Chapter one: A start of a new race

“So we are in agreement” two voices said simultaneously, the voices have been deliberating for a long while, each side holding his own, yet now they finally agreed.

“Creating a new race in not impossible” the older voice stated, his voice echoing through the endless whiteness.

“However it is extremely hard to create one without it being unfair to other players and races, an equal opportunity must be offered to everybody, the balance must be kept” the younger voice said in return while, the head of the body from which the voice was coming moving up and down slowly.

Both just repeated what the other said before showing they agree with each other.

A third voice of a woman said “oh god, are you still at it?” in despair.

“Yes” the two voices agreed again.

“But Don! How can you even talk with that dumb-ass? Just set his race to human and be done with it already...” the woman said, she met the young voice not too long ago and already didn't like him, not one bit.

“Eric is not going to be satisfied with it, and neither will I, this young man has some interesting ideas, and… as to determination, he has more than me it seems” Don the administrator for the Asia continent said caving in.

“You can’t possibly mean you’re going to let him make his own race!, race less is also not an option! There are no such options to choose from in the first place! Please lets just ban him from the game completely” the woman pleaded.

*sigh*

“Jezebel, we will do no such thing, I decided and that’s final!” Don said with a harsh tone.

“Yess!” Eric cried out happy for his victory, it seems three hours of deliberation finally bore fruit.

“However” Don said with a voice that thundered trough the endless void.

“It will be on my own terms.” He stated “I will give you the tools to create a race of your own, trough you’ll have to work for it, are you ready?” he added.

Eric wasn't sure what he was getting but he came to trust Don, he was no less interesting than the game in Eric’s opinion.

“Yes” Eric plainly answered.

“Nooooo” Jezebel exclamated. (Google says that exclaimed is the right way to write it but fuck it)

“You will start in the form of a human, which you can customize yourself of course, some limitations will be imposed on your avatar, in return you will get the tools I mentioned, by using them you will slowly be able to change your body, attributes and other factors till your satisfied with it, at such time you will be able to set that race and if good enough it will be added to the list of races in the game” Don gave the sentence, “fair enough?” he asked.

Eric, though he didn't get exactly what he wanted, which was to create his own race from the get go, got intrigued by two aspects of the offer, the first was the fact that the possibility of getting his race into the list of races in the game, the second was the opportunity to mold his race with the help of tools from one of the developers.

“On one condition” he replied.

“Why you… arrogant, ungrateful, stupid, narcissistic, egocentric… son of a motherless goat!!” Jezebel truly snapped spewing a slew of weird insults fueled by endless rage

“Jezebel force log-out, ban set for twelve days, send second degree warning” Don simply blurbed out commands for the system, Eric got to see the true power of an administrator, he deeply regretted voicing opposition at all.

“Name your condition” Don said plainly, however he was holding himself back from laughing out loud, he had a weird sense of humor and Jezebel hit it right on the head with her insults.

“Well…. I… if you will kindly agree… I would like to… well… I mean…”

Eric didn't know if he should say that of not, when getting what he wanted he tended to overreach, on the real world he was fine, his monetary power was a safety net, but here one mistake and he will be destroyed.

“Come on, I don’t bite” Don said, adding “Only ban” as a joke at the end.

“I want it so that when my race gets to the list of races in Royal Road… it will be an unavailable race for other players” he finally let out

*silence*

“HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAA” Don burst with laughter

“Looks like some of the things bell said weren't so far off the mark!” he said between laughing attacks

“I liked you before kid” he said finally after a few minutes when he calmed down.

Eric went pale and had a devastated look on his face, “damn me! I overreached again!” he thought

“Now I am a fan” Don added, he had not only a weird sense of humor but also a weird way of judging people, Eric got himself a weird, though extremely powerful, fan.

“Okay! Agreed! Then let’s get started!” Don shouted with overflowing excitement.

*some time later*

A tall man stood in the whiteness, standing at 1.80 meters tall (or 72 inches/ 6 feet) he was relevantly thin but well build, made mostly muscle. His hair was black and drown back, although drown back it was still spikey, his eyes complete darkness. He was shirtless full of beautiful clean white scars that intertwined with each other, he was truly a well-made character, both intimidating and inspiring.

*whistle*

“Well that’s quite something!” Don said awe-full.

“Yeah I designed it myself before coming to the game, I really put a lot of effort in it” Eric answered.

“But are you sure you want to create a character so different than than you? It’s not recommended, it’ll take time to adjust to it, its shorter than you. So you’ll have to learn how to walk around differently” Don voiced out his concerns

“Walking huh? Well I have a feeling than will definitely be different” Eric said with a fake smile, “I already planned to spend the first month adjusting to the body” he pointed out, “but thanks for the advice” he added.

