The room was white—endlessly, overwhelmingly white. No shadows, no seams, no corners to mark where one surface ended and another began. It wasn’t vast, nor was it small; it was simply there, as though space itself had been stripped of meaning. The only thing that made the emptiness bearable was her.

She stood at the center of it all, hands clasped neatly behind her back. She was tall, poised, deliberate in her stillness. Green light pulsed beneath her pale skin, arcane veins tracing patterns across her arms and collar like living sigils. A long, sinuous tail flicked idly behind her, its spaded tip cutting an invisible shape through the air.

She was draped in white—a monastic scapular, pristine and flowing, tied at the waist with a braided gold rope. It should have looked natural here, should have made her part of this place, but it didn’t. It clashed. The purity of the garment did nothing to soften what she was.

Her horns curved back like a crown of obsidian, framing the long, jet-black hair that cascaded down her shoulders. But it was her eyes that held attention. One burned a vivid, unnatural red, focused and deliberate. The other was a void of inky blackness, a bottomless abyss with tendrils of darkness snaking through her veins, consuming the pathways the green light should have filled.

And then, there were the wings.

Dark leathery membranes stretched from her back, their edges resting lightly against the empty ground. Though at rest, they still gave the impression of something vast, something that could spread wide and swallow the space around her if she willed it.

She regarded them—the intruder—with no sign of hostility, nor warmth. Just patience. As if she had been waiting.

And then she spoke. "Welcome, my lord."

Her voice was a contradiction, just like her. Smoky and sultry, smooth yet rough-edged, carrying an undeniable weight of experience yet laced with something inviting—dangerous, perhaps, but not hostile. Her words curled through the empty space as if they had substance, sinking into the air rather than merely existing within it.

"I am Illiesku the Cursed. I will be your advisor."

She moved, a slow, graceful extension of her arm, and the empty space responded. To her right, where there had been only unbroken whiteness, a rich mahogany desk materialized, its polished surface reflecting light that didn’t seem to come from anywhere at all. A matching chair followed, phasing into existence like a thought made real.

"Your first task is to select a starting race to control."

As the words left her lips, a semi-transparent window blinked into existence just above the desk, its edges shimmering faintly. Within it, rows of names and symbols shifted, waiting—a selection of races, each awaiting a choice.

The Main Character moved forward, hesitating only briefly before sinking into the chair. The material was solid, real, unlike the formless space surrounding them. The presence of the desk and chair made the moment feel official, weighty—like a contract being signed, a choice that would shape something greater.

Illiesku said nothing more for now. She simply watched, expectant but unhurried. This was the beginning.

…

BEASTKIN

Humanoids with animal-like features and instincts.

* Caninefolk (Wolfkin, Houndfolk, Lupin) – Pack-oriented warriors and hunters.

* Felinefolk (Catfolk, Leonin, Panthera) – Agile, stealthy, and independent.

* Rodentkin (Ratfolk, Mousefolk, Squirrelkin) – Clever and resourceful survivors.

* Avianfolk (Harpykin, Crowfolk, Falconkind) – Bird-like humanoids with keen vision or mimicry.

* Reptilianfolk (Lizardfolk, Serpentkin, Crocodilians) – Resilient and cold-blooded warriors.

* Bovinefolk (Minotaurs, Oxkin, Buffalofolk) – Powerful and stubborn warriors.

* Ursinefolk (Bearkin, Grizzlings) – Strong and protective, known for endurance.

* Cervinefolk (Deerkin, Elkfolk) – Nimble, wise, and attuned to the forest.

* Aquatic Beastkin (Sharkfolk, Otterkin, Sealfolk) – Swimmers adapted to life underwater.

* Foxkin (Kitsune, Vulpine) – Tricksters and illusionists with a love of mischief.

* Boarkin (Hogkin, Wild Boarfolk) – Fierce and strong-willed, known for endurance.

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MONSTER RACES

Races often feared, misunderstood, or connected to monstrous origins.

* Demonkin – Humanoids infused with demonic or infernal bloodlines.

* Abyssborn – Creatures descended from creatures of chaos or the void.

* Orc – Brutal warriors valuing strength and honor above all else.

* Goblin – Small, mischievous, and often destructive tinkerers or tricksters.

* Kobold – Cunning and resourceful, often worshiping dragons or forming underground societies.

* Ogrekin – Larger and stronger than most humanoids, often feared for their brute strength.

* Trollkin – Hardy, regenerative humanoids with a strong connection to the wilds.

* Gargoylekin – Stone-skinned protectors or malevolent hunters with supernatural endurance.

* Ghoulborn – Cursed beings who crave flesh but retain a sense of self.

* Vampiric Spawn – Half-living creatures marked by blood magic and a need to consume life.

* Shadeborn – Creatures infused with darkness, shadow magic, or the essence of the void.

* Undead Revenants – Spirits given form, walking between life and undeath.

OTHER

Classic fantasy races without specific monstrous or beastly traits.

* Human – Versatile and adaptable, capable of excelling in any field.

* Elf – Graceful, long-lived, and attuned to magic or nature.

* Dwarf – Stout and sturdy, masters of craftsmanship and tradition.

* Halfling – Small and nimble, with an affinity for luck and comfort.

* Gnome – Curious and eccentric, drawn to magic and invention.

* Half-Elf – A blend of human ambition and elven grace.

* Half-Orc – Strong and resilient, caught between two worlds.

* Firbolg – Giant-kin with a deep spiritual connection to nature.

* Triton – Ocean-dwelling guardians of the deep, with an affinity for water magic.

* Satyr – Playful and hedonistic, reveling in music, revelry, and magic.

* Dhampir – Born of mortals and vampires, walking the line between life and undeath.

* Feyborn – Humanoids infused with the magic and mystery of the fey.

* Elemental-Blooded (Undine, Ifrit, Oread, Sylph) – Touched by elemental forces, shaping their bodies and abilities.

* Tel'ani – Humanoids with purple-hued skin, black horns, and long sinuous tails, often standing between human and supernatural societies, blending resilience with an air of mystery.

Many of the races had additional options once pressed.

Okay. question time.

Who is the MC? Are they human? Is this game world Actually a game? Or did the MC get isekai-ed? Male? Female? Do they have their memory? Do they know what's going on?

What race do they select to control? What is next to choose? The terrain Hex?