This is a short dive in into our character's mind, desperately trying to find out if he's sick, crazy, stupid, or a complete whack job. Note first fiction, please be lenient, and comment.

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Like every other day I sat on my glorious 20 buks chair which gently hurt my butt. In front of me as usually I browsed the internet in order to search for new jobs, after I got fired from my last one, yet again.

My resume is starting to look like a joke, more than a hundred jobs for 2 years, why do people hate me that much, damn I'd be lucky if anyone hires me looking at this. Well I truly hit the bottom, so long to Henry Bekon.

Even my mom threw me out, I barely was able to manage to find an apartment which, with my funds was shared with 3 more people, I basically had a cheap chair and my laptop, slept on the floor with some covers and my things layed by my made up bed.

At 24 years old, haven't gone to collage or university, I didn't even attend much high school, was once a bully but that was in elementary school, then I got beat up for 3 years, so I would say karma plays a role in it.

The only joy I have is eating, or had. Now my only joy is playing games, but they get old really fast, especially with virtual technology. Thankfully I'll soon be able to play, this time no one will fire me, my aim will be a dark gamer.

There's this new game which has been drawing everyone's attention lately, for the past 6 months it was the talk of the talk. Everyone including the media were all fusing about it.

And now I've saved enough money for it, if this doesn't work out I'll just give up on life and become a murderer or robber after training some, I'm definetly tired of living like a rat with no way out and taking shit from my numerous bosses all the time.

Suddenly the door rang and my roomate Mark opened the door, we were the only ones in the house at the moment. I quickly ran up to them to hear their conversation.

"Excuse me sir, your package is here, could you please sign the form?"

"What package?"

"Oh hey, Mark, It's for me, leave it.", he looked at me questioningly, knowing my tight cash situation, he was surprised at me for ordering something. But just shrugged and left, I'm a bit anti-social so even tought we have stayed for years together, we were hardly friends.

I signed the form, sayed goodbye to the kind delivery man, which I knew since we worked together for 2 months. He quickly speed off like he saw a ghost, It wasn't that bad working with me was it?

I mean my roomates still haven't thrown me out, tought they never come near me if I'm not on my laptop, I think it's funny how distant they are for no apperent reason.

I do love my laptop, surfing through the internet, playing games on it and looking at porn every chance I get when there's no one around. Even my mother didn't want to part me from it, she said something about me going crazy when I'm away from it for long periods of time, but she's just exaggerating.

I returned to my room and quicklytore open the box to discover my virtual game reality helmet or VGRH. Ofcourse it was the cheaper version with 60% reality the 100% ones are so expensive they'd cover me for life if I spend it wisely.

The game on the other hand had a monthly tax so I couldn't wax around and do nothing, I needed to be the top of my game and catch up with everyone else, who were playing for 6 months, especially the beta testers, thankfully I'm already registered in the Dark Gamer Union and all the auction websites, which both were missing until 2 months ago and were practically formed at the same time.

The game speed is 3 times faster than in real life and is a basic sword and magic world, which I have burned to mind every information given in any website I found, the corporation which created the game left the users to discover it, so little was known.

The guilds were monopolizing and there were even village chiefs as players which increased the tax for entering the village, some even put a tax on leaving it, in order to force broke people to work to the bone for some measly amounts of money before they can leave and cultivate on monsters and adventures.

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That's why I'm not going to start in a village, no one wants to be bound to place until they can pay up the exit fee, especially when I need to catch up to the rest in the rankings.

I slowly layed down on my matress and cleared all the trash on the floor around it, this was my corner of the room. Now I gently plugged in the helmet and put on the most expensive thing I have ever bought on my head.

The helmet was great, completly sound proof, someone could scream in my ear and I woundn't hear a thing. It completly absorbed me into it, and the graphics could be a bit better, but I won't complain, when I get more money from this, I'll buy a better helmet.

In front of my, skipping all the log in things, stood a beatiful goddess with blond hair, powerful purple eyes looking gently down upon me, she had a gorgeous body, my dick stood hard instantly and I could see her frown a bit, but she was an AI so who cares, it's her creator's faulth for making her wear that revealing black dress which contrasted with her white angel wings.

She proceeded with her usual monolog about my race, name and if I would like to slightly change my body, changing my sex was sadly not a choice I could make, imagine being able to pleasure myself in the game as a woman, like every 24 year old virgin I'd gladly take up the option in order to achive some contact with a female body, even if it's my own.

I might be perverted but who cares, I'm desperate, you know when you're there when you try to fuck a lemen or rape your mother's goat, common sense just doesn't apply to you when you're as crazy as a dog in heat.

In my defense the cat also felt good, I made sure of it. Back to virtual reality the goddess was asking me if I wanted a tutorial on how to use my new beastman body. I have the hindquarters, legs, and horns of a goat. Id say I look handsom and furry, I always had a thing for furry, like this I'd be able to start in beast territory.

There are many races but the prime are Humans, Elves, Beastmen, Demons, Dwarfs, there are also Angels who are still locked, the Demons were recently unlocked, while the other more monster-like races are not limited to one starting territory, but still have restrictions based on starting alignment with the prime races.

Some monster races can even be locked if you can make every prime race despise them, but it's not as easy as it sounds, but possible, as well as a prime race if you can make everyone else despise it, but you also need to destroy 80% of the populatin in order to make them into refuges.

I skipped the tutorial and entered straight ahead. Everything turned black just like I expected and closed my eyes expecting the flash of light which many people complained about, but it never came as I stood like that for 5 minutes anticipating it.

Finally when got bored and opened my eyes everything was still black and my body felt constricted. I started struggling and tore away some vines in front of me. Through the hole I saw myself in an empty forest, annoyed I quickly broke out from my restraints. An egg like prison of vines had tightly covered every inch of my body.

I shrugged thinking of the unpleasant spawn system, hopefully I won't have to fight my way out of vines for half an hour every time I die, or every time I log in, this though sent shivers down my spine.

I was very curious I'm certain I selected the capital of the beast race, the great Bastia city, housing the relics of their, now our god. There were gods for every race, and their strenght was said to be equivalent of all their worshippers, which is a scary thinking about the tens of thousands of nut jobs praying every moments of their lives.

Now why aren't I in the capital. And why are there dead goats, a pentagram from blood and black robed people encircling me?