"Ugh who opened the curtains?" Azra snapped.
The bright light coming through his bedroom window made him stir from his slumber.... except this wasn't his bedroom and there were no windows to speak of. He groggily opened his eyes. Silence... Perhaps it was because of his blurry vision* he saw something odd. He blinked twice to confirm what he was seeing was not some illusion caused by tiredness... alas it was no illusion.
What he saw was a tree. A normal tree you can find anywhere. And another tree, another, and another, and yet another. To be frank there were trees everywhere. Trees as far as the eye could see.
"Hmm, a forest, yup a forest..." An oddly calm thought passed through his mind.
"Yep Yep, let's be a calm rational human being... like freaking hell I can!!!" He thought panicked.
"Where am I? How did I get here? Wasn't I in a coma? What was that voice? Gather fragments? What sort of crazy nonsense is this?"Azra thought confused.
Ting. A soft ringing noise echoed through his head followed by an excruciating headache.
[Name: Azra Hale]
[Species: Slithern (Faint draconic bloodline)]
[Class: Extraordinary]
[Origin: 270]
[Unique Skills: Draconic Vision, Babel's Tongue]
[Active Skills: Subspace Storage, Analyse, Dragon's breath]
[Passive Skills: Aqua Affinity, Storm Seeker]
[Titles: Offworlder, Last of Them]
"Eh, What's this?" Azra asked, baffled at the strangeness of the whole situation. As he attempted to calm his chaotic thoughts a calm feminine voice echoed through his head...
{Tch. To think this fool is my host. That is your status page I opened it in an attempt to help you comprehend what is happening, but it would seem that only served to further your confusion.}
"Well," He thought to himself "I've seen my fair share of the peculiar but this..." *Phew* he sighed resigning himself to the situation.
"Very well then what are you?" Azra asked mentally.
{I,} the voice replied, {am system C3L357} it paused for a moment {I have been tasked with providing guidance and aid, should it be needed, to you.}
"C3... is it fine if I call you Celest?" Azra queried.
{As you see fit.} The voice, now dubbed Celest answered.
"Okay, Celest, what is the status page?" Azra queried.
{The status page,} answered the system {is a summary of your abilities, class, and energy level. To activate an ability focus on what you think it should be. For example, try to activate analyze.}
He did as he was told, concentrating the analyze ability...
[Slithern: A species of snake-like beasts that call the forests of Taaprish their home. They can grow to a maximum of ten meters in length and five feet wide. A pair of claws on their upper torso and the ability to breathe a weakened version of Dragon's breath are the only remnants of their draconic heritage. They are born with a natural attunement to the water element and occasionally some individuals, through atavism*, can develop the draconic vision ability.]
"Hmm, it would seem I abandoned my humanity before I knew it." he thought, once again yielding himself to the situation.
It was then that he finally took the chance to examine himself in a nearby puddle- His head was adorned by a pair of stubby horns and his body long and serpentine about five feet in length. Densely packed azure scales reminiscent of the waves cruising on the ocean's surface covered him entirely. A pair of claws replaced his fingers and his mouth was full of razor-sharp teeth. His irises were dyed a magnificent shade of gold and his pupils became slit-like. All these features combined with his chubby, slightly protruding lizard-like face made him... absolutely... ADORABLE!!!
*Atavism-This is where traits of an ancestor are recurrent in a present individual.