Bab 1: Chapter 1: Prologue
A black void was everywhere, surrounding me.
"Is this what death supposed to be like? It's kind of boring honestly." I mused as I was floating aimlessly in what appears to be the void. Sighing I thought about my death, stepping on buggering IED is a god awful way to go really.
Mentally I willed myself to stop that line of thinking, because really I am already dead and I didnt have any family nor did I have any attachments to either the opposite sex nor the same. Sure like any heterosexual person I enjoy a good outing with a young or older lady but I just never could never keep a relationship going for more than a year.
Sighing again at the shitty life I'd lived, I decidedly see if there really was anybody around "Hello is anyone there?"
I tried to speak out but nothing came out from my lips. I couldn't produce any sound. I shrugged my shoulders and went back to stare at the surrounding darkness. I did this for a while before something occurred to me. I was calm. Indeed, I was far too calm to be natural.
There was no apprehension, anger, sadness, boredom or any emotion at all, just a calm acceptance of my situation. Even the revelation of this unnatural phenomenon had only sparked the tiniest flicker of worry before it too was swept away by the calmness.
I spent what must have been hours as I attempted to force myself to feel anything. It was only partially successful. I could feel the emotion but it seemed to be dulled by whatever was happening to me.
My self-reflection had no sooner finished than a blue screen appeared before me.
[Would you like to play a new game?]
[Yes or No]
I blink once, twice and then a final time at this glowing screen after it suddenly appeared in front of me.
"A new game? What kind of game?" I couldn't help asking. In all honesty, I didn't expect a response yet a smaller screen appears right underneath the first one. It surprised me before I regained my calm again.
[The best kind of game — LIFE...]
I snort at the response. "Life isn't a game."
Even though I dismissed the response, I couldn't help wondering what was going to happen once I made my choice. If I picked 'Yes' would I live again freely or dance to the tune of an unknown cosmic entity, forced to obey the whims of a master I knew nothing of?
Thinking more about the response, I decide it will probably be a mixture of both. What if I picked 'No'? Would I go on to whatever the afterlife thereafter . . . or was this strange place the afterlife? If it was the latter, this was my only chance to escape this place.
I dawdled but I had made my decision. Whatever I faced after accepting it would probably be better than an eternity in this place.
With a slight hesitation and a healthy dose of fear, I chose [Yes].
The screen disappeared and light flooded my sight, blinding me for a moment. After a while, I was able to slowly gather myself and take in my surroundings.
The surrounding walls and ceilings were made out of wood and I saw wooden bars surrounding me along with several other sleeping babies in similar cribs. It hit me right at once. I glanced down and saw my small hands and body. For some reason I had become a teenager again! I couldn't even get mad for the unnatural calmness still was still presiding in my head.
Then, another box appeared before me.
[Welcome to the Game of Life. Let's start with the tutorial, shall we? Think or say 'next' to proceed.]
Not wanting an adult — if there was one, I presumed — to come in and hear me talking, I followed the instruction silently.
[Good job you're not a complete moron. Congratulations!]
I felt a tinge of anger before it was smothered again. This was really starting to get annoying. However, I was helpless. There was nothing I could do.
'You have been blessed with the ability to live your new life as a video game. Since user has once play a game similar to this system will load previously saved stats and cover background story for the user god knows you will need it. Anyway think or say 'Stats' to continue.'
I quickly scanned my memories in order to remember which game I played, and soon enough i remembered playing "Harry Potter Wizard Unite".
Well it wasn't a great game, but it kept me busy during down times and allowed me to geek out a bit.
Sighing once before I followed the instruction silently since I couldn't do anything else.
- Name: Chadwick Alden Potter
- Race: Wizard
- Age: 16
- Date Of Birth: November 1st 1953
- Father: Charlus Potter
- Mother: Clementine Hargreaves
- Blood Status: Pure Blood
- Birth Status: illegitimate Son
- HP: 100/100
- MP: 500/500
Physical Ability [Maximum is 100]
[Strength: 100/100]
[Agility: 100/100]
Magical Abilities [Maximum is 500]
[Mind: 200/200]
[Magic: 200/200]
[System Shop Points: 150]
'These are your status. Each level you will receive 5 points. Each statistic attribute at one point is equal to best athletes at the top condition and it can also be levelled by manual activities related to the attributes such as physical exercise to increase your Strength and what not.
