said, as he hopped onto one of the surviving wolves backs and rode alongside us the whole way.

‘Damn it! I was hoping he’d have to run after us!’ I thought

We rode back to the camp.