“What the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Frantically feeling around in the area my car used to be, I hear my voice echo unnaturally around me.

/// DIRECT LINK FOUND. STATUS INDICATES DISTRESS. SUPPLYING COUNTER. \\\

As the voice booms around me again I fall face first, flat on the ground. Hearing and feeling my nose break, as I become intimately aware of the ground.

“Son of ah-”

My words are cut off as a strange cold sensation makes its way down my spine. The pain I feel in my face immediately subsides. Reaching up to my nose I find that it is no longer broken. A wave of relief, and confusion, washes over me.

“Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello?” I try again.

/// LIFE SIGNS CONFIRMED. SCAN WILL COMMENCE MOMENTARILY. \\\

Sitting up, I look at my surroundings to see if anything has changed; or at least where the source of that damned voice is coming from. Nothing meets my vision as I scan the emptiness.

/// FINAL SCANS COMPLETE. TIER 1 SOUL DETECTED \\\

“Tier 1? Well that’s a little hurtful, hurtful, hurtful.”

The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

/// TRANSFERRING SOUL TO APPROPRIATE REALM. \\\

/// STARTING TRANSFER IN 5… 4… 3… 2… \\\

“Ok now wait a minute, minute, minute, minute!”

/// TRANSFER COMPLETE. \\\

My mouth fills with a familiar sour taste as globules of light fill my vision. White, black, blue, red, green, the colorful orbs flutter around my vision as everything I see stretches to a point impossibly far away. My ears ring as my body lurches towards the point my vision is stretching towards.

/// STATS DISCOVERED. \\\

STRENGTH: 9 (+1 FOR PREVIOUS OCCUPATION)

LIFEFORCE: 9 (+1 FOR PREVIOUS OCCUPATION)

AGILITY: 8 (NO BONUSES FOUND)

LOGIC: 8 (NO BONUSES FOUND)

SPIRIT: 8 (NO BONUSES FOUND)

SOUL: 10 (+2 FOR BASE PERSONALITY)

LUCK: 7 (-1 FOR Ũ̷͇N̵̨͗K̶̥͋̕N̴̜̋͗Ǫ̴̈́̓W̷͖͠N̸͔͓̋͘)

/// ATTRIBUTES DISCOVERED. \\\

HEALTH POINTS: 9/9

ENERGY POINTS: 2/2

STAMINA POINTS: 18/18

/// CHARACTER ELEMENTS DISCOVERED. \\\

CLASS: OUTSIDER (Ũ̷͇N̵̨͗K̶̥͋̕N̴̜̋͗Ǫ̴̈́̓W̷͖͠N̸͔͓̋͘)

OCCUPATIONS: TEAMSTER (+1 TO STR / LF)

The text scrolls across my vision as I am catapulted forwards. Spittle flies out of my mouth as the globules of color seemingly fling themselves behind me. A pinprick of light appears in the distance, growing larger by the second. I can’t help but scream in terror at the absurdity of the situation. Then, just as suddenly as it all began, the now large light subsumes me and I found myself standing in the middle of a wooded clearing.