"So... you're a human? Pity. That might be the worst race you could've chosen. In your next life, choose better parents." The man's snide voice echoed through the darkness.
'It's not even like I wanted to be a human!' Nick complained in his mind, still unable to speak or see. Something was blocking his senses...
Or, more accurately, he didn't have a physical form yet. How else would this game allow him to go from a human to a fricken Satyr? Well, Vakir, but semantics don't matter.
"Well, not much we can do about your race now. Tell me, traveler, what's your name?"
Nick was about to say the name he used for every gacha account: NoobSlayer69. Then he noticed the popup message, similar to the one that showed up when deciding his race.
--(Name)--
--[NOTE: Explicit language, offensive terminology, and other such offensive names will lead to the player's immediate death. You will turn to ash, and a new King of the Cosmos will be selected. Do not overstep your boundaries.]--
'Explicit language? This fricken game won't even let me act like a 12-year-old? What is this, a kid's game?!' The system remained silent as Nick lamented this travesty. One of the greatest attractions of a game was the naming feature. There was something perfect, sacred about giving yourself the worst name you could think of.
What kind of gamer would name their character 'Nick'?
'This is bullcrap,' Nick thought as he supplied his government name: boring old Nick Gela.
"Your parents really hated you, huh? Anyway, what gender are you?"
'I'm obviously a man—'
Nick gasped as his entire world returned to light. The man was gone, leaving him alone in some kind of cave.
Looking down at his body, he saw that he was much leaner now. He wouldn't call himself a bodybuilder, but his current physique was certainly an upgrade over Dorito aficionado.
He was dressed in a simple leather tunic and some kind of leather undergarments. For some reason, his arms were chained.
Frantically yanking his arms out of instinct, Nick instantly regretted it. His arms burned from the pain of being bound. Gritting his teeth, he tried to ignore the pain, but it was really hard.
Being an avid gacha gamer did not prepare him for situations like this.
That didn't matter, though. Someone had deliberately held him captive, and they likely weren't friendly. Like, he had better odds of winning the Powerball.
Looking around again, Nick silently cursed the stupid man and the stupid gods. Not only did he die just to be resurrected or transmigrated or whatever, but he didn't even get to be surrounded by beautiful women in his second life.
So far, he felt more like one of those characters the author loved to torture. Whoever created this game... if they made him suffer, Nick promised to beat the crap out of them.
The distant echo of pounding boots hastened Nick's search for a way out. It didn't matter if he had no idea what was happening or if he preferred the safety of his home and gacha games. Right now, he needed to find a way to break free from these chains.
+--+ Quest Received +--+
--(Clear Goblin nest 0/1)--
--(Save Juliana 0/1)--
'Juliana?' Nick thought, finding even more motivation to escape. Apparently, his first quest involved saving her, which didn't make much sense, but there was no time to dwell on that.
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--(Warrior)--