Chapter 1: Eruption
[This chapter was rewritten but still preserved all the story plot.]
[This chapter was rewritten a second time but still preserved all the story plot.]
[Edited by (included all revision): Arthur300000, ArchmageNaoki, Deathbricks, Queen and Bunny]
Pain. An intense headache was all I could feel when I woke up. I couldn’t remember what I did last night, but because of the pain everything had become a nonsensical mess.
Once the torture had lessened, I noticed that I was screaming. Despite being hoarse, my voice was clearly high pitched. I stopped screaming and a sudden wave of nausea assaulted me. I vomited, hard. Hearing my alien voice and seeing my tiny hands… Uh? Tiny hands? That’s weird… I believe my hands should be a lot bigger. I flexed my hand to test them out, but all I could conclude was that hands had become… pretty. Too pretty.
In my moment of confusion, that nonsensical mess in my head began to click together. It then slowly stitched itself together into knowledge from a game called Skyrim. The strangest thing is, right now, for some reason, I knew how to cast spells. Yup, I felt certain that I could shoot a fireball, but before I turned into an eighth grade syndrome patient, let’s review what I know.
Skyrim was a popular open world action role-playing video game that released many years ago. However, it had a charm that kept me playing. The game had no class restriction so you could literally do anything. For example, I could wear a set of heavy armor while casting fireballs at an unsuspecting bad guy and then switch to a war hammer to bash his head open.
Moreover, it feels like I could also use dragon shouts, an unique skill in the game. It was the skill which players could start to learn by discovering words of power which were scattered across the world. Then slay dragons to absorb their souls and use those to unlock each of the words of power by understanding the meaning of those inscriptions.
After I had contemplated my new knowledge for a bit, it looked like all the skills and perks which were available to the player were also installed in my head. Sadly, it was limited to the original game and the official downloadable content. Well, I had not installed any of those OP mods anyway. I'm addicted to the feeling of avoiding death by a hairbreadth, so I installed only official downloadable content, 18+, cosmetics, and a difficulty increasing mod. In my opinion, those OP mods made the game dull and boring.
However, the limit of my newfound knowledge was just that. I only knew how to use it but I didn't know any basic theory behind any of it whatsoever. It’s just old me knowing how to use those skills. The experience in the game was just me clicking a mouse and keyboard, not like I’m experience a life as a thane of whiterun or anything.
So, if my guess was correct, right now, I am my game character named Kuro. I gave her the name “Kuro” because she has the same black hair and green eyes like my cat that died a few years ago. It’s the appearance which had cost me blood, sweat, tears and other bodily fluids I wouldn't want to mention to adjust her looks to perfection.
Yes, I’m a guy who plays female characters. The reason behind it is simple. I don’t want to see a dude's ass the whole time I play Skyrim. A girl's ass looks a lot better. Even though the default is first person view, Skyrim is better to play in third person perspective. Staring at a man’s ass for 1000+ hours would’ve been bad for my mental health.
Anyways, let’s check the most important thing first. It was more important than even magic or the dragon shout. Right! I have to confirm that first! I clumsily remove all my armor, every piece of it. Underneath it I found a pair of mountains protruding from my chest, and I was quite sure that they weren’t muscles. Down there is a bit more disturbing though. My thing has completely disappeared! I know it’s small, but turning from small to nothing was a soul crushing turn of events.
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The vomit that was still stuck in my mouth felt gross. I realized that I didn't even have an item menu, so I opened the backpack that was lying beside me. However, when I opened it everything inside was just exploded out like a fountain and scattered everywhere. Some potion bottles just broke right here and there. Hmm, everything in my inventory was stored inside this bag, huh? Sadly, it seemed the bag had become an ordinary one after that explosion. I tried to put my sword back to the backpack, but the blade just pierced through it and left a gaping hole in the bottom.... I've destroyed it.
I continued to look for water, but I found only wine and Black-Briar Mead that was still intact. It's better than nothing, I think. I pulled the wine cork out with my teeth and drank some of its content. The bitterness of it made me cough... This body is too sensitive.
I wipe away my tears and look around. The world through my new eyes looks more lively and vibrant. And if I concentrate on one spot, my vision zooms in and let me clearly observe distant objects. The acrid odor of my vomit were still assaulting my nose, but at the same time, I could also smell damp earth and moss around me. My ears were even more sensitive, and I could hear bugs flying around the bushes and the sound of a police siren far away.
Huh? Police siren? Strange, If I’m in my Skyrim character, why is there a police siren here? The game setting should be in the pre-technological era. So with the police siren sound, that means I’m not in Skyrim. I re-check my body again. Big boobs check, petite body check, silky long black hair check, female private parts check. Yes, I confirmed that, right now, I'm a female that appears to be my game character named Kuro. After a look at my breast size, I'm feeling quite regretful that I made them this big. Well, at the time it was just a game. However, now that they have become a part of me, they are too big... but soft.
What the hell did I do last night? ...Let’s see. The last thing I remember was that I ate expired instant noodles. Yes, contrary to what most people believe instant noodles have an expiry date. I ate it because at the time I had nothing else to eat.
The reason why I was starving was simple: I lived alone despite being 30 years old. After I was 15 years old, I didn’t feel like I belonged with my family anymore. Everyone in that family called me a useless son. I was never able to excel in anything, not academics, sports, or music. No matter how hard I tried, I only got mediocre results. I don’t know if it was my manners, aura, or my looks, but everywhere I went, people would prefer to stay away from me, not from fear but disgust.
One day, I couldn’t tolerate the looks of disgust from my family anymore, and I ran away from home. Then I shut myself in a rented room and smooched from my family account for 15 years. However, recently they stopped transferring money into that account. The expired instant noodles that I ate yesterday was the last package I had left.
Enough of those depressing subjects. If I got reincarnated or transported to another world without getting hit by a truck like other novels, then I should consider myself lucky. Yeah, thank you expired instant noodles. However, the problem is, where am I? Skyrim shouldn't have police sirens. Or did I just get a new body and I’m still on my world somewhere?
Nevermind, The most important thing is, right now, I am in the body of a girl. And you know the first sensible thing an ordinary virgin middle-aged man would do when he finds himself in a healthy girl's body? Of course, they experiment. They ... experiment with their new body parts. I said it twice because it’s important. If anybody does otherwise, they need to have their sanity checked. No, not checked, they definitely need treatment. Maybe I should look for a safe place first. However, I wasn’t sure if this was a dream or not, and if I delayed for too long, I might wake up from this beautiful dream and miss my chance. If I delayed and woke up, missing my chance, I would hate myself forever! Well, without further ado, let's begin...
“Ah AH AH!” After few minutes of a naughty play with myself, I started to moan in a high pitched crystal clear voice that only aroused me more. The current situation might be a dream, but the reality level is too high. Something big is coming. I started feeling a tingling sensation pulsating throughout my body.
“Mama! What is she doing?” “Don’t look John!” Was the last thing I heard before my vision went blurry, and all my muscles began to tighten. Then I began to quiver starting from my upper thigh. It felt like a volcano erupting down there. Before my consciousness left me, all I felt was weightlessness.