The anticipation she felt upon hitting the ground in this strange world was indescribable. Everything felt
real. She could hear the chatter of people in the distance and...what was that? She took a step forward, ignoring the zing she got from stepping on this dirt that shouldn't exist, and raised her nose. Ah. There it was. An intake of breath and she could smell it again.
Food.
Before running off however Da'len took a good look at her body. Everything was as she wanted it to be.
Short? Check.
Long amber hair? Check.
Fluffy tail? Check.
She threw back her head in a loud laugh. Her mind still couldn't wrap around the idea that while her body was really laying in her bed, her subconscious was here. In this body. In this world.
Shaking her limbs Da'len took off in a run. She'd bump into a few players continue without apologies. Da'len just didn't have time for that. The scene was getting closer and she found her nose had led her to a stall. She licked her lips and reached out a hand.
Then a scream.
Da'len reeled around foodless. A player next to was frozen in fear. Swallowing her own she poked him arm, only to jump back as he exploded into pixels. Hands up she went to babble on how it wasn't her fault though stopped as others began to follow suit. Her jaw went slack. Just what was going on? Was everyone having problems with their WiFi or Internet? That wouldn't really make sence as her own was probably one of the worst here. So why was she still here?
The answer came in a pop up message.
=Event Announcement=
You will be transported to the Heart of Faclarebal in 15 seconds.
Not so unlike her first entrance Da'len found herself in the Heart as the message stated. This must of been where everyone was taken when they turned into pixels. Her bad Internet was the reason she was last....right?
She shook her head. Of course that was it. It couldn't be like they all just logged off or something. Who'd wanna log off from here? It was beautiful and the food smelt so realistic. Her stomach growled and she frowned. Hopefully whatever event happened was over quick.
Thankfully a woman appeared in a burst of light. A few players be her knelt causing Da'len to raise an eyebrow. The woman must of been someone important, probably mentioned in the lore books she hadn't bothered to read. It didn't matter who she was though as long as she got to leave soon.
“My dears, I hate to call upon you, however we are in need. Ait Naofa has been attacked and the mother to you all, has been taken from us. Those of us left in Ait Naofa are struggling to hold back the evil. It is time for you to put aside differences and help us. You chosen few have been bound to this system.”Wait..
What?
The woman continued despite the murmurs of the crowd.
“If you die here, you will be brought back and sent to a safe location. You will feel the pain of this death, but will not die. I have activated the headgear so that even if removed, your conscious will stay here. The only exception to this is those of you who face Vyrlo and his monsters. Somehow, he has modified the system and can kill you, along with your real body.”Her heart skipped a beat. They could....die? As in for real? She had expected something to happen in your character did lose a life but she thought it would be a painless respawn. Not pain and in whoever Vyrlo was case, die IRL.
'What the hell....?' She muttered, her voice growing louder as the woman disappeared.
'What the hell!? They can't just keep us here!'If there was ever a time she cursed her lack of the want to read it was now. But would knowing Vyrol whatsit even help? Ignorance was bliss after all. Maybe not knowing who it was could be even a good thing? And by the looks of some if the other players it was probably someone she didn't want to meet.
Sighing Da'len slipped away to sit on a bench. She was mad, confused, afraid, and did she mention mad? All she wanted was a place to have fun. Mess with other players without fear of backlash. But know it seemed she could die here. At least by scary unknown guy and his monsters. What Da'len needed was a body guard. It shouldn't be hard really. She could easily trick someone into taking a poor innocent girl with them.
Mind made up Da'len pushed her hair back, took a deep breath and began to sob as loud as she could. That oughta grab someone attention.
