A.N: Sorry, this chapter was too big so it will be a two parter, hope you enjoy, feedback welcome.

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"Status Screen."

Status WindowName:MarklAlignment:NeutralLevel:2Class:-Race:FaeryGender:MaleTitles-Fame:0Infamy:0-Health:120 / 120Health Regen:1 / SecMana:200 / 200Mana Regen:1 / SecStamina:200 / 200Stamina Regen:1 / Sec-Strength:10Speed:10Power:10Dexterity:10Intelligence:10Wisdom:10Leadership:10Luck:10-Attack:15-20Defense:25Physical ResistancesSlashing:-Piercing:-Crushing:-Elemental ResistancesFire:-Water:-Wind:-Earth:-Light:-Darkness:-Status Points:5

Markl' stared at the status screen, 'still so weak,' he grimaced, 'might as well distribute my status points, strength for now.'

Status WindowName:MarklAlignment:NeutralLevel:2Class:-Race:FaeryGender:MaleTitles-Fame:0Infamy:0-Health:120 / 120Health Regen:1 / SecMana:200 / 200Mana Regen:1 / SecStamina:200 / 200Stamina Regen:1 / Sec-Strength:15Speed:10Power:10Dexterity:10Intelligence:10Wisdom:10Leadership:10Luck:10-Attack:15-20Defense:25Physical ResistancesSlashing:-Piercing:-Crushing:-Elemental ResistancesFire:-Water:-Wind:-Earth:-Light:-Darkness:-Status Points:0

'This is going to take a while...' Thought Markl as Rani landed on the grass next to him in the open field surrounded by tall and beautiful trees.

"Don't expect too much on the first day," she told him, her green hair and blue dress fluttering in the warm breeze, and showing a smile even warmer.

"Sorry, I can't help it," Markl replied with a sheepish grin, "should we head back?" He asked her, tired from his first fight in this world.

"Aren't you going to pick up the loot?" She asked, knowing that he would have forgotten.

"Ah, yes, of course," he replied, still sporting that goofy grin and red cheeks.

Rani let out her trademark giggle, "when monsters or animals die, the loot drops close by them," she said, "make sure to pick up everything, if it's not helpful,  you can sell it."

"Thank you, I'll remember that." Replied Markl, smiling at the Faery girl.

Markl bent down and examined the loot that the foxes had dropped.

Fox Pelt x3Type:Crafting IngredientDurability:-Quality:CommonCan be made into leather.

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'This could get me at least a few copper,' thought Markl as he put the fox pelts into his inventory.

Fox HeadType:DecorationDurability:15 / 15Quality:UnCommonCan mount it onto a backboard and hang this on a wall.

Effects:

+10 Appeal

'At least 1 silver,' he thought with a smile.

+15 Copper

"Not too bad at all." He said to Rani who smiled in return.

"What did you get?" She asked, hoping that her new friend would get some decent items.

"3 pelts, a head and 15 copper." Was his reply.

They started walking back to the tree line in the direction that they had came from, ready to go back to the charming little Faery village high in the trees.

the tall trees swayed in the wind, their green leaves rustling as the branches were pushed back and forth.

Markl took a deep breath as he looked up into the tree tops, the sweet smell of the forest filled his nose, soothing his mind.

'This all feels so.... Real,' he thought as the earthen smell filled his nose again.

Markl and Rani continued to walk and chat on their way to the small Faery village, it was nothing important, just idle chat so as to not pass the time in silence as they walked through the serene forest.

As they got closer to the village in the trees they could hear merchants announcing their wares, players talking in excited tones as they spoke about quests and items that they had received.

Markl approached the closest merchant and asked, "how much would you give me for 3 fox pelts and a head?"

"The pelts will be 2 copper each and the head will be 3 silvers."

Happy with the offer, Markl sold the items and bought some leather armour, extinguishing his small funds.

Leather JacketType:ArmourDurability:30 / 30Quality:CommonA Leather Jacket that provides little defense.

Effect:

+15 Defense

After he equipped his armour he turned to Rani.

"How do I get a class?" Asked Markl.

"What do you want to be?" Rani asked in turn.

"I don't know." Was the helpful reply.

"Well, you're a lot of help aren't you?" Said Rani as she giggled at the young man.

The playful banter between Markl and Rani continued for a short while longer until it was time for Markl to log out for a while.

