Bonifacius stood at the airport, he was wearing a red sweater and brown trousers, while his face resembled the virtual Bonifacius, his body was a lot scrawnier, he was wearing a pair of glasses.
The loud speakers came in with a "Flight number 1-12, shit-country to this-country has landed."
"Oh, that's Bromy." though Bonifacius as he stood around with a large cardboard rectangle with the words "Bromy."
About thirty minutes later Bonifacius saw a tanned man walk out if the arrivals section of the building, he had long hair and even longer bangs, he was wearing a long, brown coat and a fedora, below it he was wearing a Hawaiian shirt... not that Bromy lived in Hawaii.
Behind him, he dragged a large briefcase.
"Bony!" He exclaimed as he rushed over to Bonifacius, they were no more than five or six years apart age-wise, but Bromy looked a lot younger.
"Bromy!" Bonifacius replied extending a hand towards him.
They shook hands and started making their way outside.
"Man, it's been ages since I've been to this unspecified country!" Bromy said excitedly.
"I know, right." Bonifacius laughed.
"And it's so weird hearing you talk like a normal person."
"I think it'd be weird for me to talk in old-English in real life... though I do slip up occasionally."
Bromy raised an eyebrow.
"Slip-up?"
Bonifacius' cheeks turned red as he elaborated on his "slip-up".
"You see, I was at the shop the other day, and when the woman behind the till asked me if I want to pay with cash or card I replied:"
"I Shall pay thee in gold!"
"She was most disappointed when I paid in cash..." He added.
Bromy burst out laughing.
"Man, I can practically imagine her face, the poor woman thought she stumbled upon a leprechaun!"
Bromy reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, he took one out and lit it.
"I guess dog-meat is giving us a lift?" he asked.
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"Yeah, I see you're still smoking?"
Bromy let out a sigh, "Are you going to lecture a doctor on smoking?"
Bonifacius laughed, "I suppose not."
When they reached the multi-level parking area they saw the blue pick-up truck.
"Frozen food n' drinks delivery!"
The van had five seats including the drivers', as well as a large amount of space in the back.
"Yo! Dog-meat!" Bromy called out seeing Pedecree through the rolled-down window.
Pedecree looked like your stereotypical lumberjack, though a bit fatter.
He had a massive, bushy beard with grey hairs sticking out.
"Bromy! You here to massacre any small animals?" he asked opening the door and stepping out to shake his hand.
"No, not right now, I AM READY FOR A ROAD-TRIP!"
Bonifacius smiled "It's weird to have Bromy so excited!"
"I always wished to drive around the world y'know, by the time I see all of one place, I could go to the next!" he exclaimed.
"Why didn't you?" asked Bonifacius.
"Gas prices," replied Bromy plainly.
"Understandable." Both Bonifacius and Pedecree agreed.
"Anyway, where to now?!" Bromy asked.
"Right, Foxly wanted us to pick him up not too far from here, actually," Bonifacius replied reaching into his pocket for a map which he looked at for about twenty seconds before Pedecree took it from his hand and rotated it by one-eighty degrees, meanwhile Bromy tossed his luggage in the back of the truck.
"Right, we'll get there in twenty minutes," Pedecree replied.
As soon as Bromy finished smoking they got into the car, Bonifacius let Bromy sit in the front seat since he was so excited about the scenery.
"So, just to make sure... you two are telling me I'm going to -" Pedecree was cut-off by Bromy.
"Become a real-life wolfman, yes."
The look on Pedecree's face turned grim.
"And there's nothing we can do about it?" he asked.
"Not according to Lorb." Bonifacius chimed in.
"But how can we be sure?" Pedecree asked.
"You can't be sure, but it'll happen anyway." exclaimed a voice from Bonifacius' pocket.
"That's a weird ringtone..." Bromy commented.
"Tis not my ringtone..." he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, Lorb's in-game model was there, sitting on his phone's screen sipping tea.
"What are you doing on his phone!?" Both Pedecree and Bromy demanded.
"I didn't want to be excluded! I'm a fan favourite!"
"Like hell you are!" Bromy said before letting out a sigh.
"Well, you heard the man behind the game, no way out."
"Yup." Lorb chimed in.
"Why would you come up with a system like that!?" Bonifacius asked.
"Are you telling me you wouldn't want to be the virtual you?" Lorb asked.
"Well... I mean both 'me's have their own ups and downs... "
"I FOR ONE ENJOY NOT BEING A FURRY," Pedecree exclaimed.
"Eww, don't make this weird, wolf-people, not neckbeards in costumes."
"Besides, you're not going to be stuck as your virtual self here forever!" he exclaimed.
"Really?" Pedecree asked keeping his eyes on the road.
"Sure, your very existence will be shifted to the other world," he explained.
"Hey, hey, isn't this too late to make this story an isekai?" Bromy asked.
"Slow down there buckaroo, you're breaking the fourth wall outside of the game, that's not allowed." Lorb scolded Bromy.
Bromy lifted his arms in defeat "Alright, alright, sorry."
The people in the vehicle fell silent for a while before Pedecree spoke up.
"So... when we get to the other world... do we keep our levels and stats?" Pedecree asked.
"Nope, nothing except your race and classes remain," Lorb explained.
"So a total restart?" Bromy asked.
"Mm-hmm."
"...the constant dread aside... I'm kind of looking forward to it." Bromy said resulting in a long silence.
"I guess... it's not like I'd be leaving anybody in this world..." Bonifacius replied scratching his chin.
"Well... I still wish I was asked!" Pedecree sighed.
"It was in the EULA agrement," Lorb replied.
"...IT WAS?!" Pedecree demanded.
"Yeah, point number 92: By clicking agree you hereby consent to being used in a potential isekai plot."
Pedegree let out an irritated sigh.
"I thought that was a joke..." he replied.
"Oh, no, the EULA was one-hundred percent serious."
"...wasn't point 52: We hereby forfeit any right to an afterlife?"
"Oh, don't worry about it, that was just a formality." Lorb laughed.
The rest of the ride to Foxly's place was completely silent.