Awakening from a daze, the white-haired girl held her forehead and muttered to herself.
When she saw her own name clearly, she couldn’t suppress her urge to complain.
Before she opened her eyes again, the room she was in had been a warm and bright bedroom where she could see plush dolls on the bed just by turning her head.
It was nothing like this…
dark, damp, and even leaking dungeon.
Even before this, she hadn’t been a girl.
She felt a bit helpless.
She had just been nesting at home on a rare day off, binge-watching anime and playing games; this must be the so-called ‘transmigration’!
At least only her name sounded like a puppy, rather than her actually turning into a ‘hachi’ dog.
Sitting up from the straw bed that was so hard it made her bottom ache, Sio scanned the rusted iron bars and mottled walls by the faint firelight within the cell.
Although there was only one bed, the cell wasn’t sized like a single room.
There was a bronze mirror that allowed her to see her appearance, reflecting a dazed and slightly cute face; there was even a statue of a woman.
…As expected, it’s more important to see what I look like first!
Since I’ve become a girl, I naturally have to be a beautiful girl…!
The character model has to be maxed out.
Sio leaned close to the bronze mirror and blinked.
Reflected in the mirror was a delicate young girl with a round face, almond eyes, and fluffy white hair.
Her figure was petite and well-proportioned, with a hint of childishness.
Whether viewed from the front or the side, she was a good girl!
She even had her favorite eye-covering hairstyle.
It’s truly tragic that not many people understand the charm of the eye-covering style!
…The only thing was that her vision was a bit restricted, causing the girl in front of the mirror to instinctively raise her hand to brush aside her bangs.
After admiring herself in the mirror for a long time, Sio finally realized she was still a prisoner in a cell.
That statue…
should she take a closer look at it too?
Sio approached the statue; it was a female bust wearing a headscarf, with soft and loving features.
Alright, she now knew where she had transmigrated to.
The Statue of Mara.
In the cultural beliefs of Tamriel, she is the Goddess of Love and Compassion among the Nine Divines.
Ahem, anyway, she wouldn’t be restricted by the White-Gold Concordat, so it didn’t matter if she called them the Nine Divines!
…Isn’t this just the world of Elder Scrolls?
It’s the new start option from the ‘Live Another Life’ mod.
[If I try to talk to the statue, I should be able to choose a different start.
Then I’ll wake up somewhere else after a sleep…] Sio rested her hand on her chin, her brain burning…
oh wait, she was thinking.
“Goddess…?” She tried to speak to the statue, but unfortunately, it gave no response.
Even when she reached out to touch it, no dialogue boxes or options were triggered.
So this world had already pre-selected an option for her?
It chose the prisoner start.
The white-haired girl rolled her eyes and sighed repeatedly with her hands on her hips.
This place had no food or water, and there might even be ghosts outside the abandoned prison.
If she didn’t have any special skills, the survival rate of rashly leaving the cell would be lower than staying in lockup!
[Then do I still have a character panel I can use…?] Sio’s eyes suddenly widened as a flash of inspiration hit her.
Right, this is a classic trope in various RPG games!
Even those old web novels have attribute panel settings!
Since this is the world of Skyrim, then I should reasonably have ‘attributes’!
She could also check her race while she was at it.
Although her figure was petite and cute, she couldn’t rule out the possibility of being a Nord barbarian, right?
Silently reciting her thoughts, she felt as if the space around her had fallen into stasis.
Well, it really wasn’t much different from the game.
Opening the character panel had a time-stop effect…
At the very top was her own name—Sio.
It was the same name that appeared in her mind when she woke up.
As for her race…
it was Breton.
Wasn’t this a good thing?
Not only did she have innate magic resistance, but she also came with a Conjuration spell to summon a Familiar…
It wasn’t particularly useful in the game, but in this situation, a summon that comes and goes at a whim might have miraculous effects.
And the Dragonskin ability, which was originally a special power, had become [Crystallized Skin].
Not only was there no once-a-day limit, but it could also briefly grant immunity to damage and absorb spells that hit her, converting them into Magicka…
But the price was that her health…
was a bit low.
Even with magic resistance and damage immunity, it would be easy for her to be knocked out directly.
It was probably a change from some mod.
Sio patted her cheeks and tried to activate her special ability.
Pale blue crystalline patterns appeared on the girl’s originally fair skin, lasting for about three seconds before returning to normal.
Now try the Conjuration spell…
Sio raised her hand, a faint blue phantom condensing at her fingertips.
With a low growl, a translucent wolf spirit appeared out of thin air.
Sio only needed to issue a command in her heart, and this Familiar would follow it.
Even if it required some concentration to direct, it was much smarter than the ‘puppy’ in the game that would just charge blindly once summoned…
Waving her hand to dismiss the Familiar, Sio, as a veteran gamer, had clearly entered the zone.
Since she had become a beautiful girl, she would work hard to live life as one!
Starting with escaping this prison…
uh-oh.
Before she had even taken a few steps, Sio felt her vision start to blur, and what she saw was no longer clear.
Her body also began to feel weak and limp, and she felt a bit hot.
The girl quickly leaned against the wall, panting softly, trying to calm her body and mind.
To be honest, she really wanted to find some way to vent the irritability in her heart.
This couldn’t be…
getting worked up?
She must have forgotten to turn off the SexLab.
She clearly wasn’t interested in that type of mod…!
But many modpack authors just love to add them, and Gou Jie had no choice!
Sio bit her lip and endured, but her vision became increasingly hazy.
After all, this wasn’t a game, but the world she actually existed in now.
It was normal for a person to have desires and physiological reactions.
With no other choice, Sio had to limp back to the bed and sit down.
With a flushed face, enduring shame and unease, her right hand fumbled to unbutton her collar.
As for where the other hand was placed?
Use your imagination…
…
After a while, Sio’s head tilted, her eyes somewhat vacant.
Her tongue lightly licked the corner of her mouth, and her cheeks were flushed with an unusual glow.
She felt she was surprisingly resilient.
She actually managed to keep herself from making too much noise!
Biting her lower lip, the corners of Sio’s mouth twitched a few times.
This subtle tension of wanting to laugh but being unable to made her shake her head vigorously.
Better shake these pink bubbles out of her head first!
According to her memory, the prison escape start would have lockpicks prepared by the table…!
Sio instinctively reached toward the wooden table, but only touched the cold, damp tabletop.
Nothing.
The confident ‘all according to plan’ expression on Sio’s face froze.
Even without opening the character panel, she had fallen into a state of relative stasis.
Keep it up, Little Dog.