I felt tired, heavy. I didn't want to get up and go to work once more, but the sun never lies unfortunately, so I get up with a pounding headache due to my lack of sleep.
Reaching out for my phone to check if I have any missed calls from last night, I dully notice that the bed is strangely hard today, and that the table where my phone usually is... is not there?
My eyes shot open, and are immediately assaulted by the evil and vile sunlight. Hissing, I rub them for a full minute in order to get them nice and clear.
When I open them again, my jaws threaten to fall off. The only world to describe my surrounding would be: ruins. Stoney, old, decaying and stinky ruins.
Although I cannot claim to be a genius, nor an intelligent guy for that, I don't think I'm the oblivious type. Recalling what happened last night, I cannot help but have a couple question marks floating around my head.
I was playing as usual in my favourite game, Realms of Gods, and had just completed a mission. You know, the usual go-kill-this-guy mission. When I killed said guy, he dropped an item called
It's description said that it would change the user's world, so I thought it would give me an extremely high-level mission. Henceforth, I immediately activated since I had nothing to do.
That's as far as my memories go unfortunately. I do slightly recall hearing a voice, but I can't remember what it said nor how it sounded like.
Standing up, I walk around the room searching for a door of some kind. At least that's what I try to do, but I accidentally fall back down due to an extra weight.
Turning around, I notice a black, snake-like furry thing. Panicking, I try to shake it off, but the thing doesn't go away.
After a minute of trying to do so, I finally realize that the cause of my fears is not actually doing me any pain. I carefully try to reach it, but it moved out of the way, insisting on staying behind me. Frowning, I once again try to reach it, only to miss again.
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Thus began a game of cat-and-mouse. Only when I accidentally smashed into an already-broken mirror, I could only stare with wide-eyes at my own reflection whilst brutally beating myself into a pulp in my mind for my stupidity.
In an instant, all the thoughts, doubts and speculations I had in my mind came together to form a complete sentence. I was transported!
There is a clear difference between dreams and reality, and this is clearly reality. No matter how much I looked at it from all angles possible, the figure reflected in front of me is clearly a girl with cat ears and tail.
Then, another point clicked in my head. The world-changing token didn't actually mean that it would change worlds as in, actual worlds? Not just change the world, but bring you in another one? That's bullshit. Such deep, brown and smelly shit that a bull can't even make.
Taking in deep breaths, I slowly take off my pants. Yup. No penis there, but a vagina is clearly there instead.
"What was the saying? Ah, yes. If you were to change into a girl, the first thing you should do is give your boss a good time for a promotion." I say outloud, trying to calm my turbolent mind.
To say that I'm angry at the sex change would be a lie. I always was always one of those guys who played as girls in games, but it still is disturbing. Not to mention, becoming a catgirl?
After taking off my clothes and inspecting them, I inspected every nook and cranny of my body, no exceptions made. Long red hair? Check. Black cat-ears and tails? Check. Average height? Check. Green eyes? Check.
Yup. It didn't take me long to figure out that this was exactly the body of my avatar in that game. I wasn't really sure what to feel to be honest, should I be happy, sad or angry?
In a way, I was rather sad considering I probably changed worlds, which means I left behind my friends, but I also feel somewhat happy at having been freed from that workaholic society.
I was the only sibling and my parents had died when I was around 20, so at least they wouldn't miss me. Even then, maybe I'm just a carbon copy of myself? Like I inherited my memories from the former me but he's still alive? That's disturbing in it's own way.
Biting my lower lips, I put back on my clothes, which I don't remember ever wearing. Silently chanting out
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Name: Sara Festin
Age: 19 (Will not change)
Race: Beastmen (Catkin Subrace)
Levels: 100 Assassin, 100 puppeteer, 100 Blood Priest, 100 String Warrior, 100 Martial Artist
Titles: Champion of the Bloody String
Strenght 4200, Endurance 8500, Dexterity 11000, Intelligence 3000, Wisdom 3000
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As expected, this was 100% his, or her now, game stats. She was one of the very few people out there who had the time and money to grind all 5 classes and even obtained an ultimate skill.
Feeling somewhat relieved that s/he still had her cheat stats, s/he continued on her search for an exit.