Chapter 7: Revelations lead to more mysteries?
Screeching was prevalent in a large palace like structure. Columns of white marble surrounded by clouds supported a grand circular platform covered in beautiful intricate carvings that depicted battles and all manner of creatures. Some of the creatures depicted were beyond anything Lucille could have ever imagined. Numerous spires inlaid with gold sprouted from the clouds around it, the construct reminded Lucille of the taj mahal. Too bad she was too busy screeching her lungs out to actually enjoy the beauty of her surroundings.
Standing near her was the figure that had blinded her, trying to keep itself from laughing. It took much effort from Lucille until she finally calmed down and was able to start screeching insults at the now faintly glowing figure.
Many profanities later, Lucille and the no longer glowing person were sitting face to face in the center of the platform. Silence sat between the two of them, only broken by the occasional gust of wind.
The figure, that turned out to be an old man, was the spitting image of Bill Gates with white hair and an equally white walrus mustache which was the only difference with Bill. He was clothed in what looked like a roman toga. He had an odd look to say the least. I mean, who wears ancient roman clothes with modern looking glasses. He looked like a nerd, wait maybe he is?
Oblivious to what the female dragon was thinking, the oddly dressed man stared intently at Lucille with childlike curiosity surfacing in his deep brown eyes.
Lucille was the first to break the silence, for she was overwhelmed by curiosity and the fact that she would rather not sit here all day.
Lucille-"why do you look like Bill Gates? Are you some kind of god? How did you teleport us-"
Bill guy-"Whoa there young lady slow down! I will answer your mostly trivial questions later, for now, we must talk about why you are here."
Lucille-"fair enough I guess. So, why the heck am I here?"
Bill guy-"I am what you would call an administrator, the god of sorts in Taflheim. Due to a...small error. Instead of seeing into this world through your VR headset that allows you to project your mind into different dimensions, you were sent across multiple those dimensions that seperate this world from your earth. You then somehow arrived here in the form you now take. I am not sure how, but as the administrator of this dimension I am sorry to say that there is no way for me to send you back. It is already a stroke of pure luck that you have succesfully travelled through more than one dimension and inhabit such a powerful vessel."
Lucille-" Are you on drugs? Cause what you're telling me is pretty trippy. I mean, I am a dragon now, so what you've just told me is in the realm of possibilities... So I somehow teaveled across the multiverse to arrive here in a world I thought was just a game. That is...Dope!"
Administrator bill- " Indeed that is... 'dope', I am happy to see you are enthusiastic but we do not have much time. This dimension's rules differ from you're original world. Taflheim still follows the rules of a game. Just like I told you when you were brought here, the in-game firewall will eliminate you if ever it finds you. After all, you are an anomaly, a being that should not be here. It will take time for me to find the cause that triggered your multidimensional travel. The least I can do for you is to give you some common knowledge about Taflheim."
After finishing his lengthy speech, the administrator wrote in lines that looked a lot like code and pointed at Lucille. The lines of code flew towards her, not being able to resist, she let the lines of code surround her and meld into her scales. Dizziness overtook her senses as a vast amount of knowledge was forcefully crammed into her brain.
The layout and history of the continents, cities and forests. The different races that inhabited those places, their caracteristics, attributes and culture. Knowledge of all manner of creatures and oddities filled her brain to the brim. It felt worse than when she was studying physics! she felt like her brain would explode from absorbing the exorbitant amount of information.
It took almost half a day for her fried brain to recover. She shot an icy glare at the administrator who avoided her gaze while whistling a tune she didn't recognize. Mustering her strength, she got to her feet, urging her aching body that hadn't moved for what felt like an eternity forwards. When the administrator and her were standing face to face once again, the administrator hesitantly spoke.
Administrator Bill-"I know it hurt, but it was for your own good. At least you won't be dying to any weird creature right?"
Lucille-" Your feeble attempt at redeeming yourself has toned down my anger but seriously you could've warned me. That was a whole new world of pain that I never wish to experience EVER again."
Administrator bill-"But if I told you it would've taken away the funnn- YOU would have discovering such novel things!"
Lucille-" Are you sadistic? I bet you enjoy my suffering huh! You are a terrible administrator! I bet you like torturing the inhabitants of this realm!"
Administrator Bill-" Wha? No?! Utter blasphemy! Anyways cough* enough about me, our time is up, you must be on your way. OH! I almost forgot, you will encouter players and they will see you as a mob to kill for EXP. I advise you be careful, and if ever you tell someone about your predicament, do make sure that person is trustworthy. If not, there is nothing I can do to help you. I do not have the authority to meddle in the affairs of the regular mortals. Well, I wish you luck in your travels, I truly hope you don't die!"
Finishing what he had to say, the Bill gates wannabe sent Lucille spiraling through space to who knows where.
Told you he was a bad administrator! Always forgetting to tell her anything.
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