Getting up from the floor, where I crouched in panic, I take a look at the window. The man who look back at me can be described only as average, meaning like the classic description of a male caucasian of medium height, buzz cut and a face that will be lost immediately in a city.

While I was lost in my stupid reflections, the man keep staring at me in the same pondering gaze I believe I have myself. Out of instinct I raise an eyebrow? Wait? Is he giving me sass? He raise an eyebrow too... ... ...

Having a flash of insight, if in this madhouse I can still call it that, I scratch my nose and he follow my exact moves. 

- Yep, it's a mirror. A mirror. With a reflection that's not me. Okkeyyyy....

I have to admit that falling again in my habit of talking to myself when I'm panicking doesn't make me proud. Ok breathe, breathe. If it is a real-time cgi thing, like some prank I've seen, it don't have even a millisecond between my action and the "mirror" copying movement, soo my money is still on the dream thing.

Trying to touch my face and seeing someone else in the mirror is beyond strange, but still now the sensation of missing something vanished. Than I realize, cursing myself for being so slow, I can't confirm if my face is really different but my body? My hand, arm, torso ecc...

Well, the conclusion is that in this "dream" I have a almost fit body, surely more fit than I remember ever being, and none of the scars I've accumulated in my life. My brain still fight himself to conciliate my memory and this.

I say "dream" because I tried pinching my arm even scraping with my nail, and the pain is too real.

The words of the voice before waking-up start creeping and taking hold of my mind.

- No, no, no, remember I'm average, not special, nothing strange happen, all are happy. No happiness, no sadness. No pain, no gain...

Even my mantra for extreme situation is failing me and derailing, I have to...

A sudden light start blinking in the corner of my vision, the mirror?

Soft blue, slow blinking light appear to be emanating from it. I look and what greets me is something... I don't know if I'm supposed to feel happy for somewhat of information, or I'm really having a crazy crazy day.

- Congratulation! For choosing your avatar's name you've unlocked your status! Welcome again on tag#001!

Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.

NameRace AverageHuman HPMP 100100 AtkDefDexWis10101010 Exp 0/100