Many boring colors of skin flashed through the avatar I was looking at, stopping occasionally at the nice tan ones and then flicking through them without a break in the monotonous action. My computer screen hummed and buzzed as I made my way creating a new character for "The Era Before", this time I made a conscious decision to be a noble, and great character, one who can protect instead of destroy, give instead of take!
If I failed at real life to such a sorry state, I figured that maybe there's hope in my second virtual "birth" as I’d like to call this. The figure of the green orc woman flashed through my mind again, reminding me exactly what I've done. No more, I softly spoke to myself with another cancer stick dangling from my mouth.
There was many differences from my old rogue compared to my current avatar that I was rotating around. The most obvious would probably be her large bosom and chest that was bursting through the scantily clad leather starting armor.. Thats right, in my valiant effort to be a good person in my favorite world, I also figured I'd try something else, which of course would be, well.. being a woman. A tall woman that would dwarf most people, with a shitty shield that looked to be made of a fence. Who wouldn’t want a fine beauty coming to their rescue? Plus, if I’m being honest, I get the benefit of seeing her fine ass wiggle on the screen as she's walking in the gorgeous graphics of the game.
This was my new character, my potential noble knight, my solstice of morality. After messing with her hair as long as a young girl might do with some barbie dress up game, I was finally satisfied, gold angelic hair was flowing from her that emitted an odd feeling of comfort.
Gold eyes that promised security was staring back at me from my monitor. Oddly enough, even I felt slightly safer looking at her. That feeling was much needed at the moment.
I had many more dreams and was met with many visions, not just of the orc woman, but of every single bad deed that my previous character in the game world did. Women were calling me the sickest of names, children grabbing my sleeve asking me that same god forsaken question. "Why?" with tears welled in their eyes.
How could I tell them.. how could I tell them I needed virtual experience, how could I look in their eyes and tell them I did it to be stronger in a fake world.. The answer was simple. I couldn't.
It's been weeks since I've deleted that shitty rogue that caused all this, weeks since I’ve ate properly, weeks of being on the border of death. I blamed myself, hated myself to the very core, sleeping, eating, or anything of pleasure came hard to me during these weeks, it was as if I was cursed. My window shook with the fierce force of the November winds around here.
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Shaking my skull to look for enjoyment again, I finally settled on creating a new character, but I'd play it in a totally different approach. I'd be as nice as I could, as noble as possible, maybe I could finally sleep again. My process of figuring this out was, if that god forsake game caused these horrible nightmares and hallucinations, maybe it could cure them too.
Looking at those angelic eyes, I finally felt for once in many weeks, maybe even years. This was a good idea. Hovering over the empty name box with the gauntlet like cursor, I pondered for a moment.
For some reason, it came to me almost naturally, in an instant, without second thought, without many dreadful arguments in my head of stupid names, it was simple, it was lovely, it was easy. Rosie was etched in the blacked out rectangle nameplate.
I desperately needed a meal though before I could continue. Even if I puked it up, or couldn’t manage, I needed to try. Catching a glimpse of myself in a mirror I had, as I walked into the kitchen, I noticed something. My eyes.. They were turning black, like unhealthy black. I felt an itch on my now paler than normal skin, I need.. I need to see a doctor.
My hand landed on the door, for once in a very long time. I could feel my heart throb through the handle up to my chest. I could feel a hot breath behind me, almost moaning out.
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“You aren’t going anywhere, come back.. Play the game, enjoy it” hisses a seductive voice behind me. I couldn’t control myself, I turned around, not thinking about it, and was now sat on my computer again.
What’s happening.. Go to the doctor, you saw your sorry state, go now, you look like death himself.
“Shhh, don’t do that, just play the game silly” thin, lovely arms, with the seductive power of the sun wrapped around my chest from the chair. They got lower and lower, my heart started pulsing with the power of a jack hammer. My member rose to life as if the most powerful elixir ever was just consumed. Her hand slowly moved so low, I felt like my dick was going to rocket launch straight to mars and find the secrets of the universe.
“If you play the game for a little, I’ll continue” was whispered behind my skull. God damn, I have some coherent thoughts of running, or doing something.. But I couldn't I was a virgin who desperately craved this feeling, I’d travel and kill my character in the largest volcano if that simple touch continued.
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My vision flashed.. What was I doing? Oh right! I’m going to make a new character. With a blank feeling in my head, I mindlessly clicked the create button.