Allen limped behind Trapper, pain shooting through his ghostly hand, electricity running up and down his leg, step, step, stop to writhe in agony, step, step stop, over and over again, knowing he was in a game didn't help at all to mitigate the pain but he had to think.

His most pressing problem was not having any interfaces displayed, none of his commands caused even a tiny glitch in his vision so they were probably all disabled, this was not a mode he ever heard of but before playing through the NPC rig he didn't know anything about it either.

Listing what he could do was as short as two answers and having less than an hour of time to finish anything he was able to accomplish, hoping that Oracle could change the system in a useful way and maybe having Bonesmith craft some more corporal body through her skill, but he couldn't count on miracles, figuring the ins and outs of the system was his greatest strength and best chance on taking control over this unlife.

The portal room was almost the same as he remembered from nine years ago, his mind filled in the gaps, broken shelves turned to woodchips in the corner, a smashed stool he placed chandeliers on to light summoning circles, melted wax marking where arcane symbols were pilfered for their gold, the blue light from the portal cast no shades in the room, keeping everything in a dreamlike state where Kobold guards drifting through idle routines stopped to gape at him.

Limping through the room brought him to an unknown portal, Trapper was already gone to the other side, followed by Miner Slave, when the shaman passed through the portal Allen fealt a sudden pull and a short disorienting drop ending in another room lit by portals, Trapper was talking with Herb Picker when Rope Spinner caught her breath, in a minute the room was filled with Kobolds, kneeling, pushing, falling and mostly just staring, Oracle came into the room and left to come back a minute later dressed in some weird cerecmonial cape.

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 Feeling out of place, it all seemed so stupid, why would his appearance cause such a reaction?

It was a distraction from his immediate problems, he needed more time, if he had an interface it eould give him hints about what to do to gain extra time through either Player gold or NPC credits but nothing popped up, none of his commands even got a response and he started to feel the pressure.

The thought about credits had him thinking, the one other instance with no interface at all was the loading screen for a new class or resurgence and initiating a NPC contract, having never heard of a delayed loading screen did not deter him from trying to finish the initiation process.

Knowing it by heart helped since he didn't have any of the lists and selection aids a player usually got before reaching this point.

Going wild he decided to try and break every limit he knew, since the system already invested resources in his creation it could be manipulated to put a little more, choosing the most powerful being in the game for his race and a ridiculous class could tell him how far he could actually push it.

[System: Attention AllenP Dragon may not be chosen as when under the condition]

The message blooming before his vision was everything he hoped for and more, running his mind through all the undead races he could think about had him running in circles when he realised half of them were actually classes and sub classes, with his time running out and thoughts becoming blurred he settled on three words.

[System: Attention AllenP Vampire Whight Dragon has been selected]

He picked his class next and dumped his invisible stats into endurence and intelligence.

[System: Attention AllenP Manascourged Lich has been selected]

[System:Attention AllenP finalizing your character creation process, you may log in after 15 minutes]

He allways logged off for this part of the process, but he couldn't do it this time because there was nowhere to be off the system, happyness for having a plan come together was short lived as pain worse than he ever fealt in his life broke every bone in his virtual body, blind by blinking displays and deaf from nameless noises he drifted inside a bubble of absolute horror, was this what it fealt like to be deleted?