“Although if you really wanted to help you would have said that at the start...” he thought.

“Well okay then” Don felt he hit a sensitive spot and wanted to move on.

“What’s left then? Oh yea I need to tell you: your account has been activated. Your stats and class shall be determined while you are playing Royal Road.” He copied the voice of the system as he said it, weird humor and all.

“Now for the city and kingdom, any preferences?” he moved on

“Nope, just random” Eric said as he already knew that even a rundown city in a rundown kingdom has its advantages.

“Kingdom of Downlau, city is the capital, Enterilia” Don didn't know the specific place nor the general area as he wasn't even remotely connected to the map creation or the social connectivity departments, his department was monsters, all creatures intended on destroying the players reducing them to ash, mush or his favorite making them dash.

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“Eric!” his voice thundered like before again.

“Welcome to Royal¬ Road!”

*everything went black*

red light shone at Eric, he lied on a hill during twilight, as he looked to the sky he saw some tiny black things flying far up in the sky (in fact they are quite huge, they just look tiny because of the distance)

“Show Stat window”

Status windowNameEricAlignmentNatureLevel1ProfessionNoneTitleFledglingFame0Health100Mana100Strength10Agility10Vitality10Wisdom10intelligence10Luck0Leadership0Base Attack3Base Defense0Magic ResistanceNone

“Damn those stats… just like a human!” Eric was disappointed by the luck of anything remarkable.

“Wait.. My Alignment is nature.. That’s different at least! And I already have a title?? Better look at it” Eric was thinking he was using his inside voice, however, he was not.. a couple which had a picnic up on the hill weren’t happy to be intruded by a stupid noob, as such they left.

“Come on dear, just leave him be… I think he is not right in the head” said the woman

“Okay sweety everything for you, let’s just go he is weirding me out...” the man answered

Eric wondered who they are talking about “I wonder who they are talking about” he, again, said out loud.

“Definitely not right in the head” the couple said as they walked away.

“Show Title information”

Title: Fledgling

You are the lowest of the low, the weakest form you could possibly take, born just a little while ago.

The amount of experience you get is cut in half for being underdeveloped.

You are more prone to disease and hunger, damage taken is slightly higher due to no protection.

-7% Base Defense.

-50% experience.

You are more likely to catch a disease.

Need to eat twice as much.

*unable to change Title.

Attention: several skills are also affected by this title.

Eric looked at his title information, Eric looked away, Eric looked back.

“Close Title information”

“Open Title information”

“FU****************************”

“Your words have been censored, to hear them change the language setting.

Attention: only players with the right language setting will be able to hear them.”

Eric decided that all admins are out to get him and vowed to get revenge, however Eric wasn't a quitter and so he decided to play and see how things will turn out.

Eric tried to get up but for some reason when he tried to push himself up using his right hand he couldn't apply force, in fact, he couldn't feel his right hand at all…

“Damn it, system problems already…” he thought.

“Why can’t I move my right hand... come on right hand!” he said while looking at it, unfortunately, he couldn't find it, that was because he didn't have one, there was no wound, no blood, just no arm… only a giant scar on his right, spanning from his rib cage to the top of his shoulder.

As Eric looked up to the sky with face full of many negative emotions that he couldn't even express a small white letter made It way down to him, “Why?” he asked, the letter arrived and fell to his lap.

I did say that some” limitations” will be imposed on your avatar

-Don.

Eric got angry, and then got angry some more, a low sound escaped his mouth “aaaaaa……” and then got stronger “…aaaahhhhhhhh…..” and as he felt rage bubbling inside of him “…hhhhhHHHHHHHHHH…” until “HHHHHAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHAAA!!!!!!!!!!”

He wanted to kill Don and if he was near him he would have tried to.

*ding*

Trough special action a stat has been created!

You have gained the stat: Rage

Trough special action a skill has been created!

You have gained the skill: Roar Of Rage

Eric roared and roared, he couldn't hear the complains around him:

“What is that terrible noise??” a player cried out

“Who dared to distract me from my work!” said a blacksmith NPC who ruined the design of a shield he worked on

“Make it stop alreadyyyyy” a female elf player shouted while covering her sensitive ears

“It’s coming from the hill of lovers!” someone said

“Let’s go stop it!” a few guys gathered hoping it is related to a quest

when they arrived seeing that is was a new player making all the noise they got angry.

And so:

You have died.

You are unable to log in for 24 hours.

*opinions and comments of all kind (except ones meant to offend) are welcomed!