This may be a bit boring at first, but introductions have to start somehow right?

Birth of the Online Predator

It was cold, he was hungry, there were fucking people sleeping in tents. A lone silhouette was shivering in the moonlight.

The object of our pity today is 23 year old Derrik Canadia, whom was the only one in a long line of people who was not keeping warm in a tent or sleeping bag. What was he in line for? He was waiting to create his avatar in the ground breaking new game, Nyxramas or Nyx for short. The game was the first of it's kind with a fully immersive virtual setting, millions were clamoring for the product as soon as it was announced. Along with the game came a sort of capsule which would act as a "diving station", but oddly enough, it was released first one week before the game was set to officially begin.

It was because players would have to get their brains calibrated to their headsets in the capsule to enjoy the same experience so they had to come to one of these "Nyx Stations" to do so.

"You know ... I'm going to hate you forever right?"

"Awww, hey don't be like that! I did tell you it'll be a long wait."

"I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D MEAN 15 FUCKING HOURS!"

Ahhhh young love... or resentment, to be honest it's quite hard to tell the difference. The narrator is probably an idiot.

The one who was being berated was a rather average looking 18 year old girl that went by the name Panini. Now why did her parents name her after a sandwich? Probably because they were retards, but it was a cute name nonetheless, so it usually wasn't a sore spot for teasing. Aside from her name, the rest of her was unremarkably average, with a tiny bust, short stature, and a short black ponytail , one could not think of her as anything but ordinary.

Of course even this ordinary girl had the insight to bring along a sleeping bag, while her friend was shivering in the stinging winter wind.

"But think of it this way, you burn more calories in the cold, and well....you are kinda chubby"

And here we return to the hero of this tale, the lovable and majestic land whale.

'Oh dear god, even the narrator's making fat jokes now'

Derrik Canadia was not a happy camper. When his friend Panini told him the details on how he needed his headset callibrated before playing, he instantly rushed out to find one of these "Nyx Stations" so he can begin his adventure in the fantasy world filled with wizards and dragons.

In fact, when he met got to the Nyx station, there was only a line of 50 people, with Panini saving him a spot somewhere near the middle.

With so few people, he thought it'd be an hour tops before they got to their turn. Boy was he wrong. If there was one thing Derrik underestimated, it was how indecisive people were about their character.The Nyx station only had 2 employees and capsules where players could get themselves callibrated, but some people would take hours just deciding on how they would look in game.

Looking at Panini, he realized he shouldn't be too ungrateful. At least she saved him a spot....but still...a touch of bitterness seemed necessary.

"And yet I still look better than you..."

It was going to be a loooong wait.

***

After what seemed like an eternity, Derrik was finally at the front of the line where a rather tired looking male employee (called Bob) greeted him. He asked for his pod number before asking him to lie down in the callibration pod. He put the headset on, while Bob closed the capsule top. At first there was darkness and then there was light, as Derrik found himself suddenly floating inside of a white dome.

"Testing. Testing. Can you hear me?" The voice was unmistakably from the employee just no (Bob). After yelling affirmative, Bob continued.

"Great. That's great. Now I'd like you to relax while the program is scanning your brain, and while we wait for the program to finish, why don't we start with your character creation?"

And with that last word, suddenly the empty white space around him bloomed with light and color as hundreds of people and creatures of all sizes appeared in front of him, yet all were recognizably him.

"Now, you aren't allowed to change gender because of that feminist movement a while back, but you are free to change any other features on your avatar."

'Well, it wasn't as if I was planning on being a girl anyways, but still... damn feminists, even influencing our games now.'

"That's fine, but why are there so many races?" Indeed even in the most expansive MMO, there usually weren't ever more than 10 races.

"Well that's because the world of Nyxramas is twice as large as our own world, and there's hundreds of different tribes scattered across the world. No matter which

race you pick, you can only pick a village or city of that race as your starting location"

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'Fat load of good that does me, a map hasn't even been released yet, hell the game doesn't even begin til tommorow.'

Derrik decided to cycle through the various races, none of them especially caught his eye, although he was certainly impressed with the intimidating beastmen, and the draconewts

with their devilishly handsome looks and their scaley bat-like wings. Of course there were the classic elves and orcs, but after he saw his mirror image, he couldn't help but grimace.

'I'll be damned if I have to start as a human'

Though it was usually the default choice in a game, being a human just seemed so.....boring, so that was out no matter what.

"Races also provide special bonuses, and some of the classes you find in the game may only be available for certain races....although I couldn't tell you what those are, the developers

want everything to be a surprise apparently."

Sighing, Derrik realized he wouldn't have much help at all. He was also in a lousy mood due his winter wind escapades. He was about to pick some default race which he didn't hate too much, when he saw something that piqued his interest. Almost as if hiding, a rather feminine looking humanoid was hunched over in the corner. It's hair and skin were all varying shades of navy, where there should've been a nose there was nothing but smooth skin, and where there should've been eyes there was nothing but orange, which upon closer inspection he saw that the orange eyes were made up of thousands of tiny little circles, like an insect's compound eyes. The most distinctive feature though would have had to have been the long flowing rabbit ears which fluttered like ribbons along with the meter long navy hair.

'....It's a Shadow Bunny Girl'

"Hey, you said we weren't allowed to swap genders!"

Looking into the monitor, Bob flatly replied, "It's a guy."

Not convinced, Derrik decided to tease him a bit "Hey can you make the boobs a bit bigger?"

"I'm telling you, it's a guy."

"Yeah, but guys can have manboobs in real life too you know"

A vein popped.It was a long day, and frankly Bob was already cranky from sleep deprivation, he decided that at this moment, he didn't especially care about the consequences to the rules, he would humor this guy if at least to get this over with.

"If I make you a girl, would you please hurry it up." In truth, the callibration was long finished, yet Derrik had already spent about 20 minutes looking at classes. Upon hearing Bob's little outburst, his lips started creeping upwards to form a smile.

'Ah, should I?... She looks pretty cool compared to the rest, and even as a guy, I'd look still look like a girl...' Derrik was thinking furiously.

'Her face also doesn't need any real customization since it's just 2 eyes and a mouth, but still...I can't just go around pretending to be a girl.' It was then, Derrik thought of something that completely outweighed the cons of playing as a girl. 'If I play as a girl, I can seduce those lonely bastards playing the game, I can then milk them dry and get free stuff!'

....Flawless logic.

Males playing female avatars were a common occurance in normal MMOs, if anything looking at a female avatar's ass all day at least provided some entertainment as they were grinding out boss mobs, but there are always those desperate types who would do anything just to make a girl like them. During one of his experiences in normal PC MMORPGs, a high leveled player once payed a small fortune to have a female character follow him around and call him onii-chan.

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"Yes I'll take her!"

And with that, the Space Bunny Avatar's shrunk slightly, while it's chest grew slightly larger. Derrik felt himself being pulled towards the Bunny, and as he and his avatar collided, a blue light exploded from between them.

You have chosen DEMI-HUMAN:Shadow Demon Variant

"Welcome back"

Bob said in a deadpan voice.

"Well, have fun I guess....next!"

"Weee, that's me"

Panini who was still waiting in the god forsaken line of doom, squealed as she hurried toward the pod, giving Derrik a Hi-5 in the process....or a Hi-shoulder, since Derrik didn't reciprocate. Knowing how long normal people took to make their characters, he decided not to wait up for Panini, and head home...probably after a shower and a nice long nap.

Bob who was still manning the machine waved him off, little did he know, that he had just started the beginnings of a cult so large, it would rock the very foundations of Nyxramas.