"I need to go for a while, will you wait for me?" Asked Markl, hopeful that the cute Faery girl will be here when he returns so that they could have more fun.

Her pretty green eyes widened in surprise at what Markl said, it wasn't very often that a traveller so much as spoke kindly to the natives let alone hoped to spend more time with them.

Her face began to redden, she fumbled with her hands, her wings started to flutter slightly and her eyes were cast downwards at the ground between them.

"y- yes, I'll wait for you." She said in a soft voice, barely audible, whilst still fidgeting.

This time it was Markl' turn to giggle!

"Hmph!" She said as she turned her head to the side, her green hair swaying with the motion, her red cheeks just visible from the side, her straight green hair hiding most of her face from view.

Markl chuckled at her reaction, and feeling the warm rays that broke through the shelter of the tall, green trees one last time, he logged out.

The capsules lid opened up, Ethan rubbed his eyes with his palms, a big grin lit up his face, 'That was fun, very fun.' He thought as he remembered how it felt to fly between the trees and swing a sword with his own two hands.

He sat up in the capsule and stretched his arms and legs before stepping out and closing the lid behind him.

Ethan' room was rather bare, all he had was his bed, his capsule, a bedside table with a lamp and an alarm clock as well as a small cupboard for his clothes, the way he saw it was, 'if you don't need it, don't have it.' and although the capsule isn't essentially necessary, Ethan was convinced that if he didn't have an escape, a place where he didn't need to worry about all of the everyday troubles, he would go insane.

Ethan looked at his alarm clock.

6:27 PM

'Half an hour until work,' he groaned as he thought about all the customers he would have to deal with, although, it wasn't the number of the customers that got to him, but their attitude, Ethan worked as a waiter at a high class gourmet restaurant called "Provenance," all the customers tended to be rich, arrogant, impatient  and, to say the least, just plain insulting. The rich that dined in Provenance just loved to push around their weight and treat everyone as trash.

'But, it could be worse,' he thought as he walked towards his bedroom door, 'I could be the chef.' Ethan smiled at his thought as he pictured some fat, pompous, rich prick sending back their rare steak, because, and I quote, "It's undercooked."

Ethan hated people who acted like they knew it all.

He turned the door handle and made his way to the shower, closing the door behind him, he walked down the hall until he reached the last room on his left, he opened the door and entered, closing it behind him.

Ethan stripped down to nothing and turned on the shower, exhaling slowly as the warm water washed away his anxiety, Ethan loved showers.

All of his muscles relaxed as the water caressed them, soothing the strain that the long days of working had placed on them.

The steam hugged him tightly as the droplets of water fell, it was warm and calming, like the embrace of a loving mother, that's why Ethan always loved showers;

when his mother first died, he would sit at the bottom of the shower, revelling in its soothing warmth and pretending it was all a bad dream.

Although Ethan was no longer in denial of his mothers death, he still felt comforted by the warmth and cherished every moment of it, as if it was a gift just for him.

"Is the summer salad a vegetarian dish?" The middle-aged woman asked in a disdainful tone, a tone that lacked any respect for the man in front of her.

The middle-aged woman, a self proclaimed "Lady," was, in everyone else' eyes, a morbidly obese monstrosity, her chins were dripping beads of sweat down her unsightly cleavage, thankfully her dress, skilfully sewn with lovely dark crimson silk, left more than enough to the imagination; her beady toad eyes darting around the restaurant, staring at everything and everyone in disgust.

'How unsightly,' thought Ethan, as he used every ounce of his willpower not to vomit on the beached whale.

"Yes ma'am, the summer salad is a vegetarian dish." He replied, his facial muscles burning from maintaining the forced smile he has worn for the past three years of his working life.

The obese whale toad laughed shrilly as he answered her question.

"People of your stature must refer to me as, 'Lady.'" She said, not even trying to hold back her arrogant tone.

Ethan did not like that.

"Will it just be the summer salad?" He asked in a calm voice that did not match the raging inferno of anger burning inside of him.

"Yes, that will be all, I'm watching my weight, you see." She replied in a prideful tone.

'With your weight it would be hard to miss.' He thought, smiling genuinely for the first time since he started work that night.

"I shall return as soon as your order is ready." He said, now leaving the toad woman' territory and retreating to the safety of the kitchen.

"Order up!" He said, in a louder voice than usual.

"Yup." Replied the chef as he slaved over a frying pan, re-cooking a steak for some arrogant rich kid, trying to impress a girl.