Is this my entire life? Sitting here in class, listening to the teacher drone on about algorithms and drawing things on the whiteboard, all while I play with my pencil. Bored out of my mind and staring off into nothingness. My mind filled with nothing more than the desire to leave this classroom and get home. I have no interest in my classes, I only do this to hopefully make my parents proud. They see me as lazy compared to my brother. Was I really that lazy? I just find everything so boring. How can I be productive if I haven't found anything that grabbed my interest?

The teacher wasn't paying attention to me, which is great as I haven't been paying attention this entire time. I start to doodle in my notebook to make it look like I'm taking notes. I need a nap when I get home, the boredom is settling into my bones. I let out a sigh of relief as the teacher finally released class. I have no friends here, all of them back home, so getting up with my things and leaving is an easy task. I can't hurry fast enough to my car, an old beater but it was able to get me from point a to point b, and I throw my stuff into the back before settling into the driver's seat. Just have to keep my eyes open until I get home. I can do this. My apartment is right around the corner.

Driving was a nightmare as I struggle to keep my eyes open for the duration. Thinking back on that short drive, I probably looked drunk to the others on the road. I lay my head back and stare at the ceiling of my car for a moment before I finally get up and go inside, leaving my bag in the car for now. Entering my ground floor apartment, I lock the door behind me and saunter back to my bedroom where I face plant my pillow. Just when I started to doze into the wonderful dreamland, my email chimes at me from my desktop on the other side of the room. I groan, one that turns into a slight cry at the end, before shoving myself painfully from the bed. I drag my feet to the computer and wake the screen to see the annoying flash of my email notification on the bottom of the screen. I open it and am surprised to see an email from my brother, i open it to see a link with a note attached.

Hey sis, I saw this game in an ad while scrolling on one of my apps. It looks like a game you would really enjoy. Tell me how it is! Love you, Hericome

I sigh, a little smile finding its way to my lips. I click the link to see the cover picture of a beautiful looking RPG. It definitely looks like the style of game I enjoy. It's a free download so I click it. Three hours!? Looks like its back to bed for me. I'll play it later. I doubt I can stay up any later right now. Even though it was only one in the afternoon. I allow the download to go and turn the monitor off before I crawl happily back into bed, curled under my plush comforter. It didn't take long for the drowsiness to take me over.

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"M' Lady! M' Lady! Wake up Please! We must hurry! The town is under attack!" A female voice yells nearby. I feel someone shaking my shoulders. But I live alone, how could there be someone shaking me?

I blink the sleep from my eyes to see a young girl looking frightened as she tries to wake me. She's dressed like she's from the medieval times, but it's off somehow. A mix with something else I'm having issues determining. I squint at her, "Who- Wha-?" I start to ask before she interrupts me.

"Please! They're coming!" She says panicked. Some type of instinct takes over as I see a sword in the corner of the room and hear banging on a nearby door. I didn't have time to think about what was going on yet, something urgent is happening right now and it isn't waiting for me to figure it out.

I rush for the sword in the corner and dive back toward the door, "Stay behind me. I'll get us out of here." I say determined. She nods and quickly falls behind me. I kick at the door, expecting it to fall down but alas it does not. I sigh heavily before flinging it open by hand. A couple guys in chain mail had just burst into the house. I don't even have time to see where I am. I know I'm not in my apartment anymore though.

The men rush forward, swinging their swords at me without hesitation. I raise my sword and block one attack and attempt to move from the other's reach. The tip of their sword grazing my shoulder. I hiss in pain before swinging my sword with both hands gripping the hilt tightly. I broke some of the mail and draw blood from their side but quickly have to roll out of the way of another incoming attack. I smirk as I managed to avoid it. I quickly strike again and the first man falls heavily. Why does this feel like a tutorial? I feel like they're holding back. I've never lifted a sword in my life but my muscles feel like they've been doing this for years. I parry another attack before striking and killing the second guy.

Level Up!

A notification lights up above me. Um what? Level up? Like a game? I stare at it a moment before reaching forward and touching it. My eyes widen as a full menu pulls up. Stamina, Mana, or Health. I get to choose? Mana? As in magic? I think I'll choose Health for now. I touch it and a warm energy flows up from my feet to the tip of my head. Now I have the option to put a skill point into a skill tree. This really is like a game. I'm still in shock as I look it all over. From the icons it looks like there's a magic tree, a weapons tree, and a defense tree. I decide to put my first point into the defense tree, a perk that boosts my natural defense by ten percent for the first two hits in battle.

I'm lost. Am I really in a video game or is this simply a dream? Maybe I should just go along with it. If I think too hard on it right now I won't be able to enjoy it. But if it is real-- Do I even want to go back?