A word of caution: just because you're a gamer doesn't mean other people are. You can use the 5 points now or you can continue the tutorial.'
I considered it for a moment before I decided to save the points for later. I didn't have clue how often I could level up or how high my level could go, potentially making these free attribute points extremely valuable down the line and besides I could always increase them manually later.
'You got 1.0 for Mind for making an intelligent decision.'
I had to gape at the screen.
"Really it was this easy? Wait if I hadn't saved the points would it have still rewarded me or not?"
I quickly realized that 'Mind' was only affecting 'MP' recovery rate. I hoped that my health could regenerate as well, following the videogame logic, but that was something for later experimentation.
My next thought hit me with all the force of a sledgehammer. This was basically the same power the protagonist of Manhwa Korean Comic: The Gamer, Han Jee-Han, had! Of course, it wasn't the exact copy but the fact was undeniable. As much as I wanted to figure it out, I decided to finish the tutorial first.
[As the Gamer, you can learn and pick up skills during your life which can be shown in your Skill tab. Say or think Skills to continue.]
"Skills," I mentally called out.
[Gamer's Mind (Passive) Level Max]: Allows the user to calmly and logically think things through, allows the peaceful state of mind and immunity to any kind of mental assault.
[Gamer's Body (Passive) Level Max]: Grants a body that allows for the user to live the real world like a game. Sleeping will heal your HP, MP and negative status effect faster.
I read the first skill and the itch in the back of my head that had persisted since realizing I had an unnatural calmness went away as I found the source of it. Mentally frowning at the skill I had no choice but to accept it for now. Maybe in the future, I could find a way to turn it off or, at least, allow me to feel something besides calmness, even though I could see its potential use in dangerous situations.
[One final thing and then the tutorial will be finished. Every gamer has one and now you do too. Say or think Inventory to access your own personal hammerspace perfect for storing items or hiding a corpse.]
Twitching at the end, I complied anyway.
A blue screen with a grid-like consistency pops up before me. Nothing is in it and I can't help but wonder as to its size. I suppose I'll just have to find out later.
Dismissing it with a thought, what I assumed as the last screen for the tutorial appeared.
Twitching at the end, I complied anyway.
A blue screen with a grid-like consistency pops up before me. Nothing is in it and I can't help but wonder as to its size. I suppose I'll just have to find out later.
Dismissing it with a thought, what I assumed as the last screen for the tutorial appeared.
[Congratulations, you have completed the tutorial on your new life. The transfer will happen in thirty minutes, in the meantime system will recommend user to use that time to get accustomed to your wand and spells.]
Just as the words finished, My immediate surroundings turned into an all familiar place. Yes it was that God sand pit called Iraq, the place where I drew my last breath.
Looking around I noticed my reflection on a peice of broken glass, this drew my attention because I looked nothing like previous self. To be perfectly honest I was actually pleased, I mean I wasnt exactly a GQ front cover material kind of guy.
The only things I had going for me were for one I took extremely good car of my body, I had hopes of being a professional football player and somrhow did manage to make it into the Manchester city youth team. That was before getting booted for delinquent behavior at sixteen, so I already had a good physic before joining the British army.
And too not to be vulgar, or be a narcissist but I was well hung. And for the record for people out there who thought that being the size of a horse would turn women on at the drop of a hat, well think again because it was the opposite. Hell I can safely say that was a deal breaker, some women are...for a lack of better words adventurous, but when you spend nearly an hour in foreplay and a full tube of lubricant things tend to get rather dull quickly.
Let's not even add the fact that when you do finally get the ball rolling, and the pain starts kicking they tend to ask themselves 'why am i even doing this again?' So yeah gents being well hung sometimes is a double edge blade, well I for one wished I had a average sized pecker. But anyways I digress.
My current appearance was exactly like Kit Harrington from Game of thrones except I had my familiar gold rimless eyeglasses on, after a quick scan it seems as if I've kept my all of physical attributes which was a godsend. But that quickly changed when I felt my nether region, because I kept all my physical features except my face.
Sighing I decided to walk around for a bit and I quickly noticed some zombies milling about, they were all walking aimlessly while moaning and shrieking. Instinctively I drew my wand from god knows where, and with a smile on face I sprinted in the fray of zombies.
Nothing like killing some undead in order to let out some frustration.
"Let's have some fun now shall we"
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